Kuroden stepped through the garganta followed by the man known as Mr. Bobo. HE was an odd fellow. A real clown to be honest, but from what he was told this man was an amazing fighter and Kuroden was glad to have him on his team for this mission. Kuroden sighed and while keeping his reitsu under control to where he was unseen release his ressurrection.
He drew his warhammer from his back and nearly browled out, "Take all of what's left of them, Ikou tou" A large plume of sand flew out kilometers in every direction. He took several deep breaths and grew to large black feathered wings from his back. All of his skin turned to a dark grey color and the hair on his head went more white than silver in color.
His usually silver eyes were now purple and light blue with the colors mixing seemingly melding around the iris. Two large horns protruded from Kuroden's temples and armor as black as teh Hueco Mundo sky covered his entire lower body and fore arms and hands. The power of his hierro was tripled and the strength of the hierro on his arms and legs was now quadrupled. The same went for his shoulders which now had two spikes on them.
His back was the most protected of his body with the hierro being five times stronger than before he resurrected. Several spikes along his back make up excellent armor along with two abnormally large ones over his shoulder blades that stick upward. His wings were made of no flesh and pure skin and bones with hardens feathers so it had two layers of hierro that were four times stronger than usual. His canines grew to three inches a piece on top and two on the bottom.
In his hand was his newly formed blade. It was shaped like a sycle and was as long as a staff. It was made from hardened skin and focused reitsu that at the tip can be disolved. The blade has the properties of a hierro and can be used to slice a normal arrancar in two with ample ease.
He smiled at Mr. Bobo and held up for fingers. The entire being that was the twelfth division below him began disintegrating and flowing into his hands as pure reiryoku. Everything that was on the inside could be seen now. Every piece of machinery. Everything big and small. Kuroden pointed the four fingers at the now clearly open base and fired off all of the collected energy at it.
Anyone that was not blind could see the forty shining ceros that blew everything inside the base to bits and pieces. Every piece of machinery on every floor of the barracks. All that was left of it was a smoldering pile of ash and a silver and light blue evanescence that lined the sky where his attack had flown.
He drew his warhammer from his back and nearly browled out, "Take all of what's left of them, Ikou tou" A large plume of sand flew out kilometers in every direction. He took several deep breaths and grew to large black feathered wings from his back. All of his skin turned to a dark grey color and the hair on his head went more white than silver in color.
His usually silver eyes were now purple and light blue with the colors mixing seemingly melding around the iris. Two large horns protruded from Kuroden's temples and armor as black as teh Hueco Mundo sky covered his entire lower body and fore arms and hands. The power of his hierro was tripled and the strength of the hierro on his arms and legs was now quadrupled. The same went for his shoulders which now had two spikes on them.
His back was the most protected of his body with the hierro being five times stronger than before he resurrected. Several spikes along his back make up excellent armor along with two abnormally large ones over his shoulder blades that stick upward. His wings were made of no flesh and pure skin and bones with hardens feathers so it had two layers of hierro that were four times stronger than usual. His canines grew to three inches a piece on top and two on the bottom.
In his hand was his newly formed blade. It was shaped like a sycle and was as long as a staff. It was made from hardened skin and focused reitsu that at the tip can be disolved. The blade has the properties of a hierro and can be used to slice a normal arrancar in two with ample ease.
He smiled at Mr. Bobo and held up for fingers. The entire being that was the twelfth division below him began disintegrating and flowing into his hands as pure reiryoku. Everything that was on the inside could be seen now. Every piece of machinery. Everything big and small. Kuroden pointed the four fingers at the now clearly open base and fired off all of the collected energy at it.
Anyone that was not blind could see the forty shining ceros that blew everything inside the base to bits and pieces. Every piece of machinery on every floor of the barracks. All that was left of it was a smoldering pile of ash and a silver and light blue evanescence that lined the sky where his attack had flown.
