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Chapter 410: Power of a God, Chibaku Tensei
Rumble—!!! The world was turned upside down. A literal inversion of heaven and earth.
The thousands of miles of wasteland that served as their battlefield now resembled building blocks being kneaded wantonly by a mischievous child. Countless massive tectonic plates of bedrock were forcibly stripped away by the gravitational pull from the heavens. The earth let out teeth-aching groans as it fractured. The entire continental shelf seemed to be uprooted in a single moment!
Trapped in the center of the gravity well, Sengoku and the others were like a few ants caught in the eye of a storm. They had absolutely no leverage. They could only fly uncontrollably toward that pitch-black gravity core, swept along by the apocalyptic torrent.
"Dammit! Stop this right now!!"
Akainu let out a wrathful roar. The Zanka no Tachi in his grip still radiated a terrifying heat capable of vaporizing all creation.
Facing an inverted mountain peak crashing head-on toward him... Akainu didn't hesitate; he didn't even blink an eye.
"Zanka no Tachi, North: Tenchi Kaijin!!"
Slash—! A strike entirely imperceptible to the naked eye swept past. There was no explosion. There was no thunderous boom.
That mountain peak, towering thousands of meters high and weighing hundreds of millions of tons... the instant it touched the blade's edge... It was like a pencil drawing erased by a rubber eraser. It vanished without a trace in a split second!
This was the might of the strongest Zanpakuto in the Bleach world. Utter annihilation upon contact! Even the very air where the mountain had once been was thoroughly burned through by the extreme heat of that slash.
"Hmph, a cheap parlor trick."
Akainu sneered, the killing intent in his eyes surging rather than diminishing. He didn't care if it was ninjutsu or dark magic. In the face of fifteen million degrees of absolute heat, there wasn't a single substance that couldn't be incinerated!
However... Before the cold smirk on his lips could fully bloom... His pupils suddenly shrank to pinpricks.
Because right behind the mountain peak he had just erased... Closely following it was an entire unbroken mountain range crashing toward him! It wasn't just mountains. There were forests, rivers, and veins of hard ore buried deep within the earth. Like an endless swarm of locusts, they densely blotted out Akainu's entire field of vision.
"What?!"
Akainu's heart fiercely skipped a beat.
He couldn't burn it all! He simply couldn't burn it all! No matter how fast he swung his blade, no matter how powerful the Zanka no Tachi was... This damned "Chibaku Tensei" was trying to crush them to death with the mass of the entire earth!
"What a truly troublesome ability..."
Just as Akainu was about to be swallowed by the mudslide of debris... A lazy yet heavy voice rang out by his ear.
"Yasakani no Magatama: Dust Release Great Sweep!"
Hum—!!! Countless dazzling golden projectiles shot in from the flank. Only this time... The center of those projectiles wasn't gold; instead, they carried an eerie, milky-white halo.
The light bullets crashed into the towering wave of bedrock. They didn't detonate. Instead, upon contact, transparent, cube-shaped barriers rapidly expanded outward. All matter caught within the barriers, whether stone or metal, was instantly broken down into microscopic atomic dust!
It was Admiral Kizaru!
Even he had lost his usual nonchalance, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. That wave of attacks just now had drained nearly every ounce of stamina in his body. Yet against that sky-blotting prison of stone, it had merely cleared out a tiny, temporary vacuum zone.
"Sakazuki! Don't zone out!"
"The scale of this thing is way too massive; pure destruction is completely useless!"
Kizaru roared, a trace of panic creeping into his tone for the first time.
"No matter how much we destroy, that core will just attract even more debris!"
"It's like a bottomless pit!"
"If we don't smash that core, we're going to get buried alive in here eventually!"
Akainu clenched his teeth, staring fixedly at the tiny black dot in the sky. The distance was too great! Furthermore, there were simply too many obstacles! Every time he tried to charge upward, countless massive boulders swarmed him like flies, completely obstructing his path.
"Then carve a path out for me!!"
Right at that moment... A furious roar echoed like a clap of thunder.
Boom!!! A figure emanating blue-green steam smashed through the overlapping layers of rock barricades like a cannonball. It was Garp!
Currently, the appearance of the Marine Hero was tragically grim in the extreme. The skin all over his body had split open in massive patches due to the burden of the Eight Inner Gates, drenching him in blood. His right arm was twisted at a grotesque angle.
Yet he was still throwing punches! Using his sole remaining left fist, he furiously pummeled everything in sight.
"Fist Bone: Sage Art: Wild Barrage!!"
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—! The air was compressed to the absolute limit. Every punch blasted a vacuum crater hundreds of meters in diameter through the void. The boulders pulled in by gravity were pulverized the second they met the pressure of his fists.
Dust filled the sky. Like a tireless shredder, Garp forcibly carved a path through the torrent of rock.
"Sengoku! Stop playing possum over there!"
While swinging his fists with wild abandon, Garp looked back and bellowed at the golden Buddha.
"Use your shockwaves and blow this debris away!"
"Otherwise, our line of sight will be blocked, and we won't even be able to see where that bastard is!"
Sengoku was in no position to voice his bitter complaints. In this high-gravity environment, his massive golden Buddha form was practically a walking target. Countless fragments of stone pelted his golden body like bullets, ringing out with a continuous metallic clinking.
"I know! You crazy old coot!"
Sengoku took a deep breath, violently thrusting his enormous golden palms forward.
"Buddha Impact: Great Brahma Sound!!"
Hum—! A visible golden shockwave swept outward like a tsunami. This shockwave wasn't meant to kill. It was meant to clear the airspace!
The furious current of air instantly scattered all the stony remnants and debris for several kilometers. A straight path leading directly to the sky finally revealed itself to their eyes.
At the very end of that path... Was Madara Uchiha, floating ten thousand meters high, looking down upon all living things like a deity!
"Oh?"
Madara crossed his arms, staring down at the struggling Marines with an expression of sheer amusement. It was exactly like a child watching crickets fight in a jar.
"To think you can still coordinate a counterattack in such a desperate situation."
"I must admit, your will to survive has genuinely changed my opinion of you."
A cruel curve formed on Madara's lips. Inside his purple Rinnegan, a heart-stopping light flickered.
"However..."
"Haven't you misunderstood something?"
"A jutsu like Chibaku Tensei..."
Madara slowly raised his right hand, violently clenching it into a fist toward the empty space below.
"Is far more than simply throwing rocks!"
Rumble—!!! The gravitational pull, which had previously only dragged things upward, underwent a drastic mutation. Those massive rocks, mountain ranges, and even the tectonic plates suspended in midair...
Received a command at that very moment. They began to furiously compress toward the center!
It wasn't just piling up. It was a collapse! That tiny black gravity sphere instantly erupted with a suction force ten times more terrifying than before.
"Not good!!!"
Charging upward, Garp's face instantly went deathly pale. He felt as if his body were being crushed in the iron grip of a massive, invisible hand.
Even with the Gate of Wonder open, even with the enhancement of Sage Arts... At this moment, he was like a fly trapped in amber, completely immobilized!
Crack, crack— The rocks in the surroundings that had just been cleared away slammed shut at a speed ten times faster than before. It was like a giant maw attempting to swallow the heavens and the earth, aiming to gulp down these five mortals who dared challenge divine might in one bite!
"We're finished..."
Looking at the rapidly closing dome of rock overhead, a trace of despair entered Aokiji's eyes for the first time.
The weight of an entire continent. Coupled with a Six Paths-level gravitational seal. Once it fully clamped shut... Even a god would be crushed into meat paste!
"Gurarara... Is this the power of a God?"
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