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"Die already!"
In the next moment, a blinding flash of light lit up the grand hall. Tendo Kisara unleashed her deadliest and most refined sword technique—the one she had modified and perfected herself.
Across from her, the aging Tendo Kikunojo tried to dodge, but how could he possibly keep up with Kisara? He was way past his prime.
With one clean slash, her blade cut straight through Kikunojo's neck.
Shlick!
Blood spurted like a fountain as his head was cleanly severed from his body.
Kisara stood still, gripping her sword tightly, her eyes cold as ice, watching Kikunojo's head roll across the floor.
She didn't flinch as blood splashed onto her face. She didn't react as the blood on her sword slowly dripped from the tip, forming a dark red puddle on the ground.
After a while, Renzo walked over, waved his hand, and used a cleaning spell to wipe away all the blood debts from Kisara's body.
Then, he pulled Kisara into his arms and gently rubbed her back to comfort her. "Alright, the first enemy is down. I told you, I'd help you get your revenge. But don't drown in this hatred forever. These trash aren't worth it."
"Yeah..."
Kisara nodded softly and leaned into him before stepping back.
Just then, Renzo turned to the terrified Seitenshi, ready to say something.
BANG!
One of the doors in the hall suddenly burst open. Yasuwaki Takuto barged in, gun in hand, leading a squad as they stormed inside. He pointed his weapon directly at Renzo and shouted, "Hands up! Get on your knees and surrender, or else—"
Before he could finish, Renzo's expression turned cold.
Whoosh!
In a blink, he was in front of the guy, landing a brutal kick right into his mouth.
Takuto flew back like a ragdoll, crashing into the hallway wall behind him.
BAM!
The impact created a massive dent in the wall. Blood splattered everywhere, and his face was a mess of broken teeth and ruined flesh. He was out cold.
Whoosh!
The other guards instinctively backed up, raising their guns and aiming at Renzo.
"Don't move!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the next second, Renzo flashed past them like lightning.
Every last one of them got launched through the air, ending up in a crumpled heap against the far wall.
As for Takuto? He was already dead, crushed underneath the bodies of his comrades who landed on top of him.
"You... how could you do that?! Captain Yasuwaki had nothing against you! Why would you kill him?!" Seitenshi cried out, unable to hold back.
"Hah!"
Renzo turned to her and scoffed coldly. "You're kidding, right? You actually thought that guy was a good person?"
"Do you even know how many atrocities he committed behind your back using the power and authority you gave him?"
"He tortured and killed dozens of Cursed Children for fun. And that's just the part you know. You really think that scumbag was worth saving?"
"Also, he was one of Kikunojo's people. One of the old bastard's lapdogs."
Just the stuff he did in the original timeline—not to mention his pervy obsession with Seitenshi—was reason enough for Renzo to end him right there.
Yeah, maybe it was a bit of a double standard.
But so what?
Renzo owned that double standard. Proudly.
"N-No way..."
Seitenshi turned pale, her beautiful face filled with disbelief.
Renzo casually flipped out a projection device and tossed it to the ground in front of her.
Then he signaled Red Queen to play all the dirty records they'd collected on Takuto and the rest of the dirty clans — all their crimes, their abuse of Cursed Children, and their shady dealings.
All of it was instantly uploaded to the entire Tokyo network.
The whole city erupted in shock.
People were furious, demanding the Tendo clan pay for their sins. Especially those who had long mistreated the Cursed Children—they now pretended to be the most outraged and righteous of all.
Disgusting hypocrisy.
The sheer weight of the evidence made it impossible for Seitenshi to deny any of it. But now she was completely lost, overwhelmed, not knowing what to do.
That's when Renzo officially began his purge and reconstruction of the Tokyo region.
Of course, Seitenshi remained the figurehead in public, while Renzo was the one truly calling the shots from behind the scenes.
He even gave her a smartwatch—if she had questions, she could ask Red Queen directly. If Red Queen couldn't handle it, then she could come to him.
Naturally, Red Queen was something Renzo had already created a while back. His underground base was now fully managed by her.
After that, Renzo took Tendo Kisara with him to eliminate the rest of her enemies—even the ones hiding out in other regions. He had everything planned.
Kisara was given full control of the Tendo clan's assets and responsibilities. She immediately began restructuring the entire family business.
Oh, and as a side note—the relic known as 'the Legacy of the Seven Stars' ended up attracting a Gastrea from the Twelve Zodiac: Scorpio.
Renzo didn't even blink. One slash of his Kyōka Suigetsu and the thing was sliced clean in two. Dead, no revival.
For monsters with insane regeneration and vitality, nothing beats a Zanpakuto.
Once he got all the affairs sorted and delegated, Renzo re-entered the consciousness space.
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consciousness space
It was just after lunch. Everyone was still there, discussing chakra and Sage arts.
As soon as he arrived, the others turned to look.
"Oh, it's you again."
Some glanced over, then quickly returned to what they were doing.
Only Apocalypse Renzo grinned and asked, "So? You all done over there? Did the Tokyo purge go well? What's the status on the Initiators? Did you crack the Gastrea gene code yet?"
"Yeah, it's fully decoded," Black Renzo nodded. "I've got a few ideas too. Want to brainstorm with me?"
After sharing his memories and new powers with the group, Black Renzo moved off to the side with Apocalypse Renzo to talk privately.
"Enju and Fuse Midori's infection levels are already above 41%. Fifty percent is the limit. I don't have much time left..."
He paused.
"I want to create a cure as soon as possible. And if not that, at least develop a more effective Gastrea gene suppressant."
As they talked, Apocalypse Renzo stayed fully engaged, answering every question.
He was seriously passionate about Gastrea genes. Even aside from helping out Black Renzo, he was personally aiming to develop a real evolutionary drug based on them.
One that would allow humans to gain animal-like abilities.
It would literally give people superpowers—beast-based, insect-based, you name it.
All of them heavily evolved, surpassing their original animal counterparts by miles.
The potential was insane.
"Heh... this guy's hardcore. First thing he did was kill Tendo Kikunojo, then jumped straight into purging and rebuilding Tokyo."
Aizen smiled as he glanced at Black Renzo, still deep in discussion with Apocalypse Renzo.
"Well, hey—it's that trash world. And you gotta cut through the chaos fast," Pirate Renzo shrugged.
He completely approved of Black Renzo's recent actions. Honestly, it was exactly what he would've done in his world.
If he had the strength and time, he'd already have sailed to Mary Geoise, wiped out the Celestial Dragons, killed Imu, and crushed the Five Elders and all their lapdog CPO agents.
Total world overhaul. New era.
"Totally agree," Aizen nodded. He liked that style too.
Though, he had his own world crises to deal with.
Hueco Mundo wasn't the issue—he hadn't done the Vizard experiments like in the original story, but the Arrancar program was well underway.
Still, everything was under control.
What really had him on edge were the hidden Quincies lurking in the shadow of Soul Society—Wandenreich, the Invisible Empire.
Especially Yhwach.
"Can't let him recover his full power. If he does, he'll be a threat to me and all of Soul Society."
"I need to power up fast and end him first," Aizen thought to himself.
Which was why he was so eager to get his hands on a physical body—only then could he fully harness the powers of the other Renzos.
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