Freeze!
Wither!
With Tōshirō's perfect fusion with Hyōrinmaru, the battlefield froze as he took his fourth step. All elements—wind, fire, earth, water, wood—were sealed in absolute zero.
Nothing escaped.
Crack!
As the BGM swelled, each drumbeat triggered ice explosions climbing dozens of meters up Gerard's body, creating a stunning white spectacle.
Despite his size, rivaling the sun, he was no match for the hunter.
In the end, under countless awestruck gazes, the final ice explosion encased Gerard's head, fully sealing the giant Quincy and sparking a miracle for the Gotei 13.
A reversal! An ice-sealed counterkill!
This was Tōshirō's miracle.
The Seireitei erupted in cheers, Tōshirō's cool figure atop the frozen Gerard cementing his status as a superstar.
"I'm… that badass in the future?" Tōshirō trembled with excitement, not one for vanity but infected by his own epic moment.
"Congrats, Captain!" Rangiku smiled warmly, her wavy hair swaying, proud as if watching a younger brother grow up.
Her years of nurturing Tōshirō to fill Isshin's vacancy had paid off.
But Tōshirō sobered quickly. "It's inspiring, but I'm not sure this fully sealed him."
His eyes scrutinized the lifelike ice statue. Could it truly be dead?
"No way… even this didn't kill him?" Rangiku's face paled.
Swords couldn't kill him. The Visored's headshot failed. If absolute zero didn't work, what could?
"It's hard to say," Tōshirō said rationally. "Otherwise, Kenpachi wouldn't show up later."
Crack!
A sharp sound interrupted—a shattering, not of freezing, but of breaking ice.
"Oh no! His Miracle is reviving!" Tōshirō's eyes widened, his excitement replaced by despair and frustration.
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Silbern, Wandenreich
"Hahaha! I told you, blessed by The Miracle, I can't be killed by some kid!" Gerard's arrogant laughter echoed through the opulent hall as black cracks spread across the ice statue.
His confidence, shaken by Tōshirō's near-victory, surged back.
"Tch, I thought the Shinigami had something new. Just another flashy move," Quilge Opie sneered, disappointed by Hyōrinmaru's ultimate technique.
As the cracks multiplied, Gerard broke free, reviving stronger than ever.
His first act was to reach for Tōshirō, who was briefly distracted by the failed seal.
"Die, ice brat! How dare you stand on my head!"
His massive hand closed in—thirty meters, twenty, ten…
At the critical moment—
Slash!
A golden sword pressure sliced through, severing Gerard's arm in two, accompanied by a beastly roar:
"What the hell?! I show up a bit late, and all you captains are already down? As your comrade, I'm embarrassed!"
The Wandenreich's mood flipped.
"Who's that?!"
The Quincies frowned. Another Shinigami playing savior? Annoying!
The camera panned, revealing Kenpachi Zaraki, gripping his Zanpakutō with a savage grin.
"It's him! Kenpachi Zaraki!" Lille Barro recognized the madman instantly, his devilish Bankai from the previous ranking still vivid.
"Gerard, you might want to steer clear for now," Lille warned. "Remember how he cut you in half? You don't want to relive that."
"Why should I?" Gerard snapped, his eyes burning behind his mask.
He'd crush these Shinigami—Kyoraku, Tōshirō, Kenpachi—with his Miracle!
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Eleventh Division
"Kenny, always stealing the show at the clutch moment. Truly the manliest guy in the Soul Society!" Yachiru leapt onto Kenpachi's shoulder, clapping gleefully.
"Heh, I've been waiting for this!" Kenpachi grinned, his earlier frustration forgotten.
After being sidelined in the last ranking, he was ready to shine.
"Let's see if I end up as a measuring stick again," he muttered, watching his future self with anticipation.
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