HYUZ - Chapter 491: Creating the Future

Boom!!

A long, blue spear slammed into the ground in front of him with immense force, unleashing a shockwave that surged forward like a raging tide.

This time, Masatsuki Aozaki didn’t retreat. His form grew indistinct, as if melting into the air itself, slipping effortlessly through the hail of explosions.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Arrows rained down from every direction like a storm, kicking up towering plumes of smoke.

Amid the churning blue tide, Masatsuki Aozaki couldn’t see a thing—but he didn’t need to. Without hesitation, he drove his long blade into the ground beneath him.

Reduce All Creation to Ash!

In an instant, a black and crimson tornado burst into the sky, wrapping tightly around Masatsuki Aozaki.

The incoming blue arrows shattered on contact, torn apart by the swirling force, causing Yhwach’s eyes in the sky to flicker with unease.

RyĆ«jin Jakka—or Zanka no Tachi?

No, neither.

This wasn’t some ordinary flame. It was the remnants of a world consumed by fire.

Yhwach fell silent. He could already sense the decay radiating from the black mist—creeping into his flesh, seeping through the seams of his robes, trying to erode the body of the Son of God.

He chose to retreat—for now. That power was too dangerous.

Without hesitation, he flickered out of the black mist, launching himself toward the sky, ten thousand meters high.

But before he could take in his surroundings, a sharp instinct made him turn his gaze upward.

There—hovering above—was the White God, cold eyes locked directly on him.

Clang!!

A crescent of light flashed through the air, a massive arc of blade energy stretching dozens of meters, slicing precisely toward the enormous Heilig Pfeil Yhwach had been about to throw.

The spear-like arrow in his hand exploded on impact, the shockwave knocking him back and sending him falling.

Why is his power still rising? Yhwach wondered.

His form vanished again, reappearing some distance away as he prepared to hurl another arrow.

But just then, he slowly raised his head—and saw the deity already waiting for him.

RyĆ«jin Jakka: First Style — Slash!

Swish!!

The sword sliced through the air, leaving a black and red gash across the sky like a rift in the heavens.

Yhwach vanished again, only to reappear hundreds of meters away.

He glanced down. A single slash line traced across his body, cutting deep into the noble flesh of a king.

Black and white Reiatsu leaked from the wound—one even his own power could not mend.

But facing an attack from an equal, Yhwach neither flinched nor faltered.

Like him, the other was a being beyond the mundane—so it was only natural they could do the extraordinary. Nothing about this surprised him.

His brow twitched slightly, a flicker of pain flashing through his expression—but it faded just as quickly, as if such agony was nothing to him.

And then—Masatsuki Aozaki appeared once more.

Long sword in hand, raised high, he unleashed a surge of overwhelming Reiatsu.

He swung his blade, effortlessly smashing the Reishi arrows that flew at him, then lunged forward without hesitation.

At the same time, two figures burst from the haze—the Banshƍ Senran sisters striking from behind.

This time, Yhwach didn’t try to dodge.

He knew—there was nowhere left to run.

Qual Kreis!

He raised his left hand and quickly conjured several arrow-shaped streams of Reishi, trying to pin down the three of them.

But Masatsuki Aozaki and the Banshƍ Senran sisters broke free almost instantly, continuing their assault on Yhwach.

The clashing Reiatsu shrieked through the air, a piercing sound that seemed to echo the brutality of their battle.

Three blades closed in on Yhwach, each one plunging into his shoulders and throat.

The strikes were so fast that he could even hear the faint whisper of steel slicing through his hair.

Yet in that split second, a twisted grin spread across his face—and just as Masatsuki Aozaki moved, he closed his eyes.

The Schrift "A"—it stood for Almighty. The power to know and alter the future.

And now, this Quincy King who wielded that divine power opened his eyes as death loomed before him!

The world seemed to freeze for a breath, then erupted into blinding brilliance.

As the power of the gods returned to the world, pillars of overwhelming Reiatsu shot skyward.

Hundreds—thousands—of blue lights streaked across the sky like meteors, merging one after another into Yhwach’s body.

Seeing the three spinning pupils in Yhwach’s eyes, Masatsuki Aozaki couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion.

So in the end
 this guy sacrificed the entire Wandenreich just for this moment.

As the surging power swelled within him, Yhwach slowly stood, his posture lofty, as if he meant to look down on the three before him.

The Banshƍ Senran sisters exchanged a glance with Masatsuki Aozaki. With a faint nod, they vanished like a breeze.

Those two women
 sure ran off fast!

Yhwach understood—they had sensed this divine power and, inevitably, were overcome by fear and fled.

Cowardly, perhaps—but understandable.

“They're your Zanpakutƍ spirits, aren't they? I didn’t think they'd be so cowardly—abandoning their master to save themselves.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? I just don’t need their help anymore. Killing you only takes me.”

Masatsuki Aozaki answered calmly, then gripped his long blade and slashed hard behind him.

Yhwach reappeared, lifting the Quincy Cross Blade high.

The thin blade shimmered with force, kicking up a storm that sent his black hair flying, while sparks burst from Masatsuki Aozaki’s black katana.

As expected, the Quincy Cross Blade was cut in two once more.

But blood spilled from Masatsuki Aozaki’s chest.

The ground let out a deep groan, cracking under his feet. His Shihakushƍ and Haori tore apart, flesh and bone within clearly torn.

Yet as he rolled his shoulders, the wounds closed and healed on their own.

Looking at Yhwach again—his body, which should’ve been split by the blade, remained completely untouched, as if nothing had ever harmed him.

“This is The Almighty—the power to change the future.”

He casually swung his sword, aiming this time at Masatsuki Aozaki’s neck.

“It’s over, Masatsuki Aozaki. This future belongs to me.”

But the raised blade hesitated.

Pain—intense and sudden—coursed through the Quincy's body, as if he’d been cleaved in half.

No—he really had been.

His body was splitting into two.

How?! How could this be?!

He hadn’t seen this future.

Masatsuki Aozaki, as if reading his thoughts, spoke calmly:

“I just created this future. Not bad, right?”

His black hair danced in the air as he gave his sword a light flick.

You’ve got to be kidding me


Yhwach’s eyes widened in disbelief—but the godlike power he so trusted gave him no response.

No matter how he looked at it—what lay ahead was only death!