Oozing with immense power, Darwin firmly grips his knuckles as he feels that what he had touched was just the tipped of an iceberg.
If Gorr's engine resembles a horse. Darwin's one would be compared to the mythical creatures like the dragons. The beating heart pulsates through his muscles, and down beneath the ground at which it trembles.
—-
"Harribel. What are these stronger variants of Vasto Lorde in the Great War, 3000 years ago?" Darwin asks.
Harribel analyses and points at a particular one. "I heard a long time ago, these variants are called Perdición. They were incredible rare in number. So rare, that there were only three in the Great War. Unfortunately, they all died out because the Shinigamis and Quincies were stronger together. But…"
"But what?" He curiously asked.
She slowly immerses herself in another realm, closing her eyes. She continues, "Their variants were new. They didn't have the necessary time to delve deeply into their powers. All they knew at that time was that their manipulation abilities was off the charts compared to other races and variants of Hollows."
Examining the murals again, Darwin begins processing Harribel's historical knowledge and profound information
"I might be able to harness this power." He solemnly said.
—-
Szayelaporro twists his neck left asking, "What is this form of yours, Darwin?"
Looking at Darwin giving him a dangerous red glint on his neon eyes. He unknowingly steps back out due to his survival instincts.
"Dangerous…"
Taking a closer look at Darwin's new demeanour and physique, Szayelaporro excitedly said, "Could this be Perdición?!"
Teleporting directly behind Szayelaporro, Darwin manipulates his arms, changing its shape into that of a pointed blade, thrusting his back whole.
With a split second of paralysis, Darwin tries for a second attack directly to his head. However, with such a small amount of paralysis poison, Szayelaporro manages to swiftly sonido somewhere else.
Yelping, his face twists and churns to the excruciating pain he is experiencing.
Latching onto the side of the canister with weakness, he slowly realises something is up with his hyper regeneration ability.
The acid spewing out of his intestines, he cries in horror, "What did you do to me?!"
'How! I analysed his purple gas to have no grevious properties. Don't tell me.' Szayelaporro looks at the purple liquid mixed with a tinge of yellow gnawing at his cells.
"Unbelievable…" He slyly chuckles, trying to take something from his tathered robe.
"I can't—" Unable to both finish his sentence and activate his hidden technology. Darwin cleaves Szayelaporro diagonally in half, with his upper body slowly sliding downwards, falling on to cold ground with his face shocked beyond belief.
—-
"Open up!" With repeated hard bangs reverberating behind Darwin, Gorr unleashes a torrent of diamond fists towards the blocked of exit.
With his final and explosive punch, he finally manages to crack open the unknown thick and densed material the wall was made of.
Looking back to Darwin, he said, "Quic…" He then notices what seemed like an unexpected outcome.
'He managed to defeat Szayelaporro?! Oh boy…' Questioning the situation and then coming to a swift conclusion from looking at the result.
Pacing up to Darwin, he pats on his shoulder before suddenly.
"Ughhh…" Falling down to his knees, Gorr grits his teeth as he begins rolling around, holding onto his voided stomach.
Darwin stares down with a cold and stern, psychopathic look rid of rational thinking.
Grabbing Gorr's enormous and heavy build with a pinch of his fingers, Darwin thrusts yet another blade directly to Gorr's face, finishing him with a devastating fatality. With Gorr's cold and bloodied body sprawled on the floor. Darwin scans around to see for any more living entities. Sensing no living presences nearby, he lifts his arms up absorbing both of Szayelaporro's and Gorr's bodies.
Darwin's Reishi explodes vastly, making his once small tank to that of an enormous dam comparable to a Vasto Lorde.
Looking at the dim light shine upon the stairways, he begins his autonomous marching, planting his heavy steps behind.
Releasing purple smoke from his exposed mouth. He continues dripping corrosive saliva below, creating a gloomy and deathly atmosphere surrounding him.
—-
"Quickly!" Harribel said laced with urgency as she moves through the Fourth Stratos, searching for Darwin's Reiatsu signature.
Rose, Appachi and Sung-sun all follow suit, as they venture through a bustling marketplace filled with Hollows of all species and sizes.
"Where could he be." Biting onto her white mask, Harribel unknowingly shows another side in contrast to her calm and composed one.
'Lady Harribel keeps thinking about the man!' Appachi sneers inwardly.
Rose also had a both a concern and disgusted look smearing her face.
"Lady Harribel. I don't think you should continue searching for this man. Knowing how unpredictable his nature can get, we might get the short end of the stick if we continue to stick around with him." Sung-sun persistently suggested.
Understanding her follower's concern for her wellbeing, Harribel falls into a dilemma considering Darwin's action. But that only made her feel the need to help him, reinforcing her ideals and desires. But, a stronger force was pulling her, weighing her down immensely. She remembers the past—Darwin, before he turned into this relentless force of destruction, when he was still good-natured, almost hopeful. The memories stir something profound in her, driving her not away but towards him, despite the looming danger. She recalls the promises made years ago before meeting with Darwin, the tragic past she didn't want to remember and it only strengthens her resolve as she reminisces on the vow she made from that day.
Sensing an explosive amount of familiar Reiatsu, Harribel and her followers look towards the line of direction.
"He is here! Quick!" Pacing through a chaotic atmosphere of Hollows running for their lives, Hollows wanting to have a look out of curiosity and those falling down to Darwin's chilling and sharp hands.
Harribel's typical composure begins to crack under the weight of the chaotic scene unfolding. She bites her mask down even further, tension rippling through her distressed body. Rose's brows furrowed and eyes narrowing as she contemplates the grim scene ahead. Sung-sun's voice cuts of, watching with her uneased group. And Appachi standing in front of Harribel with a guarded stance.
With the immense power unleashing at the forefront, the dreadful reality becomes unavoidable. At the center of the chaos, Darwin stands, a living nightmare. His cold, indifferent gaze and chilling, relentless sharp hands leave no purpose in his wake but pure destruction.
Harribel's heart races, her pulse quickens as she witnesses the transformation. Her once trusted ally has become something else entirely. Something that echoes the darkest days of the Great War.
"Perdición."
Her voice quivers with fear and disbelief. The creature before her is not just Darwin; he is the very embodiment of doom, just like the strongest Hollows of the past that had brought terror in the Great War.