Uchiha Tobirama's mocking voice echoed through the deathly silent underground corridor.
Like a lofty god gazing down at clowns who didn't know their own limits.
Night Raid's leader, Najenda, took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the humiliation boiling in her chest. She knew better than anyone that when facing a monster of this level, pride was the most useless thing of all.
"Sir!"
Najenda suddenly looked up. Her single eye locked onto Tobirama as she threw out her final trump card.
"As long as you're willing to join Night Raid—so long as it's within our power—no matter what conditions you propose, we'll fulfill them unconditionally!"
"Money, power, status, even…"
She clenched her teeth and glanced at Akame, Mine, and Leone behind her.
"Even women! As long as you say the word, Night Raid will do everything in its power to get them for you!"
This was the greatest sincerity she could offer.
However—
"Pfft—"
Tobirama let out a sneer, without the slightest attempt to hide his contempt.
He looked at Najenda as if she were an idiot, the deep Reincarnation Rinnegan in his eyes filled with naked disdain.
"This is your bargaining chip?"
"Is there water in your brain? Are you really spewing this kind of nonsense at me?"
He leaned forward slightly, and that terrifying imperial aura surged once more.
"Listen carefully."
"As long as I crush all of you insects to death right now—"
"Your lives, the Imperial Arms in your hands, including you women—will all become my spoils of war."
"You're offering me things that already belong to me?"
His gaze turned icy.
"Trying to get something for nothing? Who gave you the courage?!"
Boom!
This overwhelmingly domineering yet perfectly logical bandit reasoning left Najenda utterly speechless.
Her face drained of color. She opened her mouth, but not a single word came out.
It was true.
In a world where the strong devoured the weak, if the opponent could kill them all, then everything they possessed would naturally belong to him.
Why would he need to accept Night Raid's conditions?
Najenda fell silent.
But just because she could endure it didn't mean everyone else could.
"You bastard! Don't be so arrogant!"
The hot-tempered "Big Bro," Bulat, suddenly stepped forward.
Clutching his sword-type Imperial Arm, his face twisted with fury.
"Who do you think you are? Do you really believe you're invincible?!"
At the same time, Lubbock—who had long admired Najenda—saw his beloved leader humiliated. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
"That's right! So what if you're strong?!"
He flicked both hands, and the sharp threads of his Imperial Arm, Infinite Uses: Cross Tail, instantly filled the corridor.
He glared at Tobirama with a warped expression.
"There are six Imperial Arms users here!"
"Even the Empire's strongest general, Esdeath, wouldn't dare claim she could face all of us at once!"
"Everyone, attack together! I don't believe he can handle us alone!"
Lubbock's roar ignited the battle intent of the Night Raid members.
Leone let out a beast-like growl as her claws extended.
Mine grit her teeth and hoisted Pumpkin back into her arms.
Bulat slammed his sword-type Imperial Arm into the ground and roared to the heavens.
"Incursio!!!"
Boom!
A set of silver-white heavy armor instantly enveloped Bulat's entire body, violent air currents raging wildly through the corridor.
Facing a situation where they were ready to swarm him at any moment—
Tobirama didn't even lift an eyelid.
"Esdeath?"
"Don't compare me to someone who hasn't even glimpsed the edge of the universe."
He slowly shook his head, looking at them as though they were a few ants biting in vain.
"Frogs at the bottom of a well."
"Today, I'll let you trash witness—"
"What true power looks like."
The moment his words fell—
The Six-Tomoe Reincarnation Rinnegan in Tobirama's eyes erupted with an eerie purple glow!
Limbo: Border Jail!
Buzz—!
No hand seals. No chakra fluctuations. Not even a ripple in the air.
Four "shadows" that existed in a different dimension—imperceptible to ordinary people yet possessing strength identical to the original—charged straight into the Night Raid formation!
Bang!
Boom!
Crack!
A series of dull, bone-jarring impacts exploded simultaneously!
Fast!
Too fast!
Far beyond the limits of human reaction.
One second, Night Raid was aggressively preparing to attack. The next, they were struck as if by invisible heavy trucks.
"Pfft—!"
Najenda spat out a mouthful of blood and was hurled backward, slamming violently into the wall.
"Ah!" Mine screamed as an invisible force snapped her wrist.
Leone's beast transformation shattered instantly. Her chest collapsed as she crashed heavily to the ground.
Even Bulat—protected by Incursio's absolute defense—was kicked away by an overwhelming force, dense cracks spreading across his armor!
It all happened in an instant!
No warning. No trajectory.
Every member of Night Raid was smashed to the ground, writhing in pain.
The underground corridor fell into a terrifying silence.
Only ragged breathing and the sound of blood being spat out remained.
What… happened?
Their minds were blank.
They hadn't even seen the enemy move, yet they were already completely defeated.
What kind of hellish ability was this?!
"Now…"
Tobirama still stood where he was, hands in his pockets, not having moved an inch.
He looked down at the fallen figures, his lips curling into a cruel smile.
"Are you a bit more awake now?"
"Cough… cough…"
Violent coughing echoed from the ruins.
Relying on Incursio's terrifying defense, Bulat endured the agony tearing through his organs and forced himself upright, leaning on his spear.
Lubbock also spat out blood, using his threads to barely stabilize his body as he glared at Tobirama.
"Stop playing tricks!"
Lubbock roared as his hands danced wildly. Countless transparent threads capable of slicing steel shot toward Tobirama!
At the same time, Bulat let out a furious roar. Muscles bulging, he raised his spear and turned into a streak of silver lightning aimed straight at Tobirama's heart.
"Enough nonsense! Die!!!"
The two exhausted their remaining strength in a final, desperate counterattack.
Watching them rush forward, irritation flashed through Tobirama's eyes.
"People who lack clarity really never learn, no matter how you teach them."
He let out a slow sigh.
I left you alive only because I didn't want to dirty the floor.
Since you insist on courting death, I'll grant it.
"It seems… you all need to calm down for a while."
Before his voice fully faded—
The purple glow in Tobirama's eyes vanished, replaced by an absolute stillness that froze everything.
Time Stop!
Buzz—!
The world instantly drained of color, turning starkly black and white.
The raging airflow halted.
Lubbock's lethal threads froze midair, less than three centimeters from Tobirama's neck.
Bulat's roaring silver spear stopped dead before Tobirama's chest.
Their rage, madness, and killing intent were all sealed into lifeless sculptures.
Time had stopped.
Tobirama calmly withdrew his hands from his pockets.
He walked up to the frozen Lubbock, staring at his twisted expression without the slightest pity.
"Tear."
With a casual wave of his hand, fingers wrapped in supreme Armament Haki and Yin-Yang Release pierced straight through Lubbock's chest as easily as cutting tofu.
His heart shattered instantly.
Next, Tobirama turned to the heavily armored Bulat.
The so-called indestructible defense of Incursio?
Before the Reincarnation Rinnegan—capable of erasing all concepts—it was nothing but a joke.
Tobirama pressed his palm against the center of Bulat's chest.
"Erase."
Crack!
The Imperial Arm armor that could withstand Super-Class Danger Beasts silently dissolved, forming a massive hole.
Tobirama's hand reached inside and snapped Bulat's spine.
Less than five seconds had passed.
"What a boring farce."
Tobirama brushed the dust from his hands.
Then, within the frozen spacetime, he calmly began to "collect his goods."
He took the sword-type Imperial Arm from Bulat.
He stripped Cross Tail from Lubbock's lifeless hands.
He walked over to the unconscious Leone and removed her belt Imperial Arm, Lionelle.
Finally, he casually picked up Pumpkin from the ground.
Along with Akame's Murasame, which he had taken earlier.
The Imperial Arms of the entire Night Raid now lay scattered at Tobirama's feet like scrap metal sold by the pound.
"Snap."
Tobirama snapped his fingers.
Time resumed.
Boom!!!
The frozen scene exploded back into motion.
Lubbock and Bulat didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies instantly went limp, crashing into pools of blood!
Blood splattered across the floor.
Instant kill.
A complete and absolute instant kill.
The two core members of Night Raid—who had just been roaring about risking their lives—were reduced to cold corpses in the blink of an eye.
"Lubbock! Bulat!"
Najenda, barely recovered from her injuries, let out a heart-rending scream.
She lunged forward in desperation, but could only grasp their cooling bodies.
No heartbeat.
No signs of life.
What… happened?
What just occurred?
Weren't they charging just a moment ago? Why were they dead the next, without any warning?
"W-wait… your Imperial Arms…"
Mine screamed in horror.
The remaining members looked down—and froze.
Leone's belt was gone.
Mine's Pumpkin was gone.
All of their Imperial Arms… were gone.
Slowly, stiffly, they turned their heads.
There stood the snow-white-haired devil, utterly relaxed.
And at his feet—
Murasame.
Pumpkin.
Lionelle.
Incursio.
Every Imperial Arm Night Raid took pride in lay scattered on the ground like garbage.
"Gulp."
Najenda swallowed hard, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
Cold sweat drenched her back.
Only now did she finally understand what kind of existence they had provoked.
A god.
A shinigami who could toy with time, space, and life itself.
Before absolute power, all tactics and resolve were nothing more than a cruel joke.
Najenda slowly closed her eyes, despair washing over her like a tidal wave.
Now—
Her thoughts were no longer about completing the mission, nor about assassinating the young countess hiding behind this devil.
But rather…
Faced with a god who could annihilate them with a single breath—
How could those who remained possibly survive?