Chapter 179

The next instant, Madara's whole body trembled, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the vast chakra within him erupted with a boom: "Limbo!"

Four phantoms manifested around him; the corner of Madara's mouth curled slightly, and the moment his hands formed hand seals, the remaining Limbo clones formed hand seals in sync: "Susanoo!"

Boom!

Chakra surged skyward like a volcanic eruption; a blue energy frenzy carrying terrifying pressure swept across the entire field. The earth cracked inch by inch under this power, rubble flying. A massive energy skeleton rapidly coalesced around Madara as its center, flesh tissue and heavy armor covering it like flowing water.

"Hum—" the air trembled, and the four Limbo phantoms simultaneously erupted with astonishing chakra fluctuations!

Four massive chakra skeletons rapidly swelled in midair, reaching a hundred meters in height in the blink of an eye; blue muscle tissue surged and roared, instantly enveloping the skeletons' surfaces, and heavy armor manifested in turn, shrouding the giants entirely.

Rumble!

Five armored giants stood upon the scarred ruins, terrifying pressure pouring down like a tide; the next moment, they simultaneously drew the great swords at their waists, the blades cleaving the long sky, the air itself trembling for it.

"Th-this... what exactly is this.!" Inbeier·Yula's hands trembled faintly, cold sweat continuously seeping from his forehead.

He could clearly feel that spine-chilling pressure all around, yet he saw nothing, nor could he sense any magic power fluctuations; even as a powerhouse of the Spriggan 12, his scalp couldn't help but go numb at this moment.

The air was permeated with the breath of death, as if the entire space were surrounded by invisible sharp blades, liable to be torn to pieces by terrifying attacks at any moment.

"Now then," Madara looked down upon the crowd below from his height, his voice carrying a hint of mockery: "it is you who are surrounded by me."

"Cheap tricks!" Bradman shouted in rage, his figure turning into black mist and soaring skyward,

"Wait, Bradman!" Inbeier·Yula shouted loudly, but it was already too late to stop him: "There's something strange around this guy; attacking rashly is too dangerous!"

Before his voice fell, Madara gave a cold snort; the massive Susanoo followed his arm-raising motion to draw and slash horizontally, and the next instant, a heaven-shaking blade radiance had already slashed down from the sky.

Clang!

Sparks scattered in all directions; Bradman gripped his Death Scythe with both hands to block, and the moment blade and scythe clashed, an air wave swept the surroundings, the ground's bricks and stones instantly flung up, rubble shooting out in all directions like shells.

"Hmph, just this level?" A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Bradman's eyes; his wrist abruptly exerted force, black magic power surging on the Death Scythe, attempting to shake off Madara's offensive.

In that very instant, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly spread through his whole body. The smile on Bradman's face froze; he saw cracks suddenly manifesting in the surrounding space, like invisible blades enveloping him from all directions.

"What?!" Bradman's pupils sharply contracted, alarm bells ringing in his heart. Though unable to see the attack, he felt locked onto dead to rights, nowhere to dodge, nowhere to evade!

Boom!

Four giant blades slashed down simultaneously. A terrifying shockwave swept the field; Bradman's body, composed of Mo Li Li Zi, instantly collapsed under this power, turning into pitch-black mist and dissipating in the air.

"How could even the Mo Li Li Zi form be utterly destroyed?" At this moment, Jack·Leixiu, hiding in a different space, saw his pupils violently contract.

Bradman's body is composed of Mo Li Li Zi factors, the hardest to kill among the Twelve Shields; how could he have fallen just like this?

The next second, the Susanoo's blade radiance lost none of its momentum, hacking heavily into the ground; the earth could not bear this terrifying power and exploded with a boom. Countless cracks spread wildly like a spider web; wherever they passed, soil flew, giant rocks shattered.

Rumble!

A muffled roar came from deep in the strata; the tremor wave expanded outward from the slash point as its center, and in the blink of an eye this destructive shock had already spread tens of kilometers away, buildings tottering one after another.

"Bad!" Inbeier·Yula stared dead at those continuously expanding cracks, cold sweat sliding down his cheeks. If this continues, not only the battlefield, but even the remaining Royal Capital will turn into ruins!

He abruptly bent down, pressing both palms heavily onto the cracked ground; in an instant, magic power surged forth like a torrent from within him: "Eternal Ice Seal!"

Crack!

Bone-piercing cold air exploded with him as the center; rings of white magic runes rapidly expanded across the ground. Ice crystals spread at astonishing speed; wherever they reached, the hideous cracks were frozen by the extreme cold.

In a mere moment, the entire ground was completely covered by a thick layer of ice. Those bottomless gullies, though still faintly visible, could no longer continue to expand.

"Huff huff." Fine beads of sweat oozed on Inbeier·Yula's forehead. Covering such a large area with an ice sealing technique left even him feeling a wave of exhaustion.

"Just this much ability?" Uchiha Madara's voice carried a hint of mockery.

The next second, the ice beneath Susanoo's feet shattered, stirring up rings of icy fragments. Uchiha Madara's figure shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring, charging toward the still-panting Inbeier·Yula.

"Dream on!" Val·Yishite's mechanical arm transformed; in the blink of an eye over a dozen magic cannons took shape, several magic circles flashing at the cannon muzzles: "Alchemy Magic Cannon Array!"

Blue energy beams poured down like raindrops, weaving into a dense barrage net that sealed off all of Uchiha Madara's possible evasion routes.

At the same time, Dimaria Yesta in midair swept her fingertip through the void, leaving a silver trajectory: "Time Stream Stagnation!" Silver light stabbed straight at Uchiha Madara's chest like lightning.

But right then, both their faces changed drastically. A grim killing intent appeared soundlessly at their side.

Before they could react, the Limbo's blade radiance had already arrived!

Bang! Bang!

Amid dull impact sounds, the sound of metal colliding with flesh was clearly audible. Val·Yishite's proud mechanical armor was slashed open with a huge crack by a Limbo blade, sparks scattering as his whole person was sent flying backward.

Dimaria Yesta reacted extremely fast, instantly deploying a defensive magic circle. But the Limbo came too fast; in the haste she could only barely block. Her whole person was instantly sent flying, crashing heavily into distant ruins.

"Bastard!" Inbeier·Yula gritted his teeth. Before his eyes the blue giant shadow pressed closer step by step; he abruptly clasped his hands together: "Ice Absolute Divine Raiment!"

In an instant, crystalline ice armor covered his whole body. Cold air burst forth; moisture in the air condensed into frost, and a layer of dark blue ice crystals even surfaced on the ice beneath his feet.

This is armor forged from the netherworld's coldest ice; any object touching its surface will be instantly frozen.

He guarded with both hands before him, condensing a thick ice shield.

But the next moment, Inbeier·Yula suddenly felt a chill at his back; a soundless blade radiance had already cleaved toward his back.

Pfft!

Ice armor fragments scattered in all directions; cold light exploded, his body flying out like a kite with its string cut, plowing a deep gully across the hard ice layer.

But that Limbo's blade body also shattered inch by inch the moment it contacted the ice armor, turning into specks of light and dissipating in the air.

"I see." Madara's voice came from above, "Can't make direct contact, huh?"

He slowly raised the great sword in his hand; the blade was wreathed in visible vibration ripples, the air distorting and deforming under this power: "Since it freezes on contact, then I just won't touch you."

Boom!

Madara gripped the sword with both hands; the blade tip wreathed in tremor waves pressed down like the sky collapsing. Terrifying oppressive feeling shrouded the whole field; the air itself wailed under this power.

"Mmph!" Inbeier trembled all over; the bones in his body felt as if they would be shaken to pieces. Even his proud netherworld ice armor continuously cracked under this terrible tremor, emitting ear-piercing shattering sounds.

"Truly useless." An indifferent voice came from above, "Looks like I'll have to step in personally after all."

The voice just fell, a white figure descended from the sky; he wore a plain white kasaya, the very image of a monk — precisely Rakhede Dragneel of the Spriggan 12 who controls Desire Magic.

The moment Rakhede landed, the surrounding air suddenly turned viscous; he rapidly pressed his hands together, a flash of golden light crossing his eyes: "Desire Magic: Bind!"

In an instant, countless white motes emerged in the void, rapidly coalescing into the shape of tentacles. Those tentacles emitted an eerie glow, writhing like living things as they stretched madly toward the Susanoo.

"Want to trap me?" A sharp glint flashed in Madara Uchiha's eyes, and a cold smirk curled his lips. "Limbo!"

In the next instant, Madara's figure abruptly vanished; those white tentacles struck empty air, yet touched something in the same spot. A silhouette suddenly emerged in the void, but dissipated like smoke moments later.

"That is.!" Inbeier Yula abruptly raised his head, pupils sharply contracting. The silhouette the tentacles had just touched was completely identical to Madara's figure; recalling those previous unseen attacks, he finally understood something.

Inbeier abruptly shouted loudly: "Those phantoms are his clones, and they exist in a special state! They only manifest at the moment of attacking or being touched; once they move too far from him they return to his side, so they cannot be pursued!"

"Interesting." Madara's voice came from mid-air. "To actually discover this point."

He slowly raised the great sword in his hand; the trembling ripples on the blade grew even more violent. "However, what can you do even knowing it?"

Just as everyone's attention was drawn in that instant, a barely perceptible fluctuation emerged from behind Madara Uchiha. Jack Leixiu's figure silently emerged, dagger gleaming with cold light, striking straight at Madara Uchiha's back.

"As long as I'm not detected it's fine!" Killing intent erupted in Jack Leixiu's eyes; the dagger struck straight at Madara Uchiha's back.

However, Madara seemed to have eyes on his back, suddenly turning around. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Using the same trick to ambush, you really underestimate people too much."

Susanoo's massive body abruptly turned, the great sword in its hand sweeping out horizontally. Violent trembling ripples entwined the blade; the great sword cleaved toward Jack Leixiu like a blue lightning bolt.

"Bad!" Jack Leixiu's pupils violently contracted; he instinctively launched Space Magic, his figure instantly vanishing into a different dimension.

"Want to escape?" A trace of mockery carried in Madara's voice. "Limbo!"

Four phantoms instantly returned to the real body's side; Susanoo's great sword was simultaneously raised high. Terrifying trembling ripples surged wildly on the blade; this power had already reached a suffocating degree.

"Space Quake!"

The moment the blade fell, terrifying vibration ripples exploded in mid-air. This strike was not aimed at the ground, but directly slashed into the void! Space shattered like glass, revealing pitch-black cracks within.

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound came from within the different dimension, followed immediately by a miserable scream. Jack Leixiu's figure fell from the space rift; his body had already been torn in two by the terrifying vibration waves, fresh blood scattering like rain.

"Th-this how is it possible" Jack Leixiu fell from the space rift, eyes wide, staring at Madara Uchiha in disbelief. His proud Space Magic had actually been forcibly broken open by brute force.

Bang!

His body heavily slammed onto the ground, smashing a blood pit into the hard ground; his ruined body still twitched incessantly. Fresh blood quickly pooled into a crimson blood pool beneath him, dyeing the surrounding rubble red.

Just at this moment, a deafening huge boom came from the distant ruins. Boom! Amidst flying rubble, Dimaria Yesta's figure slowly rose into mid-air.

"Bastard, originally didn't want to use this power!" A struggling expression surfaced on her face, then she angrily shouted: "Receive Magic, 'Soul of God'!"

In an instant, terrifying magic power fluctuations erupted from within her. Black power surged out like a tide, rapidly covering her whole body. Golden patterns emerged on the black skin, each pattern emitting an eerie light.

"Mmph ah!" Intense pain made Dimaria unable to suppress a pained groan. Receiving the Time God's power was far more painful than imagined

But the next moment, her eyes abruptly snapped open, golden light erupting from her pupils. Her long hair stood on end under the surging magic power: "Time Seal!"

Hum!

The entire space instantly fell into an eerie stillness. Floating dust froze in mid-air, shattered bricks halted in mid-air, even the air seemed to have condensed into a solid. Distant companions were also frozen in place, as if time had been completely frozen.

In this frozen world, only Dimaria could still move freely. Her figure shuttled through the frozen space, rapidly arriving before Madara Uchiha. A golden magic circle condensed in her hand, aimed at Madara's skull.

"This time, absolutely won't let you escape." A coldness flashed in her eyes. "It's over."

However, just as she was about to release the magic, a cold light emerged from nothingness.

Puchi!

The sound of the great sword piercing the chest was exceptionally clear.

Dimaria Yesta lowered her head, looking at the blade tip suddenly protruding from her chest; fresh blood slowly dripped down the blade.

"Th-this impossible!" Her pupils violently contracted, staring at the chest wound in disbelief. "I clearly stopped time, why."

Words unfinished, the powerful Soul of God magic lost control. Black patterns receded rapidly like an ebbing tide; golden magic patterns also dimmed and dissipated. Time resumed flowing; everything around instantly returned to normal.

"Time stop?" Madara Uchiha's voice carried a trace of mockery. "Limbo exists only in the cracks of reality, fundamentally unbound by this world's time and space."

"Cough cough cough" Dimaria's fresh blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth; the Soul of God's power was rapidly draining, her life also swiftly fading.

Looking at Dimaria Yesta's figure, Rakhede Dragneel shook his head: "Overconfident in your own ability, leaving yourself alone with this kind of dangerous enemy, this isn't a wise choice......"

Magic power fluctuations emerged around Rakhede Dragneel. He pressed his palms together: "Desire Magic: Pleasure!"

As the magic circle expanded, a golden light pillar poured down like a waterfall from the sky, directly penetrating Susanoo's defense, enveloping Madara Uchiha.

"Anyone who has experienced physical pleasure, under this light beam, will feel a hundredfold pleasure" Rakhede Dragneel hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly froze.

Only to see Madara Uchiha standing in place, looking at his own body, brows tightly furrowed: "What is this."

"What?!" Rakhede Dragneel looked at Madara Uchiha with a strange look. "Could it be, you have never felt physical pleasure?"

(Chapter End)