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Silence reigned, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze.
The tall figure leaning against the tree remained silent for a long time, then straightened up and stood at the edge of the cliff.
He looked rugged and fierce, with a massive build, wearing a white haori emblazoned with the Kanji character "Eleven." Two metal lip piercings pierced his lower lip, resembling the fangs of a greedy demon from hell.
Yet, this very man was the Eleventh Division Captain of the Gotei 13.
In the dense, tree-lined forest, a dozen figures clad in black Death robes stood, their expressions vigilant, each with a sword at their hip.
Kenpachi Kiganjo's lips curled into a mocking, ferocious grin.
"The Second Division and Third Division were attacked simultaneously? What, the Gotei 13, who protect the Seireitei, can't even protect themselves?"
"Can they really maintain order in the Soul Society like this? Heh! They're just lackeys groveling at the feet of the powerful! How laughable!"
The Eleventh Division members' faces were ashen, hearing Kenpachi Kiganjo's mockery, daring not to speak despite their anger.
"Captain, there have been no reports of attacks on the Maggot's Nest. Should we go to other places to provide support?"
One of the Squad members bowed slightly and asked.
Kenpachi Kiganjo glanced at him.
"Do I need you to tell me what to do?"
"But the Central 46 ordered us to go support. Disobeying orders will likely result in punishment, won't it?"
Eleventh Division Squad member Makoto Ichinose said worriedly, his eyes filled with admiration for Kenpachi Kiganjo.
Facing his little fan, Kenpachi Kiganjo displayed rare patience.
He leaned down slightly, as if to pat Makoto Ichinose's shoulder.
Makoto Ichinose was somewhat flustered.
Kenpachi Kiganjo paused, his hand not falling on his shoulder, but continuing downwards to rest on his Zanpakuto.
Kenpachi Kiganjo extended his other hand, patted his cheek, and grinned, "Makoto, I'm truly sorry, but this time I don't have the patience to answer your question."
The Squad members were stunned, not understanding what madness this imbecile, who possessed only brute strength, was up to now.
Kenpachi Kiganjo was silent for a moment, then slowly drew the Zanpakuto from his waist, as if gently waving his hand to brush away dust.
A horrifying sound of severed and shattered limbs echoed from deep within the dense forest.
Makoto Ichinose was cut in half at the waist by a katana approximately 1.5 meters long, with fresh red blood spurting from both his upper and lower body; it was definitely not oil paint for a prank, and it felt warm when it splashed on his face.
"You don't need to go support the other Squads," Kenpachi Kiganjo said in a low voice, "You will die here, but it won't be meaningless."
"The great achievement of the Five Great Noble Houses, conquering gods with mortal bodies, and then creating heaven and earth."
"This is a feat, but I'm not interested in creating heaven and earth."
"But do you know? There were originally only five nobles, but now they are like locusts, impossible to kill, constantly devouring this world."
"And do you know what the Rukongai, located in District 80, is like?"
"I am unwilling. I clearly possess greater power, and I should also become a locust rampaging across the land, not rice to be slaughtered and trampled upon."
"Gentlemen, I enjoy the pleasure of trampling, ravaging, and destroying life. Your bones are proof of my ascent to that unrestrained ladder."
"This imbecile has completely lost his mind due to disgusting desires. As the Eleventh Division Captain, he dares to betray the Gotei 13? Does he not put the Captain-Commander in his eyes?"
The Squad members trembled in shock.
Kenpachi Kiganjo was widely acknowledged as an imbecile within the Gotei 13; everyone knew this.
But no one would underestimate his strength.
Kenpachi Kiganjo was originally a warrior from the Rukongai.
He became the Eleventh Division Captain after killing the previous Eleventh Division Captain, the Ninth Kenpachi, Kenpachi Gosuke.
Although the 9th Kenpachi, as the former Eleventh Division Captain, did not challenge the previous Kenpachi to earn the title of "Kenpachi," he did achieve Bankai, yet he ultimately died at Gosuke Kiganjo's hands.
This was enough to prove Kenpachi Kiganjo's strength.
"Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto? When I obtain the Soul King's power, what is he even!?"
Kenpachi Kiganjo sneered and waved his hand behind him.
"He's gone mad, truly mad," the Squad members were somewhat frantic.
What kind of unrealistic things was this guy thinking about in his head?
Why would the Soul King hand over power to you?
Even if, for argument's sake, those nobles really had a way to obtain the Soul King's power, why would they share it with you?
This guy's physique is nearly three times the size of an ordinary person, and his intelligence is probably less than one-third of an ordinary person's.
He's an imbecile among imbeciles!
The Eleventh Division Squad members didn't have time to think further; the forest was already filled with dark figures.
They held short swords in their hands, reflecting the moonlight.
"After all these years together, I'm truly a bit reluctant to lay my hands on you... I'll leave these guys to you," Kenpachi Kiganjo shouted upwards.
Watching Kenpachi Kiganjo's departing back, the surrounded Eleventh Division Squad members entrusted their backs to their comrades, drawing their swords and aiming them at the black-clad enemies before them.
"Don't be afraid! We are the Eleventh Division, the Gotei 13's most excellent combat Squad! The Eleventh Division Squad members never retreat!"
"You bastard, who are you looking down on by spouting such nonsense? I've been in the Eleventh Division for decades, and I've always been at the forefront! Watch me slaughter all these little brats!"
"Don't be impulsive. That idiot Kenpachi Kiganjo's target is the Maggot's Nest. Even if we can't kill all of them, we must break through and report this."
"Are you taking us for that imbecile Kenpachi Kiganjo? Of course we know that."
"..."
It was unclear who first urged everyone to bravely face the enemy.
As a result, these lunatics seemed completely unconcerned with life and death, even laughing and chatting, and mocking anyone who tried to boost morale.
Only one rational suggestion was adopted by everyone.
However, what everyone could see was that these lunatics certainly did not lack the courage to face death.
Dozens of black-clad figures spread throughout the dense forest watched them with cold eyes, without speaking.
The only emotion emanating from their eyes, exposed by their black clothing, was indifference.
Both sides knew that the other was not afraid of death.
"Kill!"
The black-clad figures had never spoken; this shout clearly came from an Eleventh Division Squad member.
Which specific person, no one knew, the only thing they knew was—
The battle had begun.
The smiles in the Eleventh Division Squad members' eyes faded.
They raised their Zanpakuto, reflecting the moonlight, to their faces, their expressions hardening back to calm.
Their extensive combat experience told them—
At this moment, what was needed was not excitement, but rather the search for opportunities to kill the enemy in calmness.
The Squad members' footsteps moved, and amidst the flashing of blades, they advanced in the same direction.
Their goal was not to slay how many enemies, but to break through the encirclement, even if only one person could get out.
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