"All personnel! Move the wounded who haven't recovered to the rear... ensure their safety."
"All remaining combat-capable personnel assemble, leave unnecessary resources in place! Those who want to write letters home, prepare quickly... otherwise there won't be time later."
"What? Don't want to fight?! You guy, what kind of joke..."
Ōmaeda, who had originally shown an angry expression, couldn't finish his words at this moment.
Because the petite figure that suddenly appeared before him made him swallow back all his remaining words.
"Cap, Captain..."
"It's fine. Those who don't want to fight can just leave. This is my guarantee as captain... even after everything settles, no one will trouble you."
The squad members, already conflicted, felt as if they'd received amnesty.
They shouted words of "eternal gratitude" while crawling and rolling away from the barracks without looking back.
Although he didn't want to admit it.
But this proportion of nearly one-third of the members still made Ōmaeda start muttering under his breath.
"This kind of behavior... will affect morale."
"Do you really think such people would be useful on the battlefield?"
Sui-Feng's rhetorical question left Ōmaeda speechless.
Regarding sharp tongues, he had never been a match for his captain since long ago.
Now at a disadvantage, he could only mutter to himself like a wronged child.
"But, but just letting them go like this..."
It was hard to continue.
But for Ōmaeda, he knew Sui-Feng should understand what he wanted to say.
Sure enough, a light sigh came from in front of him.
"Ōmaeda, raise your head."
The latter looked up, seeing the Squad Two captain with her arms crossed over her chest.
"I recognize your work attitude, and I've also seen your efforts so far... if nothing unexpected happens, today will probably be the final battle."
"Not just you, even I probably won't be of much use. So I permit you to leave as well."
"You still have family property to inherit, right? Preserve this life, don't waste it carelessly."
Somewhat unexpected.
After all, Ōmaeda had never thought his captain would say such words.
However, the joy that had just emerged was quickly completely washed away by the panic that followed.
After brief pause and momentary hesitation, he quickly shook his head and shouted loudly.
"I won't leave! I'm a Gotei 13 member who has already sworn an oath... this life will also fight to protect Soul Society!"
Sui-Feng was somewhat surprised.
She looked him up and down, as if seeing him anew, then couldn't help but chuckle.
"You guy... occasionally say things that change people's minds."
Well done.
She also had to admit she sometimes misjudged people.
"Then come with me."
Where to?
No need to ask, naturally to the final destination of this decisive battle.
—Scenes like this were constantly repeating throughout various parts of the Thirteen Squads at this moment.
Just as some were fearless, others naturally feared to advance.
But regardless, these were human considerations and also manifestations of nature... things having reached this point, not pursuing these people's fighting spirit was also part of the Captain-Commander's orders.
After a long while, everyone assembled above the ruins of the Seireitei, quietly waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All Gotei 13 members were present.
The Quincy remnants, Arrancar members, and Fullbring members who came to support from the living world had also gathered here.
Without doubt, this was where all the current combat power from the three worlds had assembled.
So where was the opponent?
Those somewhat uneasy were the first unable to bear the urgency in their hearts.
Sui-Feng crossed her arms over her chest, frowning slightly as she shouted toward distant Mayuri.
"Why haven't they come yet?!"
"Even if you ask me, I can only say I don't know..."
Without his usual lofty tone, current Mayuri just instinctively replied.
Because all his attention was focused on the instruments in his hands.
Through detection tools, he could locate the opponent's position in the most precise way.
In other words.
Mayuri had been tracking Yhwach's movements throughout, which was why Soul Society could allocate time proportionally and face the enemy in full strength at this moment.
Watching the black dot used for marking flashing on the device, Mayuri's expression was calm as he said coolly.
"Almost out of the Dangai... everyone get ready."
The final moment was about to arrive, and some were inevitably nervous.
But more felt calm acceptance.
After all, for many people, just standing here was enough to prove their determination.
And among the formation, Ichigo at this moment raised his head somewhat bewildered and began looking around.
Orihime beside him found it somewhat strange.
"Ichigo, are you looking for something?"
"It's very strange..."
Without immediately responding.
Ichigo just searched through the crowd as if talking to himself, his gaze passing over everyone until it dropped, finally showing a confused expression.
Why?
Why...
"Can't find Mr. Seiya?"
The commotion wasn't loud.
But Uryū, who had originally been paying attention to this situation, heard this whisper immediately.
A similar trace of confusion flashed across his expression, but more was puzzlement about Ichigo's thoughts.
Why bring up Seiya at such a time?
Whether the other party was present or not... was it important? After all, the other party had been seriously injured in the previous battle, so it would be normal if he hadn't recovered yet.
However, before Uryū could speak.
Ichigo had already lowered his gaze and begun muttering to himself in a low voice.
"Really strange... not just Mr. Seiya, even Aizen and former Captain-Commander Yamamoto are gone!"
...Huh?
Speaking of this.
People who somewhat came to their senses all looked toward nearby positions at this moment.
If many people still had doubts or room for discussion about the size of 'combat power'.
Then regarding the three people in the topic just mentioned, many could undoubtedly conclude without hesitation—without doubt, by current Soul Society standards, these three represented the highest level of combat power.
So now that Yhwach's invasion was imminent.
Where would these people go?
Urahara not far away inconspicuously glanced this way, his opened paper fan blocking in front of his face as he couldn't help but sigh.
Really?
Reacting so quickly...
Should he say it was worthy of two people whose souls had contacted each other? Such a degree of connection was truly moving.
"Hey!"
Yoruichi raised her leg and directly kicked Urahara's lower back.
"Are you up to some weird schemes again?"
"Ahaha, how mean~ Am I such a strange guy in Miss Yoruichi's eyes?"
"You're quite self-aware, aren't you?"
"...Am I really this annoying?"
Yoruichi stepped forward quickly, reaching out to grab the other party's neck in the crook of her arm, pressing her face close with a somewhat serious tone.
'No joking, you're still scheming about something at this time?! I can tell from your expression... you're up to something weird again!'
No words in response.
This was Urahara's answer.
The other party even averted his gaze, avoiding Yoruichi's 'scrutiny' at this moment.
This made her feel even more annoyed.
After all, ultimately, this guy had been like this for a long time.
Once he felt a plan wasn't foolproof, he would unconsciously start making his own plans and design more actions outside the original plan.
Although from results, most times they would approach success due to Urahara's thorough arrangements.
But this feeling of being deceived was really unpleasant.
Especially after both sides had experienced so much together.
'You guy, even hiding from me? I'll kick your ass...'
The words couldn't be finished.
Because the next moment, the huge crack appearing in the sky made everyone unconsciously shift their gaze over.
That was a spatial crack emerging from the Dangai, specifically created for transfer and space traversal.
And the appearance of this thing at this moment meant...
"Huh? So many people? Really?"
Askin's head popped out from the crack.
His expression became quite distorted in an instant, like a worker seeing upcoming labor, making people feel heart-tired just from looking at it.
Can't stand it, let me go back...
But this was obviously unrealistic.
Gerard directly burst out from behind him, grabbing this guy's collar along the way, both moving forward together.
"Fleeing at such a time, His Majesty would absolutely not forgive you."
Pernida followed closely, its face hidden within thick robes, but strange emotions were directly shared into everyone present's minds through empathy-like means.
Without doubt, this guy was definitely supporting Gerard's position.
Lille Barro silently walked out slowly, his expression showing no joy or sorrow, at this moment like some sculpture, his face taut.
"Are you ready? Good... after all, this is also the scene we wanted to see."
They appeared.
Yhwach's Schutzstaffel.
Although these guys had experienced the final Auswählen, they still hadn't been completely 'filtered out' by Yhwach.
In another sense, this also demonstrated their strength.
Yhwach believed they still had combat value.
But for many captains, this wasn't worth attention, as their focus had always been on the target figure.
As long as they dealt with Yhwach, everything could end here!
So...
Where was the ancestor of the Quincy?
In the Dangai, a figure vaguely appeared, drawing away everyone present's attention.
However, after a moment, with Haschwalth's appearance and the Dangai's closure... the Soul Reapers present inevitably showed somewhat surprised expressions.
What was happening?
Why were all the Schutzstaffel here.
But Yhwach, the main target, was nowhere to be seen?
"Are you waiting for His Majesty's arrival?"
Lille Barro's tone was calm. He raised the long gun in his hand, as if stating facts as an observer, saying softly.
"Then your wishful thinking has already failed."
"His Majesty won't come to this place, because he's about to go to the promised land and fulfill his thousand-year wish."
"And we're here to eliminate you all... then go reinforce His Majesty."
At the same time.
After groping in his chest for a while, Haschwalth took out something that made Mayuri frown involuntarily.
"Stuffing this thing into my body... you really thought of that."
But he had to praise them.
After all, even by Haschwalth's standards, he still hadn't detected this thing's existence immediately.
Only after Yhwach had completely entered the Almighty state was this 'foreshadowing' hidden in his body completely discovered.
"But your cleverness ends here."
Watching Haschwalth completely crush the object in his hand.
The development was completely different from expectations.
At this moment, everyone faced not the awakened ancestor of the Quincy prepared to destroy the world, but the target Schutzstaffel members.
What to do?
Uproar spread through the crowd, but Kyōraku immediately stopped this atmosphere from spreading.
"Silence!"
His usual carefree attitude completely disappeared at this moment.
Replaced was an authoritative aura like Yamamoto's.
Kyōraku removed the hat from his head. His usually ungroomed middle-aged face now showed a gloomy and cold expression.
"Although the process is convoluted, as long as the result isn't unexpected, it's fine."
He raised his right hand, his index finger sweeping across these Schutzstaffel members.
His tone was extremely cold.
"Avoiding us to go elsewhere? Even without saying, we know it's the Soul King Palace..."
"We share the same desire to reinforce, so at this time, whether it's us or you."
"We're actually in exactly the same situation."
At the fastest speed, with power, crush the opponent.
Then gather the available living forces.
At the fastest speed, help the 'allies' who had already ascended to the Soul King Palace.
The facts were indeed as Kyōraku said.
Regarding time, both sides were equally urgent.
No extra explanation needed, quite a few people could understand the meaning.
So, at this moment there was no need for extra communication.
Bankai... Resurrección... Vollständig...
Various powers intertwined and collided in the air, creating brilliant yet deadly light circling above Soul Society.
The final battle had begun.
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