However, for the battle-seasoned Arrancars, that was more than enough time.
Nelliel’s quiet voice crossed the storming, rampaging space as though permeating through it.
“Lanzador Verde.”
The waterspout, vapor, spiritual pressure, and even the space itself was drilled through by the lance that had emerged from her zanpaku-to. It headed toward the enemy in a straight line as it plunged forward. Then, the attack that had once even penetrated through the Hierro of Nnoitora, whose pride was being the hardest of the Espada, deeply pierced Ikomikidomoe’s solitary central eye.
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Ikomikidomoe raised a scream beyond words and bent back dramatically. Chuhlhourne, who had been stationed behind him, struck a pose while speaking in a singsong manner. “My, oh my, oh my! You seemed so high and mighty just earlier. That was such an ugly scream you made there. You had so much to say about Lord Barragan, but too bad for you! Your power and dignity are a far cry from his… And you don’t even compare to me as far as beauty is concerned! My condolences!”
Chuhlhourne followed this needlessly long preface by unleashing Reina de Rosas.
“Rosa Blanca.”
A black briar expanded and started to wrap around Ikomikidomoe’s huge form.
Of course, the briar was unable to cover all of his gigantic mass, but it entangled half of him and rapidly started to draw up the reishi in his body.
“You…all of you…curse yoooooou!”
Regardless, that did not immobilize Ikomikidomoe. Using up all his power, he kicked up off the earth and leapt into the sky in order to tear off the thorns.
However…
“Sorry…this road is closed.”
Using a hammer throw with no regard for her broken fingers, Meninas slammed Ikomikidomoe’s gigantic body the opposite direction into the ground.
Ikomikidomoe reflexively created offshoots of himself directed toward the sky. However, all of them were disposed of by way of Liltotto’s fantastical mouth.
“Gross… Ah, well. Guess we’re beating this guy up first.”
The Quincies, who had come down in order to avoid getting caught up in Hikone and Kenpachi’s battle, shot Heilig Pfeil at the ground all at once from high in the sky.
“Hah, now just get down and grovel!”
Candice shot down a successive Galvano Javelin, and the dazzling flash of lightning harshly lit the surroundings.
“Whoa. That’s super festive. Why don’t you give him some fireworks too, Bambi?”
Giselle gloated delightedly while she continued to shoot Heilig Pfeil, and in reaction Bambietta smiled, her eyes still blank.
“Okay…I’ll try hard. Ha ha… A festival…with everyone… How fun…”
Bambietta’s smile was not uncertain so much as filled with childlike innocence as she shot down a massive amount of reishi from her hand. That reishi light turned into a rain as it poured down and turned into explosive fire when it reached Ikomikidomoe’s surface, making a dazzling ensemble with the lightning that embellished the waterspout and briar.
“Seriously…I can’t believe more of you keep getting in the way of me and my prey,” said Grimmjow as he suddenly released the spiritual pressure he had built up in the claws of both his hands and created gigantic reishi claws of five pillars each to his right and left.
Normally he would have fixated on fighting one on one, but just this time, he felt a strange nostalgia and thrill. It might have been his instinct as a beast to occasionally hunt in a pack. Or it might have been that he had remembered others he had walked with in the past who had called him their king.
Then again, Grimmjow himself didn’t think about the reason. He simply turned to the enemy at hand and brought down his own attack.
Luppi, who was off on his own and watching from the side of his eyes as Grimmjow used his trump card, smiled.
“That’s my line, Grimmjow. I’m going to destroy that goliath.”
He started to gather a significant amount of spiritual pressure into the eight tentacles of his Trepadora.
“Not yet… You think this is enough to destroy me?!”
Ikomikidomoe, sensing the abnormal spiritual pressure gathering in front of him, once again created a massive number of offshoots from his body and tried to form a shield of flesh, but…
He stopped abruptly.
When he felt as though everything had gone numb, Ikomikidomoe was bewildered.
It wasn’t just that the offshoots he intended to create were not appearing—he couldn’t even move a single one of his limbs. One who had been hiding themself until that moment addressed the monster as he succumbed to the paralysis. “Seriously, you just change your spiritual pressure willy-nilly. I had a heck of a time making the adjustments… But it looks like you got complacent.”
“…?!”
“You wrote me off and were planning to get to me later, weren’t you? That irritated me, but because of that, I had plenty of opportunity to observe you.”
The man who had appeared behind the bewildered Ikomi-kidomoe manipulated his fingers as he continued, “Nakk Le Vaar would probably put it this way, wouldn’t he…?”
As he pointed at Ikomikidomoe, whose gigantic body he had immobilized, a delighted smile formed on NaNaNa Najahkoop’s face as he spat out what had been the favorite phrase of one of his former associates, “You know what? That was fatal.”
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Somewhere in his immense form his vocal cords were paralyzed, and Ikomikidomoe could not even let out a shriek.
As his body lost all capacity to resist attack due to Najahkoop’s ability the Underbelly…Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez’s Desgarrón and Luppi Antenor’s eight-fold rapid fire Gran Rey Cero kicked in.
Those two acts of violence that were furnished with the “destruction” form of death drove into him simultaneously.
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