Out land Clash: A Conflict Outside The Capital City [Iceland Event Mission]

Dellapero's eyes shifted toward the crimson barrier in the distance while they waited for the Demon's response. He sensed out the dark powers in conflict under the blackened shield. The intensity only continued to escalate, the fluctuations in power apparent even while most of it was masked by the defenses of Shadowfall's false city. He wondered what the result would be when things finally came to an end and what would come to be after this war came to its bitter conclusion. Across Iceland there were flares of energy from individual battles reaching their climax, others ending soon after. The auras of darkness flooded the sky in greater number with each passing moment. It wasn't looking very good for them, and he didn't want to think of how many had been lost thus far in the ever-expanding death counter of war. Multiple powers rivaling that of Even Azure had now come to Iceland, and he had no idea who the one actually fighting the Vanguard's leader was or how powerful they were under the veil of shadow.

These thoughts were cut when the Human started to feel the changes in energy around the outskirts and the unexpected call of a Shinigami's renowned weapon being brought to the surface. Their energy flooded the area like a tsunami, reminding him of a similar power he contended with not long ago before this war even began. It was monstrous compared to most, not something he could could contend with very easily unless he brought out the peak of his own strength and all of his determination. So why conjure such a power right off the bat against someone drastically weaker than even himself? it was war, something to take more seriously than most things, but there wasn't even any restraint in the Shinigami's action. They pulled forth what he assumed to be the epitome of their power just like that and put the Demon in an absolutely hopeless scene. This was over before it even began, or even before kakine made their debut. The soldier was just too outmatched, never able to achieve the victory they desired.

At the least, Dellapero intended to hold himself back and let the soul live on when this was all over. With Kakine...He didn't even know if the lone general could even survive the pressure of their bankai, let alone any serious attacks that could follow. A sigh escaped him, eyes analyzing the transition of the stronger ally's zanpakto taking on a new form. It was something he didn't see very often, and they always had an interesting and unique display to unveil the nature of their weapon. He didn't expect to see a woman of all things manifest from the blade's transformation though. The Unknown didn't know all that much about the mechanics of Shinigami, but vaguely he could recall a similar instance with another he met in the past that possessed the ability to manifest a living entity in the real world. Something was wrong though...

In the corer of the Human's eye he noticed something odd. Some form of seal was expanding from under their feet and moving to cover the battlefield. He could feel the darkness that manifested it and the cursed nature it intended to create. Things like this were his specialty to deal with. He quickly moved his hand to grab the grip of his own sword; though only one for now. He didn't desire them for battle, but the unique properties he could call upon through them. His directive changed to addressing the mark, leaving the Demon to Kakine entirely. It wasn't like they didn't have things in order already. The true strength of his swords would be an inevitability in these times of war, so revealing it earlier wouldn't be an issue for him.

The swordsman unsheathed his sword, focusing his energy through it to tap into the hidden nature it harbored. A white light began to pour out from the sword, its energy changing from a generic green aura, to a pure white divinity that embodied all that was pure and holy. The Katanas shape shifted, contorting into the form of a large bastard sword that reflected the color of the brightest white. Its aura alone just from manifesting caused the seal to react, crimson gas rising up from the ground around him. The demonic energy was being assaulted by the blade's mere presence, the darkness quelled and dispersed as the Lightbringer came to be. Grance's weapon made its final transition.

Dellapero's power in general had smoothly increased an entire level through this action. Though still not on par with his associate, it had been a quick and immediate change to bring him that much closer to the peak of the world's strongest combatants. Holy energy poured out from his body, spilling out to the markers below and distorting it. In one quick motion, the Human spun the blade in his hand, plunging it into the ground as the ritual was taking place. His eyes .raised to the Demon that orchestrated this, watching their madness intensify at the thought of their dark plans coming to flourish. Their screams of victory would be short lived. He willed the power of the Lightbringer to release upon the ground and the tainted markings that painted the ground.

Before the ritual could conclude and anything could be properly transmitted, an enormous wave of purifying energy shot through the ground, spilling outward and aiming to consume the entire curse in its light. Cracks of electricity manifested in the air from the two powers clashing, but without a stronger conduit to counter the nature of his weapon, the battle would not last. Whether the sacrifices continued or not or the energy of those subjects was simply drained would be unknown, but the ritual wouldn't successfully finish whatever demented task it intended to achieve. The center of origin manifested around the Human, its presence giving him an extra layer of protection from the twisted energies of Hell The surge spread across the battlefield, turning the seal from its blood-forged red to a temporal white. It glowed, the energy of the Lightbringer overwriting it and slowly purifying the area of any demonic magic in place.

The light ebbed, the seal vanished and anything that were to come of its conclusion was ceased. Throughout all of this he said not a word, focusing only on the task he assigned to himself in those moments. Whatever happened as a result of the ritual's disruption was unknown, as was how the fates of the sacrifices would change. In any light Kakine no longer needed to spend the energy on quelling the seal after it had already nearly completed. It had been purified at a much earlier stage, nullifying any chance of the worst case scenario coming to be. He pulled the Lightbringer from the ground, the last traces of the seal's power now burning away by the weapon's light. It glowed vibrantly, slowly dimming as the energy pushed through it was retracted.

"People knowing what I can do doesn't really concern me, even if they succeeded after that. My powers have always been more direct anyway, so anyone would find out in the first few minutes of a fight regardless."

Which was true. His abilities basically could be easily broken down. He got stronger as he fought, could purify things of taint, and virtually cut anything in existence. There wasn't much to think about or prepare for against him. Dellapero didn't bother sealing the ascended power of his blade. In war there wouldn't be much of a break between battles anyway. He moved it back to its sheath, however. The holster adjusted to the increased size of the blade and contained its released form for the time being. Soon enough it would be time for it to be drawn once again. The green lightning that coursed around him began to die down, though still remained in a passive form of occasional sparks. His body had adjusted over the short tim e of the skirmish, his normal strength return to him and ready to ascend to the next level when things progressed. He looked to where the Demon once stood, if they even remained. If they were still there, then things would conclude in a matter of moments with Kakine's power as it was.

"For a few minutes, sure. If no one else comes, i'd rather go help some of our allies in their plight until their battle concludes. With your power, standing guard alone for a bit shouldn't be an issue. "

The battle in the main city may have gone on for some time with the two superpowers at work. A few of the other battles across Iceland were nearing their conclusion though. As long as there was time and no other forces arrived to claim the outskirts for their own, he would use the window to save as many of the others in the war as possible before the concluding moments in the dome of Hell close by. Just to be sure though, the Human could wait a little longer to feel out any potential enemies drawing closer. His senses were at their best, augmented hearing, sight, and focused sensory on spiritual currents all working in tandem to detect any foreign power approaching as quickly as possible.