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Chapter 59: Mere Grains of Sand, Less Than Half of Me
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Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Mere Grains of Sand, Less Than Half of Me

Chapter 59: Mere Grains of Sand, Less Than Half of Me

"...What the hell is going on with those two?"

Hiyori Sarugaki waved away the billowing smoke and dust, grabbing her Captain by the collar:

"Has your brain finally fried from all those all-nighters? Go stop them, quickly!"

"Oh my, oh my, don’t be so impatient."

"Are you not afraid they’ll tear the 12th Division apart?"

"It’s fine, it’s fine. A lot of these structures were slated for expansion into labs anyway."

Kisuke Urahara picked up his hat from the side and placed it on his head, hiding his eyes in the shadow:

"Don’t worry, Hiyori... With my Benihime here, nothing will go wrong."

...

Yato Uchiha smelled the stench of rot.

The super-strong acid that had corroded Susanoo’s arm was splattered onto the ground, reacting violently with the bricks and sending up wisps of choking, white fog.

The smell is wrong... Is it poisonous? Tsk.

Yato scoffed, knowing he couldn’t stay on the ground, so he slammed his Susanoo arm into the pavement and vaulted into the air like a pole vaulter.

The force was immense, launching him hundreds of meters high, level with the far-off Sōkyoku Hill.

"O ruler! Mask of flesh and bone, creation, flap your wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this wall of flames let them engrave no more than the twin lotuses! Waiting in the distant furnace of the great fire!"

Yato chanted steadily. Even before reaching the apex of his ascent, he had already unleashed his Kido:

"Hado #73: Sōren Sōkatsui!"

Two pale, scorching flames resembling violent dragons manifested around Mayuri Kurotsuchi, crashing mercilessly into his body with a deafening, piercing roar.

The inferno surged backward, explosions rumbled, and the ground of the 12th Division proved unable to withstand the pressure, collapsing inward.

The Uchiha clan’s natural affinity for fire, combined with over a year of Sosuke Aizen’s meticulous instruction, allowed this super-high-level #73 fire Kido to erupt with terrifying, destructive power.

On the ground, Hiyori Sarugaki, protected by Benihime’s light shield, sucked in a sharp breath. She turned her head, looking at the Captain beside her with a fake smile:

"Are you really sure nothing is going to go wrong?"

"...Nothing will. I had the squad members head out for patrol duties in advance." Kisuke Urahara coughed violently, spitting out the grit that had flown into his throat.

"Yato’s fire Kido is unexpectedly strong; I’ve known that for a while. It’s fine, truly!"

As the two were speaking, Yato descended from high above.

He concentrated spirit particles at the soles of his feet, accelerating continuously as he plummeted. Ten meters from Mayuri Kurotsuchi, he was moving so fast he had become a blurred black line.

Akame was drawn. His thousand-times-honed Iaijutsu sword-drawing technique combined with his velocity to carve out a near-perfect arc of steel.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi had been slammed by the powerful Kido. Although he was prepared and wore specialized armor beneath his Shihakusho, he was still vomiting blood uncontrollably. His pale skin was carbonized by the intense heat, leaving him in a miserable, wretched state.

Facing the blade striking down from the heavens, Mayuri dared not take it head-on with his armor. He was forced to draw his Zanpakuto and block in its unreleased state.

Hum...

Yato Uchiha’s eyes shed tears of blood. The black flames of Amaterasu covered his crimson eyes, striking true against the blade of Ashisogi Jizō.

Ashisogi Jizō snapped in half upon impact, but the blade’s momentum didn’t falter in the slightest, brutally slashing across Mayuri Kurotsuchi’s midsection and cleaving him in two!

The black flames clung to the two halves of Mayuri’s body like maggots on bone, burning his flesh and blood with frantic intensity.

However, Yato Uchiha didn’t hear a single scream.

He narrowed his eyes, channeling Kagutsuchi to extinguish the Amaterasu, revealing what lay beneath.

Sure enough, it was a spiritual doll.

The body, composed of microscopic particles, had been split in two. There was no blood or bone at the site of the rupture. Looking up, the seamless mannequin’s mouth curled into a smirk, as if mocking Yato Uchiha’s wasted effort.

"Using the cover of Sōren Sōkatsui to pull a ’substitute’ maneuver?" The boy shook his head, unmoved.

Even if he escaped using this bizarre doll, the Sōren Sōkatsui had hit Mayuri squarely; he wouldn’t be escaping unscathed.

Yato sneered, intending to use a high-power Kido again, prepared to plow the earth three feet deep to dig Mayuri out.

However, at that very instant, Yato Uchiha’s hand suddenly sank downward.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at his blade. Under the vision of his Mangekyo, everything was exposed in minute detail.

—Countless microscopic particles had adhered to the surface of Akame. They were continuously devouring the surrounding spirit particles, their density and volume growing until they expanded into a massive mass that made it impossible for Yato to even lift his hand!

At the same time, a blood-soaked Mayuri Kurotsuchi leaped from underground, gripping the broken tip of Ashisogi Jizō and thrusting it toward Yato Uchiha’s chest.

Watching Mayuri, who kept his eyes tightly closed, even Yato felt a sense of admiration while locked in combat with him.

A genius of this caliber, having made such thorough preparations beforehand, truly was a headache.

He had used super-strong acid to counter Susanoo and concocted toxic gas to force Yato to unleash Kido from high altitude;

He used the swirling dust to pull out the prepared spiritual doll, performing a "substitute" maneuver the moment he received the slash, then dove underground.

And those microscopic particles that made up the doll had been developed in advance; the moment Yato’s sword cleaved the doll, they had adhered to his blade, continuously absorbing spirit particles to increase their weight, locking his swordsmanship down.

Everything was interlocked. The combat talent of this mad scientist was laid bare in these short dozens of seconds.

Yato would bet that even if something had gone wrong during this process, Mayuri absolutely had a backup plan.

Don’t be fooled by his closed eyes now—he might open them in a second, revealing two mechanical eyes that shot lasers!

"You’re quite impressive, 4th Seat Kurotsuchi."

Facing the broken blade stabbing toward his chest, the boy felt no fear whatsoever. Instead, he let out a sigh, not stingy with his praise.

The fight with Zaraki was like a beastly struggle—manic and exhilarating. The fight with Mayuri was like playing a dangerous game of chess—every step filled with诡异 (eerie) suspense.

Both styles of combat brought Yato Uchiha joy.

The next moment.

Boom!

Mayuri’s broken blade pierced through Yato’s body.

However, the expression of this mad, genius 4th Seat turned incomparably ugly. He opened his eyes, glaring gloomily at the proudly standing Yato Uchiha.

’What is going on? It felt like I stabbed into air... Did he dodge it? But his Zanpakuto is already suppressed by such massive weight; it’s impossible for him to make such a swift movement...’

A thousand thoughts swirled through Mayuri’s mind.

Just as he was completely baffled, Yato Uchiha turned around.

The kaleidoscope pattern in his eyes rotated slowly.

But what appeared in his gaze at this very moment was not the six-pointed star, but a three-petaled pinwheel with a red background and black patterns!

"You are quite impressive, 4th Seat Kurotsuchi. To reach this point, you have every right to be proud, but..."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi’s heart sank lower and lower. Under his disbelieving gaze, those sticky particles, heavier than metal, actually passed right through the blade of Akame and fell to the ground!

It was as effortless as passing through a phantom.

Yato Uchiha flicked the blade of Akame, stepping forward calmly, walking over those bizarre particles Mayuri had meticulously developed, as if they were nothing more than the most insignificant specks of dust.

"Mere grains of sand, less than half of me."

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