Chapter 498

He began to pace back and forth beside Hitsugaya Toushirō.

In an instant, Imbell seemed to feel that the magical power he could control had become much less.

The blizzard produced by his own magic gradually began to grow smaller.

It couldn't really be said to have grown smaller; it was just that the range Imbell could control had become much smaller.

So small it was almost negligible, yet Hitsugaya Toushirō didn't feel any change at all.

Wielding the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō, Hyōrinmaru, he was born to be the sovereign of frost.

Within this entire region, no one could be his opponent.

"Hyōketsu Shin'i!"

Imbell took a deep breath and exhaled, and a layer of pale green frost appeared beneath his feet.

He directly activated his strongest technique, forging the ice of the Demon World—which could freeze everything—into a suit of armor.

The struggle between the two was very simple: whoever could command more frost would better control the battle.

"Interesting, so this is your strongest technique, is it?"

"Then I suppose it's about time I showed a little of what I can do as well."

"Bankai! Daiguren Hyōrinmaru!"

Hitsugaya Toushirō roared, and twelve great crimson lotus petals appeared behind him........

Having released his Bankai, Hitsugaya Toushirō unleashed a wide-ranging wave of cold air, generating an ice dragon whose massive ice wings extended from the wrist gripping his blade, while three giant petal-shaped ice crystals manifested on his back.

Even just a single roar from that ice dragon was enough to make a thicker layer of frost spread continuously across the ground.

And the appearance of this technique directly made the look in Imbell's eyes grow even more solemn.

"Truly a foe worthy of making even Your Majesty feel wary."

"If it were anyone else, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have much chance of winning."

"But the battlefield is here, and our abilities are so similar."

"I! Could never lose to you!"

Imbell roared and charged forward like a cannonball.

In the blink of an eye he had already covered a dozen meters, rushing toward Hitsugaya Toushirō.

"Clang!"

The ice blade and Hyōrinmaru collided, and a crisp ring of steel rang out.

"Bang!"

The frost beneath their feet began to shatter violently, and the surrounding blizzard grew increasingly ferocious.

In barely an instant, the ground had already begun to collapse with a thunderous crash.

Countless waves of cold air began spreading outward in all directions.

"Crack!"

Gripping the ice blade forged from the ice of the Demon World, Imbell had originally been brimming with confidence.

Because whether it was a person or an object, anything that touched the ice on his body would be assimilated and shattered.

This was his ever-victorious technique, yet what was unfolding before his eyes filled Imbell with a hint of panic..