In Hueco Mundo With shendu Template

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The wild and triumphant laughter echoed in the barren desert.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri maintained a stabbing posture, his black-and-white mask full of arrogance.

"And what about Vasto Lorde?"

"You will never forget the fate of underestimating the enemy!"

"You can't move your body anymore?"

He grinned. "It doesn't matter if you know my name, but you still don't know the ability of Ashisogi Jizō..."

Before Kurotsuchi Mayuri could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shendu.

"Does it make the limbs of the targeted victim unable to move?"

Shendu glanced at Kurotsuchi Mayuri with disdain. "Selectively cutting off the signals [to move the limbs] among the countless signals sent by the brain."

"It can disable the limbs of the enemy within its control range, but they will not lose consciousness."

"So, this satisfies your perverse desire to torture."

"Zanpakutō truly is a reflection of the soul. You've shown me absolute ugliness."

When Shendu uttered the first sentence, Kurotsuchi Mayuri's expression froze completely.

As the secret of Ashisogi Jizō was revealed, it was as if someone had pressed a pause button—he didn't move at all.

If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, one might have mistaken him for a corpse.

A long silence followed.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri began breathing heavily, glaring at Shendu with ferocious eyes, and asked unwillingly:

"Then why didn't you dodge? With a Vasto Lorde's speed, it should've been easy to avoid!"

Blood-red eyes rolled, and the depths of Shendu's pupils reflected undisguised contempt.

"Because..."

Click!

A sharp sound echoed in Kurotsuchi Mayuri's ears.

His eyes widened suddenly, an expression of disbelief overtaking his face.

Ashisogi Jizō—it was broken.

It was shattered abruptly.

The brass-colored blade fell from Shendu's claws, sinking into the white sand beneath his feet.

"This level of ability has no effect on me whatsoever."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's pupils constricted, and his breathing became heavier.

Unspeakable fear crept into his heart, eating away at him bit by bit.

Shendu's dark green palm, drenched in blood, looked a little battered.

But soon, the injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With Shendu's high-speed regeneration, such wounds could fully recover in just one or two breaths.

The tyrannical power of the Ox Talisman had directly shattered Ashisogi Jizō.

But Shendu's physical body wasn't yet strong enough to fully withstand its sharpness, resulting in some minor backlash injuries.

As for the abilities of Ashisogi Jizō itself?

To Shendu, they had no effect at all.

At the moment the Zanpakutō pierced his palm, his fire-based demonic energy incinerated the medicinal compounds it produced, leaving no trace behind.

Shendu's blood wasn't a simple creation.

The immense amount of fiery demonic energy it contained was something even a Vasto Lorde of equal rank could not endure.

Let alone a Zanpakutō that hadn't even achieved Bankai.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri staggered backward, still clutching the hilt of Ashisogi Jizō tightly. His Reiatsu circled around him, taking on a materialized form.

"What a terrifying monster," he muttered, recovering from his shock and facing Shendu again with a bizarre smile.

"However, I have more tricks up my sleeve."

"Don't underestimate your uncle!"

With a sudden roar, Kurotsuchi Mayuri's masked face twisted into a grotesque expression.

"Bankai!"

"Konjiki Ashisogi Jizō!"

A surge of crimson Reiatsu shot into the sky, whipping up the white sands beneath their feet into a whirlwind, howling across the desert expanse.

The Zanpakutō in Kurotsuchi Mayuri's hand vanished, melting into the Reiatsu.

The writhing mass of energy distorted and reshaped itself into a monstrous form.

As the red light faded, a true monster appeared before Shendu.

Although mentally prepared, Shendu still felt a twinge of unease.

This thing looked even more grotesque than the random creatures wandering Menos Forest.

The enormous baby-like head had lifeless eyes staring through silver bell rings. Its back was covered in red pustules, while its lower body resembled a silkworm tail. Beneath its abdomen wriggled countless dense, fleshy appendages.

Although Shendu had shattered the Shikai form of Ashisogi Jizō, Kurotsuchi Mayuri's immense Reiatsu had successfully activated its Bankai.

And it was exactly as Shendu remembered it.

Endless purple poisonous mist spewed from the giant baby's mouth, spreading across the battlefield in an instant.

It even extended to where Szayelaporro and the other Shinigami squad members were located.

"This guy..." Szayelaporro frowned, his face full of disdain.

He could smell something akin to himself in this Shinigami captain.

But it was precisely because of this similarity that he felt an intense aversion.

Same-species repulsion.

Szayelaporro casually launched a few red Bala, dispersing the encroaching poisonous mist.

These Shinigami were valuable resources—they couldn't be wasted.

Watching the Vasto Lorde in front of them save their lives, the Shinigami's perception of Szayelaporro shifted.

It became complicated—grateful, hateful, and reluctant.

Yet, their attacks did not cease. Chains of Kidō and slashes continued roaring forward.

Though not particularly powerful, the combined force was overwhelming, momentarily even surpassing the oppressive aura of Shikai's Konjiki Ashisogi Jizō.

"Tear him apart, Konjiki Ashisogi Jizō!"

Facing Shendu, who had been suppressing him on all fronts, Kurotsuchi Mayuri held back his usual taunts.

All he could hope for was that the poisonous mist and venomous attacks unleashed by his Bankai would restrain this monster, if only slightly.

Numerous venom-coated blades sprouted from Konjiki Ashisogi Jizō's chest, while countless fleshy legs wriggled frantically, rumbling across the sands like thunder.

But such sluggish attacks couldn't even compare to Harribel's spiraling strikes.

Shendu raised one hand. Golden light burst forth from his palm, dazzling against the dark night, radiating like a brilliant sun.

A massive concentration of spiritual particles, charged with suffocating heat, gathered in his palm, transforming into a torrential force.

It erupted.

Boom!

The enormous beam of gold and red light surged forward, swallowing Konjiki Ashisogi Jizō in an instant.

The intense heat melted its grotesque exterior, while the torrential spiritual particles tore through its flesh and bone, reducing it to charred ash that scattered into the desert winds.

As the temperature subsided and the Cero faded, Kurotsuchi Mayuri stood motionless, as if petrified.

Suddenly, he fell to his knees, vomiting blood mixed with chunks of internal organs.

Humiliated to the extreme.

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