Chapter 257: Standing at the Summit
Amidst the swirling dust, a powerful storm of Reiatsu suddenly erupted, tearing through the thick smoke like a raging gale.
Aizen's figure reemerged.
What was shocking, however, was the state he was in—nearly half of his body was shattered and mangled beyond recognition.
The arrogance he once displayed after his evolution had completely vanished.
Instead, his face was blank with numbness, the aftermath of his grievous injuries. To Masatsuki Aozaki, he looked like a broken toy that had been played with too roughly.
"I can't believe it... I can't believe you've pushed me this far."
Clutching his chest, Aizen struggled with all his might to stand.
Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn't complete this basic action.
Was it over?
Had he... already lost?
"Sōsuke... my loyal steed, are you still alive? You weren't moving just now—I almost thought you were dead!"