The Resurrección form of Szayelaporro Granz unfolded above Las Noches, emitting a nauseating stench as four wings spread behind him. The writhing tentacles and multicolored eye sockets made Nelliel frown in visible disgust.
"What a repulsive form," she said coldly, as the spear in her hand glowed with a dangerous erald green light.
Staring at the eerie glow of the weapon, Szayelaporro paused.
Even though he had already released his Resurrección, he still trembled under the pressure of Nelliel's aura.
But...
There was still a chance!
Szayelaporro clenched his fists, a glint flashing in his eyes.
As long as he could make full use of his abilities in this form, he could still win!
He took a few deep breaths and quickly began calculating his next move.
However, Nelliel had no intention of giving him ti to think.
Her figure shot forward like lightning, her spear slicing through the air with a high-pitched whistle.
A thunderous sound exploded in Szayelaporro's ears.
Caught off guard by the sudden charge, he panicked for a mont, then reacted—
"Cero!"
His four wings flared open at once, launching several dark purple beams.
But Nelliel didn't flinch. She swung her spear with force, slicing through all the beams with a single sweep.
Without slowing down at all, she appeared directly in front of him in an instant.
"H-How is this possible?!"
Szayelaporro was horrified and flailed his tentacles in a desperate attempt to block.
The spear thrust forward, erald light bursting out in a violent torrent.
The mont the light touched Szayelaporro's tentacles, they lted like ice exposed to fire.
Pfft—
The spear pierced straight through Szayelaporro's body without hesitation.
His eyes were dazed, as if about to follow in Nnoitra Gilga's footsteps.
But...
Nelliel suddenly pulled the spear back and swung it sideways.
Slash—
Several tentacles were severed instantly!
However, the Szayelaporro standing in front of her collapsed like a pile of sludge.
To her right, the real Szayelaporro reappeared.
His face turned pale. "How did you know?"
Nelliel remained silent.
It was all experience earned through countless battles. She could tell by the sensation that it wasn't the real body.
But...
The corrosive fluid dripping from his clone made her visibly frown.
Disgusting...
After a mont of thought, Nelliel decided not to dirty her hands further.
She raised one hand, and an erald magic glow flickered from her palm.
"Tear the sky with antelope horns, pierce the triple barrier of spirit particles!"
"Trails of Erald!!"
Buzz—
As soon as the chant ended, three spears ford from pure magical energy appeared beside her.
Nelliel finally rembered her long-range skills.
With a wave of her hand—
Whoosh—
Three erald green spears sliced through the air and shot toward Szayelaporro like streaks of lightning!
Only three dazzling trails remained behind them.
Szayelaporro's pupils shrank. He instantly activated the ring and teleported to another location.
Far away.
His figure reappeared. "You think a little trick like that can defeat ?"
He sneered. "I may not be the strongest, but don't underestimate ."
But...
The mont he finished speaking, a strange tearing sound echoed from behind him.
A sudden wave of danger engulfed him.
Szayelaporro turned sharply.
Three erald spears were already upon him!
Pfft—
Without fail, all three spears pierced through different parts of his body!
Szayelaporro's eyes widened as blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.
"Why… Why…"
Nelliel walked up to him, spear resting on her shoulder, and said expressionlessly, "I forgot to ntion... they ho in on their target."
His gaze turned dull. His body swayed in midair, as if about to plumt into the sea below, the one released earlier by Ingvild Leviathan.
But…
Suddenly.
Szayelaporro's eyes flashed red, and his mouth curled into a deranged grin.
His face twisted with madness as he shouted loudly.
"Teatro de Titere!!"
His voice was sharp and crazed, and a special tentacle shot toward Nelliel's lower abdon at high speed.
This was his last gamble!
But...
Nelliel's eyes narrowed. The magic-infused spiritual pressure around her body surged violently.
As the tentacle neared, it was instantly disintegrated by the overwhelming energy.
The smug expression on Szayelaporro's face froze. His eyes lost focus.
"I really liked what Aizen once said…"
Nelliel looked down at him from above, her voice cold. "In battles between Soul Reapers, it all cos down to the strength of your spiritual pressure."
"The sa applies to Arrancars."
As her words fell.
She flicked her finger, and a small erald bullet shot into Szayelaporro's body.
In the next second.
His body rapidly expanded.
"Aaaaaaahhh—!!"
Szayelaporro scread in agony before violently exploding into nothingness.
Szayelaporro Granz, dead!
Gulp.
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez instinctively took a step back, staring at Nelliel in shock.
In such a short ti, two Espadas had been slaughtered by her!
He swallowed hard, mind flashing back to the ti they had once fought side by side.
He… hadn't done anything to offend her… right?
The others also quickly scanned their mories, terrified that they might have unknowingly provoked her.
Elsewhere.
Coyote Starrk and Tier Harribel narrowed their eyes slightly, focusing on Nelliel's spiritual pressure, their expressions thoughtful.
Within it...
There was sothing else mixed in.
Sothing that felt eerily familiar.
It was the sa as Katerea Leviathan's power.
And...
It was incredibly potent!
(To be continued.)
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