𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘さんのイラストまとめ

@LivesForBattle — Akin to a whisper, his leg made its way through the air. The sword was at his neck, but then again, his foot was also about to land the hit.

The Monkey King managed to shift his body in such a way, that the Zanpakuto caught onto the side of his neck, rather than the —

@LivesForBattle — travelled through the metal of the sword, and consumed Kenpachi’s entire shape, smiting his very soul alongside that of his beloved Zanpakuto’s.

〝 Thank you, humanity is lucky to have had someone like you fight for it. 〞

[ #HEAVENVSHUMANITY ]

@LivesForBattle — With pain lacing its way within his voice, the King of the Heavens took a few seconds to bid his opponent a farewell.

〝 You did good. Get some rest. 〞

As his hand reached out, his open palm met with the blade once more. —

@LivesForBattle — him changed forms, in order to make him faster than ever before.

In one fluid motion that seemed to happen at the speed of thought, he had used his superior strength to rip the Zanpakuto out of Kenpachi’s calloused hand, spun on his heel, took it out, and rotated —

@LivesForBattle — Unconscious of his own actions, the Jaecheondaeseong would unleash the full extent of his power for one last motion.

A crown came to rest on his forehead— an artifact crafter by @QuamDei, capable of unleashing God’s smiting lightning— and the armor suits cloaking —

@LivesForBattle — motion, thus proving the unbelievable weight that the Bo Staff carried.

Without giving the other’s nervous system a chance to register the pain that would be a result of his left arm being ripped clean off, Mo-Ri threw another kick aimed to Kenpachi’s stomach. —

@LivesForBattle — not only his skin, but his nearly indestructible armor, and therefore, he was dangerous.

〝 I didn’t really want to use this, but you’re too good not to! 〞As Kenpachi would make an attempt to recover his senses, and go back on this offensive, something fell out —

@LivesForBattle — forest that had surrounded them previously, they were now standing on a barren land, devoid of life, and places to hide.

With his extended leg, he would then aim to crash the sole of his foot against Zenpachi’s face, and force him to take a step back, in order —

@LivesForBattle — his mind; ‘ Yeah, that’s the motion... ‘

After an instant that seemed like an eternity from behind the veil of his crimson hues, the top of his foot would connect to its intended target.

Once upon a time, that would have sent him flying kilometers away, but —

@LivesForBattle — He gracefully carved a path up to the other’s cheek as it would come closer to the ground, in order to stop him from ever hitting it, and delivering a blow powerful enough to disloacte his jaw.

As he thought, images of his human, adoptive grandfather rushed through his —