[Black World Arc] The Heart of Flame ☢NUCLEAR FALLOUT WARNING☢

Let go.

Let. It. Go.

LET IT ALL GO!

These were the thoughts and feelings that were swirling around in the fist, heart and embodiment of The Nuclear Shark as he could feel his opponent attempting to constrain himself of these mental restraints. Yet, there was still so much bullshit clouding his judgement that this brawl was far from over in the eyes of lone berserker. The shell had been broken, but now it was time to fill its content with something whole.

"That's it. Shatter that primitive self and evolve further into the primal instinct. Tame it and make it yours."

The voice of Radioactive seemed more intrigued than anything else at this point. As if he was lost in the pursuit of awakening another foe from the clutches of despair. To this end is why he then began generating a horde of spikes from out of his chest and into the back of Verathius while he was still attempting to reform. Up to a total of two dozen were fired and they were outright doing their damnest to obliterate the spine of the male before The Shark Beast.

However, in spite of that, it seemed that the Arrancar still had a bit of bite left within him. This came in the form of an explosive burst of sheer annihilating heat that consumed all in its wake. And while it may proved to otherwise stop the strike -- the tail of the nuclear beast was still in tact and only suffered a few scorched marks across its scaly tips. Of course it hurt, and a small bit of energy left Radioactive, but his durability was on par with the likes of the Dai Itgo, The Platinum Wall. So that meant the endurance of pain AND injury that Radioactive could take was straight out of this world. And without Verathius's full resolve birthed? There was no chance that was going to stop him here.

So as this nuclear hulk was devoured by absolute fire, there would be nothing but a low grumble echoed throughout the area as Radioactive reached further into his power. While, on the opposite spectrum, Verathius was firing streak after streak of dazzling energy into the inferno; something sinister was raising to the surface within The Berserker. Yes, this burning sensation, this pain and the feeling of his opponents fangs baring against his skin was one that made The Radioactive Shinigami quite -- thrilled. Adrenaline was pumping, endrophins were rushing and the sheer delight of enduring bodily harm excited him.

Thus, while the world around him started to smolder and melt into glass, the embodiment of The Shark Beast still endured. How could this be? He survived this eruption of super nova heat by activating the nuclear fission within himself. Once his radioactive core was unlocked, it was but child's play for him to produce an energy shield strong enough to block out the odds of The Nuclear Berserker becoming a finely polished work of glass art. Sure, his entire body was beat red and steam oozed off of it like an unending sauna, but he was still alive and very much ready to continue with the battle.

"So...hahahaha....tell me...hahahahahaha....what the hell do you fight for, Mischevang?"

The voice of Radioactive seemed dazed, raspy and downright demonic as he posed that question. Clearly, internally, something was shifting and he was out of his ever living mind at this point.

Ah, yes. That was it.

Glorious pain. Sweet, sweet pain. That is all that filled Radioactive's mind. The warmth and the pleasure of testings ones durability was quite the high to find yourself lost in. If he didn't have the type of self control he worked centuries to obtain in order to tame his artificial Zanpakutō -- chances are -- Radioactive would have gone utterly berserk on Verathius at this point. Yet, instead, he let it guide him further into the flaming depths of his innermost power and found the color in his eyes -- vanished. It was almost as if Radioactive clocked out, but he was oh so much there in between those manic laughs of his.

"Power....? Glory....? Family....? Desire....? Tell me....why do you resist my primal urge and your own? I keep telling you and telling you....you won't beat me like that....but you won't listen..hahahaha...so I'll show you."

More and more, the psyche of the shark seemed to be questionable, but that deep desire to awaken change within his opponent was still there and it was raging. So, to further cement his instincts own desires in, a huge cluster of power surged forth into the nuclear hulks hands. In that moment, the nuclear fission core within himself underwent a critical reaction and began to compress and ignite a secondary nuclear fusion reaction within the body of the shark. In this time, the earth began to shatter, the clouds erupted into heaven shattering thunder and hundreds of thousands of volts of pure bioelectricity scattered across the field. The likes of which were more than capable of being equivalent to a spamming of master level cero's upon the body of Verathius and could inflict serious damage. This, coming in the form of paralyzation, extreme burns, damages to the nervous system and so on.

"Employing Thermonuclear Release: Activate Hydrogen Fusion Systems And Unleash Primary Eradication Method # 02."

The voice of Radioactive seemed almost robotic -- if it weren't for how raspy and downright demonic his tone was at this point. None the less, following that incantation, a hellish roar shattered its way across the lands and 1/6th of Radioactive's overall energy seemed to have faded away. Given that warning, it was clear that this was not going to be a simplistic attack. He was aiming to annihilate every single thing in sight and unleash one of the techniques used to help him erase countless Quincy platoons from existence during The Great Quincy War.

"Shockwave incoming in 3....2......1"

Ergo, as he clasped his hands together, nothing would dare stop him as an explosion of gold and white light expanded around him. For ten miles in every direction, the entire earth caved in and Verathius may find himself further smothered by this ungodly pressure and weight of energy. It would be enough to break the bonds between master level kido with relative effort, so it should stand to reason that his own durability would be weighed down. As, even Radioactive was not immune to this pull as blood started oozing from out of his mouth, eyes, nose and mouth from the sacrifices made to deploy this tool of mass destruction.

In fact, before he was devoured by this outburst of nuclear energy, the entirety of his fangs and eyes were devoured by blood and he seemed to have lost himself in the abyss of his own primal essence. This is because the light around was heavy enough to lift his body. What was so special about that? Regular light has the power to hold up things. When the celestial body of the sun is bearing down upon ones body in the heat of summer, the human body is being pressed downwards by the sun beams with a force of 2/100,000g. Yet, that is only a one-hundred of the weight of a mosquito. Thus, no matter how hot it is, one does not feel that sunlight is heavy.

So -- that ultimately meant the light holding this nuclear hulk up was extremely strong from the truly tremendous and steep volumes of energy that his body was producing at this point. To make things clearer: the light during this unveiling of hydrogen activation must have the energy of 4,100,000,000kW per 1m2. In comparison, an average city only holds 100,000,000kW. Thus making the amount of energy that Radioactive possessed was 41 times stronger than what a large sized city could produce. Fully translating into the fact that Verathius would be utterly butchered he dared to interfere with this attack while he was powering up. This was a one time activation method meant to ensure the completion of Radioactive's thermonuclear assaults due to the time it took to summon the power. And this Mischevang was about to find out why it took so long to achieve such a feat....

"Event protocols are now rendered unrestricted and permission has been given to become fully mobilized. Commencing with hydrogen eradication..."

Three

Two.

One.

BOOM.

In that instant, the light faded away from Radioactive and his ultimate defenses dispensed with it. But, in return, a one mile long shark comprised of sheer of golden energy unleashed it from the palms of his energy. Upon impact with the land around Verathius, a hydrogen explosion donated and devoured everything within a radius comparable to half of New York City. However, the destructive potential within the explosion was more than enough to destroy New York City three or four times over. Thus, having said that, only the strongest of techniques would have a chance against this attack. Even Grand Masters of their trades would need to summon the best of their ability and bring their absolute strongest to pit themselves against the genocidal power of Radioactive's true essence.

Thus, this also meant the total eradication of the Kora A'ina in the process and this realm would soon be reduced to ash. The question that remained in the air as everything was blown into oblivion was this: did he have what it took to withstand the awesome might of this blowout? Make no mistake, if there was not a sufficient response to this attack, then this fight was going to be over in this blow. That is was the ultimate attempt if Verathius failed to find that reason, that purpose and that true primal essence within himself.