"Zzzzzk…!"
"What kind of monster is that…?"
Nnoitra crashed to the ground in the distance, his body burnt and covered in deep wounds. Three of his six arms had been blown clean off.
He struggled several times before barely managing to stand. As he stared at the massive figure of the Eight-Tails Gyūki, his face was full of hopelessness.
"The Vasto Lorde-level Menos Grande inside him… they're so much stronger than ours. How is that even possible? I'm the Fifth Espada…"
Ulquiorra was in better shape than Nnoitra, since he was stronger overall. But even he had lost half of one arm in the blast.
"No… I can't stall any longer… I can't delay Lord Aizen's return…"
Nnoitra grit his teeth, gave up on the fight completely, and turned to flee as fast as he could.
Ulquiorra watched him go but didn't try to stop him.
He also realized they were completely outmatched.
In his Eight-Tails form, Nanaya turned and looked in the direction Nnoitra had run.
Then he roared and gave chase.
"…!"
Kurosaki Ichigo—nicknamed "Sanqisan"—along with Byakuya Kuchiki, Uryū Ishida, and the others all turned pale.
"Don't bring that guy here!!"
They had noticed Nanaya hadn't attacked them before. But that clearly didn't matter now.
It looked like he had completely lost his mind.
Sure enough, in this fully transformed state, Nanaya's eyes were full of rage. He couldn't tell friend from foe anymore and began attacking everything in sight.
Once again, he began forming a massive Tailed Beast Cannon, even larger than his own body.
Seeing this, Nnoitra actually started laughing.
If he had known that Nanaya would go berserk like this in his full Tailed Beast form, he would've lured him toward the others long ago.
Ulquiorra's eyes lit up.
Spreading his bat-like wings, he turned into a black blur—like a meteor—and began leading Nanaya in the direction of the others.
Then the Tailed Beast Cannon was fired with a deafening roar.
BOOM!
A second blast hit the ground like a missile.
Ichigo, Byakuya, Kenpachi Zaraki, Yasutora Sado, Unohana Retsu, Nel, Tier Harribel—all of them had no choice but to quickly retreat.
The second explosion tore through what remained of the battlefield.
The already ruined land of Kyōka Palace couldn't handle the attack.
Crack… crack…
The ground beneath them began breaking apart.
Giant spider-web-like cracks spread everywhere.
And then, with a deafening rumble, the entire land beneath the Kyōka Palace collapsed.
"Ahhh!!"
Panicked screams rang out as everyone on top of the ground fell through the collapsing soil and crashed into the deep darkness below.
Kurosaki Ichigo groaned, stood up, and looked around, rubbing his sore back.
He gasped in shock.
"Wait… isn't this the forest we passed through on the way here?"
Tier Harribel's eyes widened in disbelief. She whispered:
"This… this is the Menos Forest… We fell straight from the sky above the Palace of Night into the forest below Hueco Mundo…"
"That's insane…"
Everyone around looked just as stunned.
It was now clear—this new form of Nanaya, and the Menos Grande inside him, had terrifying levels of destruction.
While everyone was still in shock, Ulquiorra quietly took action.
With a simple thought, hundreds of Gillians emerged from the Menos Forest.
This was a special ability that both Adjuchas and Vasto Lordes possessed—commanding lower-level Hollows with sheer power.
In seconds, black, towering Gillians, each as large as a skyscraper, surrounded Nanaya's Eight-Tails form.
Then, all at once, they fired Cero blasts.
Flashes of different colors lit up the forest as the dust and smoke covered Nanaya completely.
"Hah… did we trap him?"
Nnoitra exhaled in relief and instantly fled the battlefield.
He had no interest in sticking around to see what happened next. He just wanted to get away from that monster.
But he had only run a few steps when he saw something terrifying.
From the middle of the Gillians, a huge wave of black liquid surged out, blotting out the sky like a river of ink.
Nanaya began to reappear from the dark mass, his form twisting and solidifying.
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Still in his Eight-Tails state, Nanaya let out a monstrous roar.
Hundreds of inky black clones surged toward the Gillians. Any Gillian that was touched by one instantly turned pitch black.
The moment the ink touched them, the Gillians froze completely—unable to move even an inch.
"Damn it! Don't come near me!"
Nnoitra swung his giant 8-shaped scythe wildly, shouting in panic.
But there were too many clones.
And he was already badly injured.
His attacks grew weaker, and slowly, he was overwhelmed.
Then one of the ink clones reached out and touched his right arm.
In an instant, the black ink spread across his body and clothes like wildfire.
"Damn it… I'm the Fifth Espada, Nnoitra Gilga…!"
He roared, struggling to resist.
But before he could finish speaking, his entire body had been swallowed by the ink.
With the surrounding Menos Grande now dealt with, Nanaya in his Eight-Tails form looked around slowly…
His gaze locked onto Kurosaki Ichigo and the others.
"ROAAAARRR!!!"
"$G!$G!$...."
Inside the Four Beasts Gate barrier, a fierce battle raged.
The pure white Zanpakutō and a trident clashed over and over again.
Aroniro, wearing Shiba Kaien's face, looked ferocious as he thrust his trident and screamed in rage:
"Rukia! You heartless woman! I'll kill you! I'll definitely kill you!"
He had just sensed it—Nnoitra's Reiatsu had completely vanished.
Which meant that in just a short time, that human named Nanaya had killed three Espada-class Menos Grande:
Nnoitra Gilga
Szayelaporro Granz
Zommari Rureaux
Each one had been stronger than Aroniro himself.
Fear tore through him. He was on the brink of madness. Desperation consumed him, and all he wanted now was to kill.
Rukia Kuchiki stood her ground as best she could.
She swung her white Zanpakutō again and again, using waves of cold air to create ice and slow down Aroniro's attacks.
Inside her mind...
Unlike Ichigo's mind, filled with towering buildings, Rukia's inner world was a frozen land of snow and silence.
In the middle of this icy landscape stood a woman in a flowing kimono.
She had long lavender hair, ice-blue eyes, a light green sash, and a large lavender bow at her back. A blue, star-shaped hairpin glittered in her hair.
She was graceful and gentle—like a goddess of ice.
This was the true spirit of Rukia's Zanpakutō.
Sode no Shirayuki.
After a quiet conversation, the ice goddess gently touched Rukia's cheek and whispered:
"Rukia, my master… listen to my true name. My real name is…"
Rukia's eyes widened as a surge of icy power burst to life inside her.
She could feel it—clear and pure.
The goddess smiled warmly and gave her a gentle push on the back.
"Now, take me with you… for revenge."
As she spoke, her expression turned icy cold.
Snow began swirling fiercely across the once calm field of ice.
The blizzard reflected her rage.
"That hateful woman… we'll make her pay. We must."
Back in reality, Rukia was soaked in sweat.
It turned out, Sode no Shirayuki had agreed to share her true name…
Not just out of trust—but out of a desire to defeat Unohana Retsu.
Rukia, still dazed from the spiritual exchange, suddenly blocked Aroniro's trident with a single clean motion.
"What!?" Aroniro's face twisted in shock."Rukia—how did you suddenly get so strong!?"
Rukia's eyes narrowed. Her voice turned cold.
"Don't speak to me like we're close."
She glared at him with pure hatred.
"You insulted Captain Kaien's name. You're a Menos Grande wearing his face...I'll shatter you in ice and snow."
Without waiting for a reply, Rukia took a deep breath and raised her Zanpakutō high.
Holding Sode no Shirayuki firmly in both hands, she called out her true power:
"Bankai—Hakka no Togame!"
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