Chapter 85: Chapter 83 The Power Of Immortality
With a violent crash, a red figure was sent flying through the air, blood spattering from his mouth as he hurtled backward.
It was Ryder, the Red Earl, struggling under an overwhelming force.
Despite being at the peak of his strength, excelling in both Haki and physical prowess, Ryder found himself utterly suppressed by Aizen. The gap between them was unmistakable—Aizen's Reiatsu armor outmatched Ryder's Armament Haki, and his combat experience, granted by the Aizen inheritance, left Ryder with no room to breathe.
The disparity was overwhelming. Aizen's calm, controlled demeanor contrasted with Ryder's growing desperation, as his every move was read and countered with ease. No matter how hard Ryder pushed, his strength seemed to be suffocated by Aizen's presence.
Meanwhile, the support warships from Marine Headquarters were speeding toward the Sabaody Archipelago. Ten Buster Call-class ships were dispatched, signaling a major military response. However, this was more out of necessity than strength.
Marine Headquarters had no Admirals to spare. Garp was occupied with maintaining order in the New World, Sengoku was locked in his responsibilities at Headquarters, and Kong, the Marshal of the Marines, couldn't afford to leave with the world's eyes on him. The powerful Vice Admirals, led by Tsuru, held the line at Headquarters. The Buster Call ships, while formidable, lacked Admiral-level support.
Their mission wasn't to defeat Aizen—there was no need. Aizen was already far beyond the need for assistance. Instead, they hoped to capture the Red Earl, Ryder. It was a strategy born of desperation.
Crane, watching from the command deck, thought quietly to herself. She had known something like this would happen. If Ryder was still fighting when they arrived, he would surely be captured. If the battle was over, they would have only come for formality.
But what interested her more was why Ryder had appeared near the Sabaody Archipelago in the first place. His presence here, facing Aizen, was a mystery.
"Crane Vice Admiral, we will arrive in 20 minutes. However, the latest intel indicates that Murphy Vice Admiral and the Red Earl are fighting on an uninhabited island near Sabaody Archipelago," an adjutant reported.
"Understood," Crane replied. Aizen's choice to fight on an uninhabited island made sense; he preferred to keep collateral damage away from civilians. It was in line with his nature.
Aizen's voice broke through the silence as he looked at Ryder, who was barely holding himself up, sword in hand.
"How does it feel to recognize the world's true face now, Ryder?" Aizen asked, his tone calm, almost pitying.
The surrounding scene was a testament to their battle. The land around them was devastated, cracked and broken from their clash. Thick smoke billowed from the destruction, obscuring the area further.
Ryder, struggling to remain standing, gritted his teeth. "The world...?" he muttered, his voice shaky. "This world... has become strange. You... You're just a kid, barely twenty, and yet you possess such power..."
Aizen smiled faintly, his eyes never leaving Ryder. "Do you want to join me, Ryder? I can offer you immortality. Power beyond anything you've ever dreamed of."
Ryder's eyes flickered with a mix of disbelief and curiosity. The concept of immortality was undeniably tempting, even for someone like him. Yet, before he could respond, Aizen casually pulled out an incomplete Hōgyoku from his cloak.
The moment the Hōgyoku was in his hands, Ryder's eyes locked onto it. He could sense the unimaginable power emanating from it. The mere sight of it was enough to stir something deep within him.
Without hesitation, Aizen crushed the Hōgyoku in his palm. The mysterious object shattered into forty pieces, its power now fragmented, but still exuding an undeniable allure.
Ryder's surprise was evident. "This... This power... is it really possible?" He couldn't help but wonder what Aizen intended with such an action.
But as the shattered pieces of the Hōgyoku fell to the ground, Ryder could feel a strange, almost palpable sense of loss. Despite the destruction, he couldn't shake the feeling that Aizen had only just begun to show his true strength.