Chapter 177

The blue water wall shattered with a boom, turning into countless droplets, as a figure walked slowly out of the water curtain, his orange hair especially eye-catching, twelve long swords slowly rotating behind him to form a perfect ring.

Madara's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the man who had suddenly appeared before him; the aura emanating from the man was stronger than the previous two by more than a bit.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, looking at Branty's corpse on the ground and Agil turned to glass, his eyes gradually turning sharp: "I didn't expect to run into this kind of thing right after joining the Empire."

"Oh?" Madara raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems you are much stronger than those two before."

"The God of Heaven, Serena." The orange-haired man raised his head, a wild smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "This name, I suggest you remember it well. Because from now on, everything of yours will be dominated by it."

Boom! The next second, Serena's magic power surged out from within him, a terrifying oppressive feeling causing the air to stagnate; the ground cracked inch by inch under this force, rubble shooting outward as if grabbed by invisible giant hands. Madara's eyes narrowed slightly—the intensity of this energy had already exceeded the sum of the previous two. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Come, dance, let me see what you've got!"

"Rengoku's Infernal Hell!" Serena roared.

Serena's voice boomed like thunder; as his fists clenched, a crimson flame flickered in his palm. In an instant, the flames rapidly expanded, turning into a huge fireball a hundred meters in diameter.

"Go!"

Serena's right fist thrust forward, the fireball smashing toward Susanoo; along the way, it left a melting trench, and the rocks on the ground began to melt under this heat, turning into scorching magma.

"Flames of this level—" Madara's eyes flashed with disdain as Susanoo's massive arm suddenly rose, blue chakra surging wildly along the blade: "And you dare call it hell?"

Boom! Susanoo's blade slashed through, the tremor wave and fireball colliding violently in midair. A terrifying shockwave swept outward from the collision point, the fireball instantly shattering into a rain of fire across the sky.

At this moment, the dancing flames in the sky suddenly froze, as if pulled by something, rolling back and wrapping around Susanoo's body.

"This is—" Madara's brow furrowed slightly; he saw those dark red flames eroding Susanoo's shell at an astonishing speed, the blue chakra armor beginning to melt and deform under the dragon flames, emitting a piercing sizzling sound.

"This isn't ordinary flame." Serena's voice suddenly came from the side. Madara snapped his head around, seeing Serena appear on his left at some point, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "This is dragon flame that can burn everything to ashes!"

Serena's hands pierced into the ground like sharp swords; crimson magic power surged down his arms, instantly penetrating deep into the earth.

"Earth Dragon's Great Earth Collapse!"

Boom! The earth exploded instantly, a crack spreading forward at an astonishing speed. Rocks flew, strata fractured, cracks spreading like spiderwebs. In the blink of an eye, a chasm dozens of meters wide stretched across the center of the battlefield. Madara's chakra suddenly erupted beneath his feet, and the massive Susanoo shot into the sky like an arrow leaving a bow, narrowly avoiding the magma dragon's lunge.

"Want to escape?" Serena's face showed a ferocious expression: "Storm Dragon's Chant of Wind and Moon!"

Serena held his hands before his mouth; a crimson magic circle appeared before him, magic light flashing. He took a deep breath, his chest suddenly expanding, and a violent airflow burst out instantly. The airflow was compressed and cut within the magic circle, turning into hundreds of sharp wind blades.

Hiss hiss hiss! The wind blades broke through the sky, as if about to tear the air apart. The armor of Susanoo high in the air, supposedly indestructible, was shaved away layer by layer; blue chakra fragments scattered in the gale.

Madara stood atop Susanoo, feeling this violent power constantly striking his defense. A battle intent burned like flames within him; he could clearly feel every heartbeat accelerating, the power within him awakening.

"Finally—" Madara curled a frenzied smile at the corner of his mouth. This feeling of boiling blood, this excitement of every cell trembling throughout his body: "This is the battle I want! Indeed, only the Task World can let me experience this kind of pleasure!"

Susanoo's massive arm rose; several Yata Mirrors condensed in his palm, emitting a faint blue light. Madara flicked his finger, and the mirrors instantly turned into streaks of light, breaking through the sky.

"Sea King Dragon's Water Array in All Directions!"

Ring after ring of deep blue magic circles unfolded in the air; water condensed out of thin air, instantly turning into a blue giant dragon a hundred meters long. The water dragon raised its head and roared; a deafening dragon chant echoed between heaven and earth.

"Not enough!" Serena's eyes suddenly burst with dazzling golden light: "Flash Dragon's Radiant Stone Heaven!"

Dazzling golden light burst from within him, instantly dyeing the water dragon a brilliant gold. Golden scales sparkled in the sunlight, each one sharp as a blade.

"Fusion: Radiant Water Dragon Slash!"

The water dragon let out a heaven-shaking roar, dazzling golden light swirling around its body. It opened its giant mouth, instantly swallowing the Yata Mirror; sharp light blades shot out from the dragon scales, dense sword lights weaving into a great net, enveloping the entire space.

"Good!" A gleam flashed in Madara's eyes; Susanoo's chakra surged throughout his body, his originally tens-of-zhang-tall form instantly doubling in size, and the long sword in his hand becoming unimaginably huge.

"Armament Haki!"

Black Armament Haki wrapped around the blade, while the power of the Gura Gura no Mi jumped wildly along the sword's edge. Visible spatial ripples spread outward from the blade as their center.

Clang! Susanoo gripped the sword with both hands and slashed down fiercely. This strike weighed a thousand jin; wherever the blade passed, space itself twisted. Terrifying tremor ripples surged outward like a tsunami, colliding head-on with the golden light blades.

Boom! The entire sky was torn apart by this force; golden light blades and blue tremor ripples collided fiercely in midair, bursting forth with blinding light that made one unable to open their eyes.

The next second, the dragon shadow could no longer hold up, shattering inch by inch under this force. Countless golden points of light drifted in the air, like stars falling across the sky.

Madara gave his opponent no chance to catch their breath. Susanoo suddenly stepped through the air, his massive body carrying a heart-pounding momentum as he dove downward, the long sword pointing at Serena, slashing down with the might of cleaving heaven and earth! Serena looked up at the sky-covering figure; golden light surged in his eyes, magic power surging wildly within him. A magic circle dozens of meters wide instantly unfolded beneath his feet; crimson light shot into the sky from the center of the magic circle, and the ground shattered inch by inch under this power.

"Diamond Dragon's Fortress Shattering Strike!"

Serena roared, crimson magic power wildly gathering on his right fist; golden dragon scale patterns appeared on the fist's surface, each scale flashing with dazzling light. His entire body seemed to transform into an ancient giant dragon, unmatched momentum shooting into the sky.

At this moment, the long sword in Madara's hand and Serena's dragon fist collided fiercely in midair! Boom! Amidst the deafening roar, time seemed to freeze for an instant. Susanoo's long sword and Serena's dragon scale fist remained locked in midair; terrifying energy aftereffects swept outward from the collision point.

Serena gritted his teeth; all the magic power in his body burst forth at this moment. Golden dragon scales shone brightly, magic power fluctuations twisting space itself. Madara gripped his sword hilt tightly with both hands, chakra constantly flowing into it; Susanoo's body began to tremble under this recoil.

Crack! Suddenly, a crisp shattering sound rang out. Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of Susanoo's long sword. At the same time, the dragon scales on Serena's fist began to crack and shatter. The two forces tore at each other, constantly rising, until both sides reached their limit.

Boom! The next instant, the two figures shot out in opposite directions like shells from a cannon. Serena's body plowed a deep trench in the ground, rubble scattering like rain. Madara, along with Susanoo's form, slammed heavily into the distant buildings, kicking up dust across the sky.

Amidst the rumbling, smoke and dust slowly dissipated. Serena propped himself up from the ground, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The dragon scales on his right fist were completely shattered, revealing the bluish-purple skin beneath. He took a deep breath, and the magic power within him surged again.

Boom! A cluster of faint blue light exploded from the shattered buildings. The massive Susanoo stood up again; rubble slid off his huge body and crashed to the ground with dull thuds.

Madara stood atop Susanoo, his black hair dancing in the violent airflow. He rotated his wrist, the battle intent in his eyes growing fiercer: "Hah, worthy of being the God of Heaven. This punch is indeed interesting."

"Don't get cocky!" Serena suddenly stood up, magic power surging wildly within him: "You think this is all my power?!"

"Eight Dragons Scattering Flowers!"

Amidst Serena's roar, eight huge dragon-shaped phantoms burst from within him—fire, water, wind, light, rock, gold, darkness, thunder—eight dragons of different attributes roaring and coiling in the air, emitting an oppressive pressure that made one's heart tremble.

"Go!"

He thrust both hands forward; the eight dragons instantly merged into one, turning into a massive pillar of light a hundred meters in diameter. Destructive energy surged wildly within the pillar; wherever it passed, space itself trembled.

Madara's pupils shrank; Susanoo's chakra surged instantly throughout his body. The huge long sword recondensed in his palm, black Armament Haki covering the blade like a tide.

Boom! The energy pillar slammed heavily onto the blade; a terrifying shockwave swept outward from the collision point. Susanoo's massive body was pushed back by this force, each step leaving a huge crater in the ground,

"Break for me!" Serena roared, thrusting both hands forward.

The pillar's power suddenly surged; the blue armor shattered inch by inch under this force, scattering in the air like broken glass.

"Hahaha!" Serena laughed wildly, stepping forward: "Is this the ability you're most proud of? Before the power of the Eight Dragons, it's not worth a single blow!"

At this moment, a faint light flashed in Madara's right eye: "Limbo!"

Instantly, two figures appeared soundlessly on either side of Serena. The fists of Limbo were wrapped in visible tremor ripples; air compressed rapidly before the fist, forming a constantly rotating light sphere.

"What?!"

Serena sensed the deadly feeling beside him, but it was already too late to react. Limbo's two heavy punches, like shells from a cannon, one left and one right, precisely struck his temples.

Bang! The tremor wave exploded on Serena's face, the terrifying impact directly squeezing his cheek out of shape, his skull collapsing instantly, his teeth shattering, fresh blood mixed with broken teeth spraying from his mouth, tracing a blood-red arc through the air.

Serena's body flew backward like a broken puppet, plowing a deep trench in the hard ground. Amidst flying dust, a bloodstain tens of meters long was left on the ground.

"Cough cough cough" Serena propped himself up with one hand, painfully raising his head, his eyes full of disbelief, "How is it possible that I couldn't sense it at all?"

Madara Uchiha did not answer Serena, but raised his head to look at the horizon: "Finally here?"

The sky suddenly changed color, thick dark clouds gathering at an astonishing speed. Ink-like clouds surged wildly, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye, a suffocating oppressive feeling enveloping the entire scene, the air becoming viscous, as if even breathing had become difficult.

"Boom!"

Seven figures descended onto the battlefield in an instant, each emitting a heart-pounding aura, they stood at different locations, forming a huge encirclement, completely sealing Madara and Serena inside.

Terrifying magic power intertwined in the air, forming an invisible giant net, the entire space beginning to twist and deform under this force, a suffocating oppressive feeling permeating the air, enough to make an ordinary mage faint on the spot.

"Three proud Spriggan 12, actually forced to this point by one person."

"A mere outsider, daring to run rampant in the Royal Capital of my Alvarez Empire, simply deserving of death ten thousand times over!"

"In just ten minutes, one-third of the entire Royal Capital has been reduced to ruins."

"The lives of your two comrades, I'm afraid you will pay a hundredfold price."

Seven gazes fell upon Madara in unison, each containing terrifying killing intent, majestic magic power intertwined in the air, forming a huge barrier, completely sealing off the entire battlefield.

Madara could feel that this would be the most powerful battle he had ever faced in his life, seven extraordinary powerhouses, each not inferior to himself in his prime.

But Madara did not retreat at all; instead, the chakra throughout his body began to boil, his long black hair dancing in the violent air currents.

"Saves me from searching everywhere." Madara looked around, a corner of his mouth curling into an arrogant smile: "Let me see the true strength of the so-called Spriggan 12!"

His voice carried irrepressible excitement, like a beast that smelled blood, under the gaze of the seven powerhouses, Madara's momentum did not decrease but increased, that domineering aura even forming a standoff with the seven.

"Arrogant!" Bradman, wearing a black cloak, coldly shouted, a blood-red skull mask on his face, his whole person shrouded in a black robe, like an evil ghost, emitting a bone-chilling aura.

"Although the Imperial Twin Walls are not here, with just us, it is enough to behead you here!"

Madara slowly raised the great sword in his hand, the blade pointing at the seven, visible ripples of vibration coiling around the sword body: "Then... let's try."

Chapter End