"Roar, Zabimaru!" ×2
Two identical clones simultaneously released their Zanpakutō and slashed toward Renji!
He leapt high into the air to dodge, cursing as he did, "Damn it! How the hell are we supposed to fight this?!"
For a moment, Uryū and Chad hesitated, unsure what to do.
But Szayelaporro, watching the chaos unfold, spoke up with a smirk, "Abarai Renji, the restriction on Bankai in this room has now been lifted. Let's see what you're really capable of."
Renji's eyes lit up. Seizing the moment, he swung his blade and charged.
"Roar, Zabimaru!"
Once again, his blade cleaved through the clones without resistance, cutting both in half at the waist.
Uryū stared in confusion. Chad gave Renji a strange look.
But Renji simply grinned confidently. "Relax. I've got this."
Just then, the four halves of the clones regenerated and stood back up, now forming four complete clones again.
Then they split again. Now there were eight clones.
Renji nodded to himself. That confirmed it.
"Renji, what exactly are you doing?" Uryū asked, puzzled.
"I figured something out," Renji replied smugly. "These clones only mirror our attacks!"
"…And?" Chad didn't follow.
Renji grinned wider. "Just watch."
He created sixteen clones now—then roared, "Bankai! Hihiō Zabimaru!"
A massive surge of reiatsu filled Szayelaporro's palace.
Szayelaporro didn't understand what Renji was planning.
But the next moment made it all clear.
All sixteen clones of Renji shouted in unison: "Bankai! Hihiō Zabimaru!"
Sixteen simultaneous Bankai-level reiatsu blasts erupted.
The palace couldn't withstand it—it exploded from the inside out!
Even Las Noches itself might not have been able to handle a blast like that.
Dodging the falling debris, Uryū looked toward Renji. "Was this your plan all along?"
Renji beamed. "Exactly. Now his special room won't be able to suppress us anymore."
You had to admit—Renji could be surprisingly clever when it counted.
Why fight by Szayelaporro's rules at all? That was just walking into his trap.
Sure enough, after the destruction of his palace, Szayelaporro looked pissed.
"Abarai Renji… I can't believe you actually thought of something like this," he growled.
As a scientist obsessed with control, he hated wild cards like Renji.
Neither Uryū nor Chad had come up with such a chaotic strategy—only Renji had the reckless guts to try it.
And it worked.
Though the clones were still present, Szayelaporro decided to handle things personally.
With a snap of his fingers, all the clones vanished.
But that didn't mean he was surrendering.
Uryū readied his Quincy bow again. "Now that we're out of your little trap, it's our turn."
But Szayelaporro didn't even stand up.
He may have decided to fight himself, but as a scientist, he still had his own… methods.
Clapping once, the two chairs beside him transformed into massive Hollow monsters.
Chad and Renji froze immediately.
It was weird—and potentially another trap.
But Szayelaporro wasn't targeting them.
From behind, one of his tendril-like appendages darted toward Uryū, forming a massive flower that instantly swallowed him.
"Uryū!" Renji yelled, rushing in with Hihiō Zabimaru.
But the flower easily deflected the attack.
Moments later, the flower spat Uryū back out.
Chad caught him. "You okay?!"
Uryū nodded. "Yeah… I think so."
Renji added, "Anything feel off?"
Uryū checked himself again, spiritually—still nothing.
But they all knew this wasn't going to be that simple.
Sure enough, behind Szayelaporro, one of his red tendrils swelled up and burst open.
Out fell a chibi version of Uryū, perfectly modeled.
Szayelaporro plucked the doll up with a grin and flicked it on the head.
The real Uryū suddenly collapsed in pain.
"What?!" Chad and Renji were horrified.
They rushed to his side, then glared at Szayelaporro.
"Hahahaha! That's right! Now Uryū Ishida is just like this little doll in my hand. If I hurt it—he suffers!" Szayelaporro gloated.
"Bastard!" Renji growled.
Chad looked ready to charge forward and snatch the doll.
But Szayelaporro warned coldly, "I wouldn't try that if I were you… or I might break something important."
He rubbed the doll's lower back.
Chad froze.
Their hands were tied—Szayelaporro had the upper hand.
Then, with a chilling smile, Szayelaporro snapped the doll in half.
"STOP!" Renji shouted, panicking.
But strangely… nothing happened.
Uryū didn't die.
Szayelaporro chuckled. "Relax. It's just the design—it doesn't actually hurt him when split like this. However…"
He revealed several candy-like items inside the doll.
Each was labeled in Spanish with the name of an organ.
"These are representations of Ishida's internal organs. And these—will cause real damage."
Grinning, he plucked one labeled "Estómago" — stomach — and crushed it.
Immediately, Uryū clutched his gut and began vomiting uncontrollably.
His stomach had been crushed.
This was torture.
Renji and Chad couldn't stand to watch any longer.
"Hihiō Zabimaru!"
"La Muerte!"
Furious, the two charged.
But they forgot something—Szayelaporro's wings had moved.
By the time they reacted, it was too late.
His wings wrapped around them and swallowed them whole.
Moments later, they were spat back out.
Two new dolls appeared—perfect replicas of Renji and Chad.
Now things were really bad.
But just when all seemed lost…
A surprise move came from the rubble.
One of Nel's Fracción had made his move.
"Ultimate Technique: Infinite Slide!!"
Pesche shot a stream of mysterious slime at Szayelaporro.
It looked harmless—and Szayelaporro ignored it.
Big mistake.
The slime acted as lubricant, making the dolls too slippery to hold!
They slipped out of his hands and fell!
"Now!!" Pesche shouted.
He slid into position and caught the dolls mid-air.
"Dondochakka!!" he cried.
Dondochakka burst out of the ruins with a roar, wielding his massive club and dragging along their bizarre pet, Bawabawa.
Pesche leapt onto Bawabawa's head.
"Nel-sama's spiritual pressure has returned… and so have her memories! We no longer have to hide who we are!"
Dondochakka nodded. He understood.
"Charge!! Take out Szayelaporro!!" Pesche roared.
Of course, Bawabawa's attack didn't do much.
Szayelaporro blocked it with a single hand.
But Pesche wasn't finished.
He leapt into the air—and from between his pants…
…pulled out a glowing white blade.
Szayelaporro was so shocked he forgot to dodge.
Slash!
The white energy blade sliced through his left hand!
Everyone was stunned—including the three fallen fighters on the ground.
"Did he… Did he really land a hit on an Espada… with that move?" Renji muttered.
Uryū covered his face, humiliated. "This is… so stupid…"
Chad buried his face in the sand, wishing he didn't know them.
Szayelaporro, now furious, waved his hand—and the two Hollow monsters charged toward Bawabawa.
But Dondochakka roared and pulled a massive spiked club from his mouth, smashing them both away.
Nel's Fracción weren't weak.
(I strongly suspect that the inspiration for Paikuhan and Gokuan from the Kasumiōji arc were based on Pesche and Dondochakka. And Kasumiōji Rurichiyo? Definitely based on Nel.)
Then Pesche climbed onto Dondochakka's head.
Together, they fired a Cero.
One purple, one yellow—merging as they grew.
This was their ultimate technique, prepared over years:
Fusion Cero.
Created to protect Nel when she lost her powers.
The blast launched toward Szayelaporro.
Massive.
Loud.
Explosive.
And…
Completely ineffective.
Big flash, no damage.
(End of Chapter)
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