radicalducati Chapter 533 I am the one and only 'Dragon', a perfect being!
Chapter 533 I am the one and only 'Dragon', a perfect being!
Chapter 533 I am the one and only 'Dragon,' a perfect being!
call! !
The shockwave, carrying debris and dust, swept outwards from the bottomless crater.
Amidst the howling and wailing sounds, even from a great distance, the allied ninjas could still feel the overwhelming, suffocating pressure.
They all raised their hands to shield their faces, trying to avoid the sand and stones raining down on them.
But pairs of eyes remained fixed on the terrifying scene of smoke and dust billowing into the sky and the earth shaking in the distance, their hearts pounding so hard they felt like they were about to jump out of their chests.
"Did it succeed?" someone murmured to themselves.
In the distance, two figures fell from the dusty sky.
boom!
With a muffled thud, the Fourth Raikage crashed heavily to the ground.
His body was charred black, his clothes were barely covering him, his skin was torn open, and in some places even the bone was exposed.
"Cough cough—Pfft!"
He struggled to sit up, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul blood. His burly body swayed, and he finally collapsed to the ground.
Although still alive, it has clearly lost all fighting ability.
Even with his physical strength, the sheer amount of effort he put into unleashing his Lightning Release chakra and enduring the explosion of the Truth-Seeking Balls head-on made it impossible for him to continue fighting.
If he cannot receive timely medical treatment, it remains to be seen whether he can continue to work as a ninja.
On the other side, Might Guy, who had forcefully swung "Five Legs," also fell to the ground.
But he didn't fall down. Instead, he knelt on one knee, bracing himself against the ground with one hand to keep from collapsing.
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
He was panting, each breath exhaling a mist of blood and a scorching heat. His entire body was dark red, covered in cracks, and fresh blood kept seeping out, turning into a mist of blood before it could drip.
But those eyes remained fixed on the enormous crater in the distance.
On the other side, not far from them, next to a three-pronged kunai deeply embedded in the ground, a flash of golden light appeared, and Minato Namikaze's figure instantly appeared.
In his arms, he held Lee Rock, whose body had been cut in half at the waist and only his upper body remained.
"plum----"
Minato gently placed Rock Lee on a relatively flat stone platform beside him, keeping a close eye on Rock Lee's wound.
At this moment, the severed area at Lee Rock's waist was covered by a constantly writhing membrane, forcibly sealing the wound and stopping the massive bleeding.
But since the lower body is missing, stopping the bleeding doesn't really make a difference.
Lee Rock's face was as pale as paper, his breath was barely a whisper, his eyes were tightly closed, and his vital signs were extremely weak.
"What should we do?"
Minato's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his brows were furrowed into a deep frown.
The situation was worse than he had imagined, and even medical ninjutsu had little effect.
The allied ninjas around witnessed this scene, and everyone's hearts were in their throats as they looked into the crater where the smoke and dust had not yet dissipated.
"That attack just now should have killed that monster, right?"
This thought arose in the minds of every Allied Ninja.
That five-legged meteorite, seemingly capable of piercing the heavens and earth; that terrifying power that shattered distant mountains; that bottomless, enormous crater—
No one could survive such an attack.
However, the air was deathly still, with only the howling wind.
No one cheered, no one relaxed.
Because everyone still remembers how that monster, after being bombarded with ninjutsu, not only remained unharmed but also absorbed the ninjutsu and made it its own.
At this moment, no ninjutsu is a weapon anymore, but rather a supplement to the enemy.
If even Might Guy's attack couldn't completely finish off his opponent—
Click! Crack!
A soft sound, like ice cracking, suddenly echoed from the deepest part of the bottomless crater.
"not good!"
Onoki's expression changed drastically. Without the slightest hesitation, he roared at Might Guy, who was kneeling on one knee in the distance, "Guy! Don't stop, keep attacking!"
"We must do it now, we must kill him completely, we can't give him any chance to breathe!!"
The sound was somewhat broken in the strong wind, but the anxiety in it clearly reached Matt Kai's ears.
"I'll come—"
Might Guy, who was kneeling on the ground, used his intact left hand to press firmly against the ground, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and slowly, shakily, he stood up.
But the next moment—
"cough!"
He coughed up another mouthful of blood, which was instantly evaporated by the high temperature.
The excruciating pain from forcibly using "Five Legs" for the second time felt like thousands of red-hot steel knives were churning wildly inside his body.
Every muscle, every bone, even every cell, is groaning in agony, conveying the excruciating pain of being pushed to the brink.
Especially his right arm, which had delivered the final punch, now hung limply at his side, the bones beneath his skin shattered into dust, barely held together by muscle.
The slightest movement is excruciating.
"ah!!"
A heart-wrenching, agonizing scream suddenly came from afar.
The sound was hardly human; it was more like the shrieking of countless souls, forming a visible sound wave that spread in all directions.
call!
Wherever the sound waves passed, the smoke and dust that filled the air above the crater were instantly dispersed, revealing the scene inside the crater.
In the center of the massive pit, hundreds of meters deep, the White Snake Immortal was writhing and struggling in a contorted and painful posture.
His appearance was extremely tragic; the left half of his body, from his shoulder to his waist and abdomen, along with his left arm and left leg, had completely disappeared.
However, at that horrific wound, countless white, lifelike buds were wriggling and growing wildly, attempting to repair the injury.
"Damn it! This body—this power—ah!"
Orochimaru's handsome face was now twisted and contorted in a ferocious grimace as he roared, "Orochimaru!!"
The painful and furious roars reached their ears, stirring up a storm in everyone's hearts.
Orochimaru?
Before the surrounding crowd, who were on high alert, could recover from this bizarre change, an even more terrifying scene unfolded.
Suddenly, the White Snake Immortal, who was rolling and struggling at the bottom of the pit, raised his only intact right hand, his five fingers like hooks, and fiercely grabbed at his own face.
Stab it!
Her fingernails scratched out several deep, bloody marks that revealed the bone, and she tore off the white scales from her cheeks. The intense pain made the White Snake Immortal's screams even more agonizing.
"ah!!"
His screams were two distinct sounds overlapping.
One was the sharp, aged female voice belonging to the White Snake Sage, and the other was the hoarse male voice that everyone was very familiar with, belonging to Orochimaru himself.
"Give me back my body!!"
"Get out of my way! Orochimaru! Everything you have is thanks to me!!"
His voice was sometimes sharp and aged, sometimes low and hoarse, as if two consciousnesses were frantically vying for dominance within him.
Before he could finish speaking, his blood-stained right hand moved again, suddenly reaching out and clamping his lips tightly with his five fingers like iron clamps.
Then, under the incredulous gazes of everyone—
Hiss! !
With his right hand, he tore the skin from the corner of his mouth and cheek, ripping it sharply to the side and downwards.
The lower left corner of his face, from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ear, was forcibly torn open with a huge, hideous gash, revealing scarlet muscles and pale cheekbones.
The next moment, a hand covered in mucus, pale in color, and with long, thin fingers emerged from the open mouth.
Then came the second, equally pale and sticky palm.
He gripped the torn corners of his mouth with both hands, straining outwards as if something inside was struggling to break free.
"Ho ho! Orochi——Maru————"
Fear appeared on the face of the White Snake Immortal.
As the corners of his mouth and cheeks were torn apart, his already contorted mouth, twisted by pain, opened wider and wider, his jaw making a cracking sound.
Ultimately, the mouth opened to an unbelievable degree, resembling a giant python devouring its prey.
puff!
A figure, soaking wet, covered in slime, and completely naked, emerged slowly from the mouth of the body, like a snake shedding its skin.
That is————
Orochimaru?!
Onoki and the others stared at the figure in disbelief.
"roar!!"
The moment his upper body detached from his old body, Orochimaru suddenly looked up at the sky and let out a roar.
The roar was not as sharp and piercing as the White Snake Immortal's; it was deeper and hoarse, more like the roar of a monster that had finally broken free of its cage and was seeing the light of day again.
Before the roar had even faded, Orochimaru abruptly turned his head, his one purple and one blue pupil reflecting the image of Onoki in the distance and the incoming Dust Release beam.
"Dust Release: Particle Style - Detachment Technique!"
Onoki placed his palms together, and a semi-transparent pillar-shaped barrier condensed, transforming into a beam of light that shot towards Orochimaru, who had just emerged from the ground.
However, facing this dust release technique that was powerful enough to disintegrate and erase mountains, Orochimaru, whose body was still mostly stuck in his old body, showed no expression on his face.
He merely raised his right hand, and a Truth-Seeking Jewel instantly liquefied and flowed, covering his right hand and forearm, transforming into sharp claws that gently swept forward.
Sizzle————
That dust escape, powerful enough to disintegrate all things, was silently wiped away, just like ice and snow under the sunlight.
"6
""
Onoki stared intently at the scene, his face extremely grave and gloomy.
Dust escape, so easily erased?
It wasn't even blocked or absorbed, but rather erased —
What kind of monster has Orochimaru, who emerged from his old body, turned into?
Why does this feel even more eerie and terrifying than the previous "White Snake Immortal"?
boom!
Orochimaru's other hand was also covered by the liquefied Truth-Seeking Balls, which quickly condensed and shaped into a pitch-black Six Paths Staff.
Orochimaru gripped the middle of the staff and slammed it heavily onto the ground, completely separating himself from his old body. He stood up, and slimy fluid slid down his lean, muscular physique.
"call----"
Orochimaru let out a deep breath.
As the breath was exhaled, an astonishing heat emanated from within the body, evaporating all the remaining mucus on the surface and turning it into rising steam.
And his reborn self was finally revealed to everyone without any concealment.
Completely naked, but shrouded in a layer of mist, her sickly, cold, pale skin faintly glowed with a bluish sheen.
His body has smooth, long muscle lines that look explosive, and every muscle seems to have been forged, containing terrifying power.
"I have finally shed my snakeskin."
Orochimaru slowly raised his head, and a sharp, single horn rose sharply from the center of his forehead, its body covered in spiral patterns and radiating a cold luster.
She had long, thick white hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall, with the ends almost reaching her ankles and swaying gently.
Behind him, a thick, powerful tail extended from his coccyx, with a cluster of dark red flames burning at the end.
The cross-shaped offering of fire can also be called the Six Paths Immortal Fire.
"I am now a being different from the Sage of Six Paths; I am a unique 'Dragon,' a perfect being."
Orochimaru's deep, hoarse voice echoed across the deathly silent battlefield.
He raised the hand covered by the Truth-Seeking Jewel, its five fingers as sharp as dragon claws, and slowly bent and stretched it in front of his eyes, admiring this newborn, perfect body.
Then, he turned his head slightly and looked at Might Guy, who was standing in the distance, covered in blood and barely able to stand.
"I should thank you," he said, "as someone who, like us, is not loved by the world and stubbornly clings to their own path—"
"I'm giving you one last chance to unleash your full power."
"After this, I will use this power, which surpasses that of the Sage of Six Paths, to reshape this world into the form I desire."
hum!
As Orochimaru finished speaking, the remaining seven Truth-Seeking Balls behind him trembled slightly, liquefied, and flowed in a meandering manner, covering his entire body.
It coalesced and shaped on Orochimaru's body, transforming into thick, layered scales resembling dragon scales with sharp edges.
It covered his neck, torso, limbs, and also his cheeks.
The scales extended naturally downwards, forming a robe-like hem below the waist.
The Orochimaru who appeared before everyone at this moment had a single horn on his forehead, white hair, and held the Six Paths Staff.
He left all the conflicting and discordant impurities within his body into that broken, old body.
At this moment, with the help of "Snake Princess", he perfectly fused all the bloodlines originating from Kaguya Otsutsuki, completely completing the bloodline possessed by the Sage of Six Paths.
Those eyes, the Jōgan and the Rinnegan, are the best proof.
call!
A terrifying pressure, far more dangerous and suffocating than that of the previous "White Snake Immortal," spread like a tide, enveloping the entire brutal battlefield.
Fear and trembling, stemming from the instinct for survival, overwhelmed the surviving Allied ninjas present.
"Ho! Whew!"
Might Guy let out rapid, labored breathing, as if a broken bellows was churning through his body. He was overwhelmed by waves of excruciating pain as he looked at Orochimaru, who had been reborn in the distance.
"Even with all its might, Yuzuriha couldn't kill him?"
It seems that we have no other choice but to use that method.
But do I really still have the strength to unleash "Night Kai" now?
The moment that thought of self-doubt arose in my mind.
"No!!"
A furious roar exploded from Matt Kai's mouth.
My soul has not yet burned out! My youth has not yet burned out!
Now, when it burns deep red, that's the climax of youth!
Bang!
Might Guy took a step forward, slamming his foot into the ground. He lowered his center of gravity, staring intently at Orochimaru in the distance, and roared, "Accumulate!!"
boom!!
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