"Die! Under the Laws of equilibrium, pay the blood debt!"
Accompanied by Jugram Haschwalth's shrill curse—like the blood-weeping cry of a cuckoo—the causal light beam carrying the "ultimate misfortune" of Yhwach's fall and the collapse of the Wandenreich tore through the void, streaking straight toward Uchiha Tobirama's chest.
This was a forced displacement of the universe's underlying logic. If it struck true, even an immortal divine body would be conceptually corroded by this overwhelming "misfortune" and suffer all manner of bizarre, absolute, and tragic deaths.
Yet the silver-haired young man standing before this lethal curse showed no interest in drawing the blade at his waist.
"You want to use this half-baked causality to scam me?"
Extreme mockery flashed across Uchiha Tobirama's handsome, cold face, as if he had seen through every illusion. His Rinnegan, swirling with the light of dying stars, didn't even bother lingering on Haschwalth.
"Your understanding of the true essence of power is laughably shallow."
Facing the oncoming "misfortune," Tobirama neither dodged nor raised a defensive barrier. He simply opened his eyes slightly with casual indifference.
**"Limbo: Border Jail."**
**Hum!**
The moment those four words left his lips, the air—previously ravaged by the freezing storm—fell into an eerily absolute stillness.
Haschwalth's bloodshot eyes stared fixedly ahead in shock. The "misfortune" beam he had unleashed with all his soul power had strangely halted less than half a foot away from his target!
No—it wasn't stopping.
It was being forcibly blocked by a terrifying barrier that did not exist in this world at all: invisible, intangible, and without even the slightest spiritual pressure fluctuation.
"How is this possible?! How could the curse of the Balance Shield be physically blocked?!" Haschwalth's handsome face twisted in extreme horror.
He had no idea that beyond the surface space of this world lay a "Limbo" dimension accessible only through the Rinnegan. At this very moment, four invisible shadows—each possessing combat power equal to Uchiha Tobirama's—had silently crossed the boundaries of space.
"Since you like playing with balance so much…"
Tobirama's voice exploded deep within Haschwalth's eardrums.
"…then I'll be merciful and grind your flesh and bones into a perfectly even paste."
**Bang!!!**
Without warning, Haschwalth's left cheek caved in.
He had been struck squarely by an invisible iron fist weighing ten thousand jun. His steel-tough Quincy Blut Vene cracked like a fragile eggshell under the impact, instantly covered in fine fractures.
**"Pfft—!"**
Haschwalth sprayed a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered teeth and was sent flying sideways like a kite with a broken string.
But before his body could even touch the ground—
**Bang bang bang bang bang!!!**
In mid-air, countless dense, thunderous impacts rang out from nowhere!
No enemy silhouette could be seen. No attack trajectory could be tracked. The four invisible shadows in the Limbo dimension unleashed an extremely brutal limit combo against Haschwalth while he was suspended in the air!
His abdomen was crushed by a vicious knee strike. His spine was shattered inch by inch from a heavy punch to his back. The "Balance Shield" in his left hand—which was supposed to absorb all misfortune—lasted less than a second before it was smashed into scattered metal debris under the invisible iron fists raining down like a storm!
**"Ahhhhhhh—!!!"**
This Sternritter Grandmaster, renowned for his elegance and reason, finally let out the most shrill and desperate scream of his life.
This was the ultimate punishment: suspended in mid-air like a sandbag and unilaterally tortured with pure physical violence!
"No… don't…"
In less than three breaths, Haschwalth endured thousands of mountain-shattering blows. His handsome face had already become a bloody mess, and his long golden hair was drenched in blood.
**Slap!**
With a final dull sound of flesh exploding, it all ended over the plaza.
Yhwach's second-in-command—his other half—had been beaten into a scarlet blood mist by the shadows of *Limbo: Border Jail* without ever touching the enemy's clothes or even seeing how the attacks came. The mist quickly dissipated in the cold wind.
Flesh and bone turned to mud. No corpse remained!
The "misfortune" beam, now deprived of its caster, also rapidly faded into a wisp of blue smoke and vanished into nothingness.
Ignoring the forced backlash of the causal law and using the most tyrannical, high-dimensional means to erase the caster from the physical plane—this was the ultimate kill Uchiha Tobirama delivered to those who tried to turn the tables.
**"Lord Haschwalth!!!"**
At the far end of the ruins, several figures struggling out of the collapsed Ice Palace witnessed this heart-wrenching scene.
Gerard Valkyrie, codenamed "M" (*The Miracle*) of the Sternritter Schutzstaffel, and Askin Nakk Le Vaar, codenamed "D" (*The Deathdealing*).
These two were among the most troublesome and tricky core elites of the Wandenreich, second only to Yhwach and Haschwalth.
"Monster… This guy is a complete monster who ignores all common sense!!!"
Askin Nakk Le Vaar's usually lazy, somewhat comical face had turned deathly pale. He clutched his chest tightly and backed away frantically, desperate to put more distance between himself and the silver-haired man.
As a Quincy who controlled the concept of "The Deathdealing," he could turn any substance into a lethal poison for his opponent by calculating and ingesting their reishi. Yet the moment he tried to analyze the energy of the man who had crushed the Sternritter insignia with one hand and stomped His Majesty to death with one foot, his supercomputer-like brain nearly overloaded.
"What are you afraid of, Askin! As long as The Miracle exists, we are invincible!"
Compared to Askin's terror, Gerard Valkyrie—wearing a Nordic-style helmet and wielding a giant sword and round shield—erupted into a fanatical war cry.
Known as the Incarnation of the "Soul King's Heart," his Schrift *The Miracle* allowed him to convert any damage he received into nourishment, growing larger and more powerful. The more fatal the injury, the more exaggerated his size and strength became upon resurrection.
"No matter how hard your fists are, as long as you can't kill me, I will become the blade that cuts your throat! For His Majesty's glory!!!"
**Rumble!!!**
Accompanied by deafening roars, Gerard's body began expanding wildly within the violent reishi storm!
Ten meters… one hundred meters… one thousand meters!
In just a few breaths, this Schutzstaffel member transformed into a colossal divine giant that towered into the sky and trod upon the earth! The Hope Sword in his hand swelled into a massive blade capable of cleaving the entire Ice Palace in two.
"Feel the greatness of the miracle, you madman!!!"
The giant Gerard swung his sky-covering sword, carrying terrifying wind pressure that sliced through the atmosphere, and slashed fiercely down at Uchiha Tobirama, who looked as small as an ant below.
At the same time, Askin in the distance bit his tongue, forcibly suppressing his fear, and formed a strange seal with his hands.
**"The Deathdealing Control · Absolute Poison Domain!"**
He attempted to raise the concentration of all reishi in the surrounding air to a lethal limit, combining it with Gerard's attack for a double strangulation of physics and rules.
The remnants' final desperate struggle shook heaven and earth as if trying to flip the world upside down.
However, facing the giant sword descending from above and the toxic air rapidly growing thick and deadly all around him, the depths of Uchiha Tobirama's eyes showed not a single ripple—only extreme boredom, as if watching two clowns struggling to perform.
"Miracle?"
"The Deathdealing?"
Tobirama's voice rang out faintly across the empty ice field, carrying an extreme coldness that sentenced all things to death.
"In the face of my absolute violence, there is no place in this world for so-called miracles."
He didn't even take half a step back.
Tobirama slowly shed his lazy posture, planted his legs firmly on the ruins like Mount Tai itself, and raised his slender, fair palms. He pushed them forward with calm indifference.
The Eight Gates and the vast, ocean-like chakra of his Perfect Sage Body were compressed and purified at this moment to a terrifying limit that made the laws of the universe tremble.
**"Strongest Taijutsu Profound Truth."**
**Boom!!!!!!**
The moment those five words left his mouth, the sky over the entire Soul Society seemed to be violently torn into countless fragments by an invisible creator's hands!
There were no flashy special effects—only materialized chakra heavy fists, pure to the extreme and compressed to the limit!
One punch, ten punches, one hundred punches, one thousand punches, ten thousand punches!!!
Thousands of giant chakra fist shadows, radiating dazzling light and each capable of shattering stars, erupted from Tobirama's palms like a reverse meteor shower!
Askin's so-called "Absolute Poison Domain" evaporated and was crushed like thin ice under intense heat the instant it touched the fist shadows.
"What?!" Askin didn't even have time to react before the sky full of fist shadows completely filled his vision.
**Bang bang bang bang bang!!!**
**"Ughhhhhhh—!!!"**
He couldn't mount any meaningful resistance. Askin's sturdy Blut Vene shattered completely upon contact with the first chakra fist shadow. Hundreds more ruthlessly pierced through his body, blasting this Schutzstaffel member who controlled The Deathdealing into molecular oblivion!
The one who took the brunt of it was the mountain-sized miracle giant—Gerard!
When the falling giant sword collided with the chakra fist formation of the *Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack*, it lasted less than a thousandth of a second before shattering into iron powder that scattered across the sky with a wail.
Immediately after, the sky full of giant chakra fists poured down onto Gerard's enormous body like a storm sweeping away fallen leaves.
"My miracle is invincible! The more damage I take, the more I will— Ugh!!!"
Gerard's earth-shaking roar cut off abruptly.
To his horror, his proud Schrift ability to recover and grow stronger from injury had completely failed.
No—it hadn't failed.
The destructive power was simply too overwhelming, and the physical crushing so dense that it left him no time to "breathe while injured"!
His legs were instantly blasted into atoms. His torso turned into annihilated light dust under the hammering of thousands of heavy punches. Even his source core—the symbol of the Soul King's Heart—never got the chance to trigger a single miracle before it was crushed into powder too fine for the microscopic world to contain by a force that penetrated heaven and earth!
**Rumble!!!**
The violent fist wind continued unabated, carving a terrifying, bottomless abyss hundreds of kilometers long straight through the glacier mountain range behind Gerard!
So much for miracle resurrection. So much for growing stronger the more one fought.
In the face of absolute, overwhelming mass crushing—dying too quickly, too thoroughly, and having one's existence erased at the molecular level—any cheat became nothing more than a pale, powerless joke.
Unreasonable area-of-effect instant kill.
The last of the Wandenreich's high-end combat power was completely wiped out under this world-destroying strike.
**"Hoo…"**
The strong wind gradually subsided.
Tobirama slowly retracted his palms and casually brushed off nonexistent dust from his robe sleeves. His starlight-swirling eyes swept coldly over the low-level Sternritter and countless male Quincy soldiers who had already collapsed in terror, paralyzed on the ground.
These small fries had witnessed their leaders being stomped to death and their high-ranking officers instantly killed. At this moment, they had lost even the courage to grip their reishi bows, reduced to nothing but wailing and desperate pleas for mercy.
"The high-end trash has been cleaned up. Leaving these bottom-tier dregs alive would only pollute the air."
Tobirama slowly raised his right hand, fingertips pointing straight to the sky.
**"Sage Art: World-Destroying Black Thunder Rain."**
**Zzzzt!**
A streak of pure black lightning shot from his fingertips into the sky. A pitch-black thundercloud instantly condensed above the Ice Palace, which had been shrouded in extreme cold.
The next instant, thousands of violent lightning bolts, like black dragons, transformed into a dense rain of death and poured down with extreme precision onto the remaining male Quincy below!
This was a merciless, precise massacre.
**"Ahhhhh!"**
**"Spare me… No!!!"**
Shrill screams rose and fell, but under the baptism of the black thunder they quickly fell silent. The low-tier soldiers couldn't even take a single step to escape before they were split into charred corpses by the pure black lightning, eventually reduced to flying ash.
In this city-wide rain of destruction, only the beautiful female Quincy were protected by an invisible barrier. They trembled as they witnessed the unilateral genocide.
In just half a cup of tea's time, the Wandenreich—which had once arrogantly sought to devour the Three Realms—had all its male combat power brutally and efficiently uprooted and wiped out by Uchiha Tobirama. Not a single one remained.
Across the vast Ice Palace, aside from Tobirama and his female group, not a single living, breathing male could be found.
"Since the flies are all dead, this ice-sculpted palace makes for quite a nice spoil of war."
Tobirama gazed at the silver-framed city beneath his feet, composed of high-density reishi, and a satisfied smile curved at the corner of his mouth.
He closed his eyes and issued the final command to the System in his mind.
"System, assimilate and absorb this palace along with all the Quincy resources and reishi armory contained within it."
[Ding! Command received. Initiating Realm-Lord level territory devouring…]
**Hum—!!!**
A burst of extremely gentle yet irresistible white light spread outward from Tobirama, rapidly enveloping the entire Ice Palace.
Towering crystal towers, sturdy ice walls, and even the reishi mineral veins buried deep underground—all of it transformed into the purest streams of energy light under the white glow and continuously merged into Tobirama's vast, boundless System space.
In just a few breaths, the enormous silver-framed city vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a flat, smooth white jade square.
The swallowed treasures and foundations would become the most solid resource library for the Uchiha Empire's future conquest of the heavens.
——————Author——————
Read 50 advanced chapters on
👉 patreon.com/Master_fic