Hearing Kyoraku's accusation, the members of the Gotei 13 were stunned.
The Zero Division, always playing the role of the last line of defense for the Soul King Palace, were actually the jailers imprisoning the Soul King?
This statement was too absurd, and they instinctively rejected it.
But the actions of the Zero Division after their appearance left them no choice but to doubt the Zero Division's position.
That monk had openly admitted that it didn't matter who the Soul King was.
Furthermore, he had openly cooperated with the Wandenreich, something no Shinigami could accept.
Ichibe'e said indifferently, "The Soul King is all-knowing and all-powerful. Since His Majesty has not objected, then my will is naturally His Majesty's will."
Kyoraku was so angry he laughed. He took a deep breath and said, "Gotei 13, hear me! At any cost, stop the Wandenreich and the Zero Division from approaching the Gates of Hell!"
After the order was given, Muguruma Kensei and Hirako Shinji hesitated not a moment, breaking away from their respective battles, and like two bolts of lightning, instantly blocked Gremmy's path.
"Hey, Quincy brat." Kensei cracked his neck, making cracking sounds. "Where are you rushing off to in such a hurry? The Gates of Hell aren't a place for little kids to play."
Shinji had that ever-present sleepy smile, his Zanpakuto, Sakanade casually resting on his shoulder.
"The Quincies only sent you out alone? Could it be you're being bullied by them?"
Gremmy stopped, hovering in mid-air, looking down at the two blocking his way.
On his childlike face, there was no anger, only an indifference as if looking at ants, and a slight displeasure at being disturbed.
"Little kid? Bullied?" Gremmy tilted his head, his tone flat. "You bugs, bound by fixed rules and weak perceptions, are also worthy of judging my world?"
He couldn't even be bothered to raise his hand, merely looking calmly at Kensei.
"Imagine," Gremmy's voice was like a sleep-talker's murmur, "The malice of gravity."
Hum!
Without any warning, the space where Kensei stood suddenly twisted.
A terrifying pressure, hundreds or even thousands of times greater than the normal gravity of the Seireitei, like an invisible mountain, crushed down on Kensei.
"Ugh!" The sneer on Kensei's face instantly froze. His entire body, as if hit by a meteor, crashed towards the ground with a loud rumble at an alarming speed.
Boom!
The ground was blown open into a giant crater dozens of meters deep, its edges cracked like a spiderweb.
Dust and smoke shot skyward.
Kensei's body was deeply embedded in the bottom of the crater. His once-proud physique had been severely damaged under that unreasonable gravitational crushing.
He hadn't even been able to mount any effective defense before being brought down in a single blow, his consciousness fading.
"Kensei!" The lazy smile on Shinji's face vanished instantly, his pupils contracting sharply.
He hadn't seen at all what Gremmy had done.
No Reiatsu Fluctuation, no incantation chanting. It seemed to be just a look, and in an instant, a Captain-level fighter like Kensei was instantly defeated.
"Sakanade!" Shinji dared not be the slightest bit careless. He instantly released his Zanpakuto.
His perception-inverting ability enveloped Gremmy. Simultaneously, he blurred, trying to launch a surprise attack from the side and disorient the enemy.
However, Gremmy didn't even look at him.
"Noisy." Gremmy simply frowned slightly. "Imagine, the deprivation of sound, the loss of direction."
Zzt!
Shinji's charging figure suddenly halted.
He realized with horror that all sound around him had instantly disappeared, the world plunged into deathly silence.
Moreover, his perception of front, back, left, right, up, and down was also completely disordered.
Clearly wanting to charge forward, his body disobediently shifted left. Wanting to jump up, he felt like he was falling down.
This was clearly Sakanade's ability, yet the enemy had used it, and even more overwhelmingly than his own ability.
Then, Gremmy casually waved his hand in the general direction of Shinji.
"Imagine, the folding of space."
The space around Shinji, like crumpled paper, suddenly squeezed inward, folding.
An irresistible spatial force squeezed him and the space around him violently inward into a ball.
"Ugh ah!" Shinji let out a short scream. His protective Reiatsu was torn apart like paper. His entire body, like a doll crushed by an invisible giant hand, blood spurted from his mouth and nose.
Finally, he was sent flying, colliding into and collapsing a section of broken wall in the distance, buried under the rubble, his fate unknown.
From Kensei's provocation to Shinji being sent flying and buried, the entire process took no more than five seconds.
Witnessing this, the Shinigami of the Gotei 13 were deeply shocked.
Two powerful Captain-level Shinigami had been instantly defeated by the enemy.
The disparity in strength seemed like two different dimensions.
"No wonder..." An older seated officer's voice was hoarse as he muttered, "No wonder Yhwach dared to let him leave the main battlefield and act alone to destroy the Gates of Hell!"
Some of the Sternritter twitched their mouths slightly. 'Now you understand? Us, bully him? It's good enough if he doesn't bully us.'
Having dealt with the enemies blocking his path, Gremmy was about to advance when he was blocked by two new figures. This time it was Komamura and Sui-Feng.
Komamura gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, his voice deep like muffled thunder. "Quincy, I know you are strong, but I will never let you advance another step."
The Reiatsu around him began to climb insanely, a giant samurai phantom faintly appearing behind him, [Kokujo Tengen Myo'o] ready to strike.
Sui-Feng, like a drawn bow, her Shunpo afterimage still lingering in place while her body appeared on the other side. The [Suzumebachi] on her fingertip gleamed with a cold, golden light, locking onto Gremmy's vital points.
She didn't speak, but her killing intent was already as solid as reality.
Looking at these two menacing Shinigami Captains, Gremmy's childlike face finally showed a hint of obvious impatience.
He sighed. "Do you want to die too?"
"It is our duty. What does it matter if we die!" Komamura roared, swinging his Zanpakuto down. "Bankai: Kokujo Tengen Myo'o!"
The giant black-armored samurai swung its war blade, carrying the force to split mountains and earth, crashing down towards Gremmy.
Sui-Feng's figure also vanished instantly, reappearing the next moment at Gremmy's flank and rear.
"Two-hit kill!" Suzumebachi's venomous needle stabbed like lightning towards the back of Gremmy's neck.
However, facing this thunderous frontal slash and deadly sneak attack from the side, Gremmy didn't even lift an eyelid.
"Annoying." He muttered softly, then raised his right hand, casually drawing a circle in the air with his index finger.
"Imagine, the infinite extension of distance."
Hum!
The unstoppable blade of Komamura's Myo'o, when still about ten meters above Gremmy's head, suddenly had the space in front of it infinitely stretched.
No matter how fiercely the blade struck down, the 'ten-meter' distance between it and Gremmy seemed to become an uncrossable chasm.
The blade futilely cut through the air, yet remained unable to touch its target at all.
And Sui-Feng's deadly thrust, at the very moment it was about to pierce the skin of Gremmy's neck, encountered the same strange phenomenon.
The 'distance' between her and the target was infinitely magnified.
Clearly so close, the tip of Suzumebachi seemed to be stabbing towards the distant horizon. No matter how she urged her Shunpo and Reiryoku, she could not advance even a single millimeter.
Komamura and Sui-Feng were horrified. This had completely exceeded their understanding of battle.