"!!??"
Swallowing the core of a Planetary Devastation… something unheard of!
Deepa's flesh, along with the half-digested steak in his stomach, was instantly crushed into blood and black residue, becoming nothing more than a thin coating around the black core.
Crack!
Once all impurities were stripped away, what remained was pure carbon, compressed tightly around the core by its immense gravitational force.
The final product… was a massive black diamond the size of an ostrich egg.
Akira weighed it in his hand. "That's got to be over a hundred carats. Destroying it with Divine Illumination would be a waste."
"The battle-crazed clown turned into a diamond… let's call it 'Joker King.'"
"I'll have Kakuzu find someone to cut and polish it later. Might make a nice ornament."
With a flick, the diamond vanished into a frozen time-space pocket.
At Kara's base, in the monitoring room—
Code: "What the hell did he just do!?"
Koji Kashin: "Looks like he made Deepa swallow something… whatever it was generated a massive gravitational force and crushed him from the inside."
Ao: "A diamond… it's actually pretty beautiful."
Amado adjusted his glasses. "Planetary Devastation, along with the Asura Path and Preta Path abilities he used before, are among the Six Paths powers of the Rinnegan. But what surprises me… is that he fired the gravitational core directly from his eye."
Delta trembled unconsciously. That move… the one he used on me…! Damn it, why is my body reacting again…!?
Jigen remained silent.
Back in the valley—
Unlike those watching comfortably from afar, Boro, standing on the battlefield, felt something entirely different.
Shock.
Pure, overwhelming terror.
If Akira could eliminate Deepa—someone on his level—in an instant… then he could do the same to him.
"Gulp."
Akira didn't even look at him.
Instead, his gaze shifted toward Mitsuki's body lying five meters away, separated from his head.
His eyes lingered between the body and the head for three seconds… before settling on the head.
"Divine Illumination."
Crack!
Mitsuki's head shattered under his gaze.
Akira used Universal Pull to draw the body toward him, activating Time Reversal.
Why the body and not the head?
Because the body still had clothes—restoring it would restore everything together.
If he chose the head alone, the restored body would be naked.
Whoosh!
Mitsuki's shattered head was retrieved from the timeline and reattached to his body.
Soul returned.
Death reversed.
Wounds vanished. Even his torn clothes were restored.
Mitsuki opened his eyes—and upon seeing Akira, he knew his struggle had not been in vain.
"Lord Shadow."
Silence filled the Kara base.
Silence filled Boro's mind.
Akira spoke calmly. "You did well. I'll overlook your unauthorized departure this time—but don't let it happen again."
"Also… I have a special gift for you when we return."
Mitsuki lowered his head. "I'm unworthy of any reward."
Akira smiled. "Once you know what it is… you won't refuse."
Sarada's eyes trembled. "Incredible… Lord Shadow can… revive the dead just like that… then Boruto… Boruto can still be saved…"
In front of Boruto's body, Himawari had cried herself into a hollow shell.
Her eyes were unfocused, her body motionless—like a broken doll.
Akira frowned slightly. "This child has suffered too much psychological trauma in such a short time… worse than Sasuke under Tsukuyomi. No… far worse. What she experienced today exceeds even the Uchiha massacre. Even Tsunade's medical ninjutsu might not…"
"Mitsuki, Sarada. Take her back to the Peach Paradise. Hand her over to your mistress, Hikari."
They gently lifted Himawari.
Mitsuki hesitated. "Lord Shadow… Boruto has been dead for over ten minutes, hasn't he? That exceeds your time reversal limit…"
Sharp observation.
Sarada froze. "W-what?"
Akira smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. If I say he won't die, then he won't."
He gave Sarada a calming look.
"Thank you…" Her heart finally settled.
Boruto… I leave him to you, Lord Shadow.
The three of them vanished.
Akira didn't move to revive Boruto.
Because from the very beginning… Boruto was never truly in danger of staying dead.
Momoshiki would act.
Akira turned toward Boro, who stood like a frightened bird.
As for Kawaki… the moment he saw Akira, he had already given up resisting, frozen in place.
Akira spoke lightly. "I heard you want my eyes. Is that true?"
Boro instinctively stepped back, drenched in sweat—then forced himself to steady.
Calm down… his instant kill must have conditions… otherwise I'd already be dead.
He grabbed Deepa before activating it! That's it! He needs physical contact!
So as long as I keep my distance, I'm safe!
And reviving the dead… that must be the legendary Rinnegan technique—Samsara of Heavenly Life!
There's nothing to fear! Don't be fooled!
My virus is lethal to all living beings! Even if it doesn't kill him immediately, my regeneration core will let me outlast him!
"I've got this!"
Boro regained his confidence.
He formed a hand seal and declared arrogantly, "That's right, Uchiha Akira! You should feel honored that I, Boro, have chosen your eyes!"
"Divine Illumination: Strip the Enemy."
Slash!
Boro's clothes disintegrated into ashes, leaving his obese body completely exposed.
Kara members: "!?"
Delta gagged. "Ugh…!!"
Koji muttered, "Delta seems to be having PTSD…"
Ao covered his face. "That's just visual pollution…"
Jigen frowned. "Silence. I'm watching."
Boro roared, "Destroying my clothes!? You think I care about something so childish!?"
From the vents embedded across his body, black mist erupted, rapidly spreading through the narrow valley.
"Hahaha! My virus is a physical attack! Your Rinnegan absorption is useless! If you get close, you inhale it! If you don't, it spreads anyway!"
"And one more thing—I've mixed explosives into the mist! Any chakra-based attack will trigger an explosion powerful enough to level this entire area! Don't even think about using Fire Release or Wind Release!"
Akira… almost laughed.
There's too much to complain about…
His eyes tracked every virus particle clearly.
They had no souls—Divine Illumination could erase them directly.
And his personal time barrier slowed them into a single cluster—making it even easier to wipe them out in one go.
The virus meant nothing.
The explosives meant even less.
Even if detonated, he could erase them instantly… or tank it with Susanoo.
Boro's "ultimate move" was meaningless.
If Akira wanted him dead… he wouldn't be playing around.
He stepped forward slightly—
"Stop."
A voice echoed behind him.
Akira paused and turned.
Boruto… stood up.
Not by pushing himself up—
He rose stiffly, pivoting unnaturally on his heels.
The hole in his chest rapidly healed with a blue flame. Even his destroyed heart was restored in an instant.
Momoshiki… you really did sacrifice a part of yourself to save him.
Blue patterns spread from Boruto's palm across his face, reaching his eye—
His pupil shifted.
The Jougan… awakened.
A pale horn emerged from his forehead.
Dark, overwhelming Ōtsutsuki chakra surged from his body.
Kāma, 80% extracted.
Ōtsutsuki Boruto—Kāma Stage 2.
A being on an entirely different level… had appeared.
He looked at Akira with a complicated expression. "Satisfied now? Your scheme worked again. I can no longer leave this brat… nor you…"
Akira smiled. "You could've refused. One life for one life. You could've dragged Boruto down with you."
Momoshiki smirked.
"I did consider it… just to see that look of regret on your face."
"But then I realized… I wouldn't be around to enjoy it."
"Ever since that day… I just can't let you go."
His voice echoed, layered with Boruto's.
"Enough of that."
"That inferior creature called Boro…"
"I will kill him myself."
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