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Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 309: Illuminate the World, Infinite Tsukuyomi (3,300 words)
Chapter 309 - 309: Illuminate the World, Infinite Tsukuyomi (3,300 words)
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Within the Core Dimension, Kyōsuke smiled calmly as he faced the siege from several opponents.
He moved with ease and agility, weaving through the attacks of each Falcon-level powerhouse without the slightest difficulty.
"Your movements are far too slow," he commented casually, his voice carrying a note of disdain.
"The time you take to extract chakra is utterly unbearable."
"Without the aid of your planet's power, you cannot even maintain the most basic standards of combat. How pathetic."
"Why do you flee? You do not even dare to engage in close-quarters battle, yet you still have the nerve to call yourselves guardians?"
These native powerhouses were utterly seething with anger.
It would have been one thing if they were simply unable to defeat him, but to now be lectured and mocked like a bunch of children was an indignity worse than death.
Yet, strength dictated all. Their skills were inferior, and when fists could not win, words naturally held no power either.
Taking advantage of the brief openings created as the enemies dodged, Kyōsuke launched nine Truth-Seeking Orbs, each one flying with lethal precision. In an instant, he effortlessly claimed three lives.
One particularly foolish opponent even tried to meet the Storm Style: Light Fang head-on, not realizing that this technique was so sharp it could even sever a Truth-Seeking Orb.
Natives would always be natives. They lacked even the most basic ability to discern danger.
"The Divine Tree still needs a little more time to complete its evolution," Kyōsuke murmured, as though speaking to himself.
"Until then, I shall amuse myself with you all a little longer."
A dark golden light soared into the heavens, and in the next moment, Kyōsuke summoned forth the long-forgotten power of the Perfect Susanoo.
Before their astonished eyes, a colossal behemoth over seven hundred meters tall descended into the battlefield, casting an overwhelming shadow upon all.
"What... what is that monstrous thing?!" someone cried out in horror.
"Curse it all! Why does the enemy possess so many terrifying techniques?" another shouted, despair in his voice.
"Is this the terrifying enemy foretold in the prophecies, the one who could bring ruin to the universe?" a third muttered, his face pale with fear.
"Leader, we cannot afford to hesitate any longer," a warrior urged desperately.
"But..." the leader hesitated, his heart heavy.
"Do you intend to let our brothers die in vain?!" the warrior roared, cutting off any further doubt.
As their tense conversation unfolded, the Susanoo's blade was drawn from its sheath with a roar. A casual swing of the sword unleashed a destructive force comparable to the high-powered Tailed Beast Bombs of the Nine-Tails.
Such was the power Kyōsuke now wielded. He regarded even Super Kage-level opponents as nothing more than dust and insects.
No matter what techniques they employed, he could crush them with the greatest of ease.
"As I thought, piloting a Gundam always brings a special kind of satisfaction," Kyōsuke laughed, his voice filled with wild, exhilarating joy.
He did not even need to move personally. A mere thought could unleash destruction on a scale that shattered the very fabric of reality.
To call it satisfying would be an understatement.
Meanwhile, among the natives, the strongest among them finally steeled his heart, preparing to gather the strength of all and summon forth the legendary monster that had been sealed away for countless years.
When Shadow Star was first formed, its unique structure had given rise to many bizarre and powerful lifeforms.
These creatures possessed immense individual power, and it had taken humanity several thousand bloody years of battle to barely wipe them from the surface of the planet.
The strongest of these beings had been sealed within the planet's core itself, constantly suppressed by the power of Shadow Star.
Now, faced with Kyōsuke's overwhelming might, they felt true despair for the very first time.
Since death seemed inevitable, they decided to gamble everything by summoning the monster to confront their enemy.
Regardless of who ultimately won or lost, there would be no survival for any of those present.
It was a path that led straight into hell.
"My brothers, I am honored to have fought alongside you," someone said solemnly.
"Hahaha, after battling each other for so many years, who would have thought we would finally step into the underworld together?" another laughed, his voice tinged with a mixture of bitterness and camaraderie.
"So long as we stand together, why should we fear the underworld?" a third declared, his spirit still burning bright.
"Come then. Let us summon the mightiest of demon gods, Frigido."
The Demon Vritra, born from the birth of Shadow Star itself, was a creature of unfathomable strength, one whose might was beyond human comprehension.
Most importantly, Vritra could also manipulate the planet's power, rendering humanity's greatest means of resistance utterly useless.
Even now, without the aid of Shadow Star's full power, none knew exactly how much strength Vritra could muster.
Kyōsuke's gaze was razor-sharp. Almost instantly, he noticed the unusual movements among the enemies.
Sensing the state of the Divine Tree, he frowned slightly. He had no intention of letting things spiral out of control.
"I have played enough. It is time to end this farce."
Purple lightning surged along the blade of the Susanoo's sword. With a mighty swing of its arm, the colossal blade howled through the air toward the enemies.
Dominating Blade: Divine Judgment Prison!
This strike was so overwhelming that not a single person present could resist it.
Once its size exceeded three hundred meters, Susanoo already possessed the power of a Six Paths-level existence.
Now, this complete form of Susanoo, though perhaps still slightly inferior to the Ultimate Form summoned by Madara at the end of his life, was more than enough to handle an ordinary Six Paths-level powerhouse.
Indeed, this was the kind of power that easily surpassed weaklings like Obito, even when he wielded the Six Paths' strength.
Such a terrifying manifestation of Susanoo was utterly beyond what a mere group of Super-kage-level warriors could contend with.
BOOOOM!!!
A deafening boom resounded through the space.
As the colossal sword descended, most of the natives were instantly reduced to nothing but drifting blood mist, not even a single intact corpse remaining.
Kyōsuke's attack had clearly worked, yet he was still a step too late to stop the enemy's final move.
ROOOOAAAAR!!!
A beastly roar, filled with eerie ferocity, suddenly echoed through the air as a gigantic figure slowly began to awaken.
Its body was hideous, covered in sharp barbs. Its brown skin bulged with muscles as tough as forged iron, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression that made the very air feel heavy.
Just moments ago, it had endured over seventy percent of Susanoo's devastating sword strike without being completely destroyed. That alone proved it possessed combat strength comparable to a Six Paths-level entity
"Not bad, I suppose," Kyōsuke remarked casually, his voice calm, though carrying a hint of disdain.
Summoning a Truth-Seeking Orb with a mere thought, he invoked the power granted by the Kāma seal to open a spatial portal. fгeewebnovёl.com
The next moment, the orb transformed into a sharp arrow and shot straight toward the monster's body.
However, the result was astonishing. The Truth-Seeking Orb, which could normally erase anything it touched, failed to penetrate even the creature's outer skin.
Kyōsuke's eyes glinted with excitement.
"Finally, something a little interesting," he muttered.
With a flash of movement, he instantly appeared atop the creature's massive head.
His palm radiated a dazzling lightning glow, and in the next instant, like a divine punishment from the heavens, he brought it crashing down.
Purple Lightning: Take-Mikazuchi!
A series of deafening explosions erupted. The entire Core Dimension Space trembled faintly from the force of his attack, a clear sign that Kyōsuke had unleashed his full power.
Under such relentless assault, the mighty monster Vritra finally sustained injuries.
Although the wounds were not deep enough to be fatal, an injury was still an injury.
If one dared to reveal even the smallest sliver of weakness in battle, then no matter how vast their vitality, death would eventually follow.
With one hand, Kyōsuke pressed down hard on the monster, preventing it from rising or counterattacking.
Sensing the incredible resilience and power sealed within the creature's body, he frowned slightly. Without hesitation, he unleashed his Ice Release, sealing the entire monster within a thick layer of ice.
"What a giant punching bag," he muttered, a trace of frustration flashing across his face.
Even Take-Mikazuchi could not truly wound it deeply, and the number of techniques that could be effective was rapidly dwindling.
The beast's combat prowess was not enough to threaten him at all, but its terrifyingly resilient body made it an exhausting opponent.
"What should I do next..." He thought for a moment, then quickly made up his mind.
"No, better not waste time playing around with it."
The Divine Tree had already been fully planted.
Kyōsuke had no interest in wasting any more energy or time wrestling with a mere beast.
Before the monster could break free, a flash of violet light crossed his eyes, and the entire Core Dimension Space began to shudder violently.
Catastrophic Planetary Devastation!
Not only the crust of the Core Dimension Space itself but even small asteroids drifting in outer space were pulled down by the immense gravitational force guided by Kyōsuke's vast chakra.
At first, Vritra was still able to struggle and resist. Yet, as several meteors slammed brutally onto its head, even the monstrous creature appeared dazed.
By the time it regained its senses, a second moon had already appeared in the sky, a twin to the one that had long hung there.
Even someone as powerful as Kaguya could not destroy a moon from within, let alone a monster relying solely on its flesh to wreak havoc.
"Once I finish evolving, I will come back and deal with you properly," Kyōsuke said coldly.
With that, he activated his ocular powers and quietly returned to the place where the Divine Tree had taken root.
From a distance, faint voices filled with fear and awe echoed across the battered land.
"Oh my goodness, what exactly is that monster?!" someone exclaimed in shock.
"It does not matter what it is. In the end, as long as we destroy it, everything will be fine," another answered grimly.
In the outside world, countless people had already set their sights on the Divine Tree, which symbolized an ominous future. Many tried to destroy it, but their pitiful attacks could not even be considered a mere tickle to the Ten Tails.
The power of the Shadow Star was not something that any random fool could simply wield.
In Kyōsuke's eyes, this planet resembled the world of spiritual awakening often described in the novels of his previous life, where battles were fought by borrowing the power of heaven and earth.
Yet, he understood a cruel truth: once those self-proclaimed powerful beings lost the support of a greater force, their true weakness would be laid bare for all to see.
"What a meaningless struggle," Kyōsuke murmured softly to himself, shaking his head with mild disdain.
He rose slowly into the sky, moving gracefully until he reached the top of the Divine Tree. There, beside the blooming flower at its crown, he came to a halt.
Since he had not consumed a Chakra Fruit before, Kyōsuke could not activate Infinite Tsukuyomi through natural means. He had to directly purchase the necessary power from the system's store.
Fortunately, at this moment, he lacked everything except points. Spending them was effortless, and he felt no pain in doing so.
He raised a single hand before his chest and began weaving seals. Soon, the flower's core started to blossom, revealing a brilliant red Rinne Sharingan hidden within.
"It is finally about to begin," Kyōsuke whispered, his eyes shining with anticipation.
The newly created moon hovered in the sky, its gentle glow casting soft light over most of the Shadow Star. It served perfectly as a medium for the grand illusion he was about to unleash.
"Illuminate this world," he murmured solemnly.
In an instant, the hazy moonlight shifted. The once gentle silver radiance turned blood-red, and the distinct pattern of the Rinne Sharingan slowly emerged upon its surface, mirroring the eye hidden within the Divine Tree's flower.
"Infinite Tsukuyomi!"
The ultimate illusion was thus cast. A blinding white light engulfed the entire world, piercing through every corner of the land.
Kyōsuke felt it clearly. The entire Shadow Star was trembling, as if it sensed the looming catastrophe. Yet, the planet lacked the will to resist on its own. Without the aid of a Falcon-level powerhouse, it was powerless to mount any defense.
As for potential enemies, Kyōsuke felt no concern. In this entire world, there were very few individuals who could be considered Falcon-level, and even if they existed, it was far too late for them to intervene.
The radiant light of Infinite Tsukuyomi had already spread, enveloping billions of lives under its control.
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
Kyosuke burst into wild laughter, his Chakra pouring forth without restraint.
Under his ceaseless infusion of power, the Division Tree began to grow at an astonishing speed. Its roots burrowed deep into the earth, drawing upon the planet's vitality to strengthen itself continuously.
Before long, massive roots broke through the ground all across the world. They extended outward like strange, living fabrics, wrapping around every creature ensnared by the illusion.
It did not spare anyone. Humans, animals, even the smallest insects—anything that possessed life was caught within the God Tree's grasp. After all, no matter how tiny the prey, meat was still meat.
One or two creatures made little difference, but when their numbers rose into the billions, they became a tremendous source of Chakra.
Despair reigned supreme!
The entire planet had fallen under Kyōsuke's violent dominion, stripped of all ability to resist or even to comprehend what was happening to them.
It was cruel. Yet, this was the most fundamental and brutal law of the universe: The Law Of The Jungle.
Kyosuke understood it better than anyone. In his world, there had never been any place for mercy.
Showing pity to the enemy was the same as being cruel to oneself, and he knew he could not afford such foolishness.
The only kindness he offered to these conquered souls was to grant them, in the moments before their deaths, an illusion shaped by their deepest desires.
Within the dream woven by Infinite Tsukuyomi, they would live out hundreds of years of happiness. Perhaps, compared to the cold cruelty of reality, that illusory life was the better path.
"To live itself is nothing but an illusion," Kyōsuke whispered.
The white light of Infinite Tsukuyomi illuminated the world, and soon, Kyōsuke would harvest his first Chakra Fruit.
When that moment arrived, he would be able to ignite the Divine Flame within himself, shedding his mortal shell to become a true, undying, divine being.
According to Kaguya, the act of igniting the Divine Flame was simply the term used by the Otsutsuki Clan. In countless greater worlds across the cosmos, many other strange and varied titles existed for such a transformation.
Some called them Demon Gods, others Seraphs, Creators, Destroyers, and countless more.
Some worlds were so mighty that even beings as fearsome as the Otsutsuki, those infamous butchers of the universe, dared not lay a finger upon them.
The universe was far vaster than Kyōsuke had ever imagined.
Once he consumed his first Chakra Fruit, he would finally touch upon that higher realm with his own hands. The very thought filled him with uncontainable excitement.
However, the transformation required time. The Divine Tree's absorption of the planet's life force would be a slow process, and the sheer number of lives, numbering in the billions, was beyond the imagination of any ordinary mind.
Unbeknownst to Kyōsuke, the Otsutsuki Clan had long since dispatched members of their Law Enforcement Division.
Two years had passed since then—more than enough time for them to complete a long journey across space.
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Elsewhere, within a hidden base known only to Uchiha Izuna among the entire Uchiha Clan, a secret ritual was quietly unfolding.
Before him lay a perfect clone—a body crafted with meticulous care and astonishing precision. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that it was an exact replica of Uchiha Madara himself.
This was the clone of his elder brother, prepared for a single purpose: resurrection.
"After all these years of preparation, I have finally succeeded," Izuna murmured with deep emotion.
He gazed at the body with deep satisfaction and said to himself, "The strength of this body will be more than enough to bear the greatness of my brother's power."
Without hesitation, Izuna swiftly formed hand seals with both hands. He was about to cast a forbidden ninjutsu, one he had seized from the Senju clan.
Summoning: Impure World Reincarnation!
As the ashes and dust of the reanimation technique began to gather in the air, a familiar face slowly emerged before Izuna's eyes once again, as though the flow of time had been reversed.
"Big Brother!" he called out with a voice filled with overwhelming emotion.
However, when he noticed that his brother showed no sign of response, Izuna hurriedly patted his own forehead, blaming himself for his carelessness.
He had been so focused on completing the resurrection that he had forgotten one crucial step. Without embedding a special control talisman, the reanimated body would not possess the consciousness or will of its previous life.
Izuna did not want to bring back a mere walking corpse. What he desired was his brother, the towering figure who had once shielded the Uchiha clan from storms and calamities.
Just as Izuna was about to correct his mistake, a sudden movement caught his attention.
The reanimated body that should have remained dormant unexpectedly stirred.
Then, as if defying the natural laws recorded in all the forbidden tomes, Uchiha Madara suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"It is you, Izuna," Madara said with a soft smile on his lips.
"What is going on?" Izuna gasped in alarm, his heart filled with both excitement and unease. He could not help but wonder whether something had gone wrong with the jutsu.
Why was this so different from the information left behind in the scroll?
He thought bitterly of Senju Tobirama, that detestable man. No wonder that villain met his end so early. With such an unreliable and chaotic technique, it was no surprise that everything had fallen apart.
Yet what happened next was even stranger and far beyond Izuna's understanding.
The reanimated Madara, without waiting for any command or control, began moving freely within the confines of the secret laboratory.
"This feeling," Madara murmured softly.
"It must be from Kyōsuke's squad of the Followers of the Afterlife. That stingy fellow has finally shown some generosity," he said with a rare chuckle.
Although Madara's smile was as familiar as it had always been, Izuna could faintly sense that something was different. Some subtle and profound change had taken place.
Even though Madara had not yet fully returned to life, the overwhelming aura he exuded made Izuna feel almost breathless.
Such terrifying pressure, such oppressive might. Izuna had only ever sensed something similar from Kyōsuke and Kaguya before.
Not even Yayoi, despite becoming the Jinchuriki of the Ten Tails, had managed to evoke such a feeling.
Izuna, as one of the highest-ranking powerhouses, immediately understood what this meant.
Ordinarily, a reanimated body would be restricted in strength. Even the most advanced reanimation could only allow about eighty percent of the deceased's original power to be displayed.
This implied that the real strength of Uchiha Madara, once fully resurrected, would be even more fearsome than what Izuna was sensing now.
"This is not normal at all," Izuna thought in a daze, his mind momentarily blank.
He did indeed admire and revere his elder brother, but that did not mean he blindly believed Madara to be the strongest existence in the world.
After all, Kyōsuke and Yayoi both possessed the Ten Tails, the most monstrous power known to their universe.
Moreover, Madara's Yin power had long since faded with time. In terms of pure foundations, there was no way he should be able to rival those who wielded the divine beasts of ancient times.
As these thoughts swirled through Izuna's mind, the Followers of the Afterlife began to release their full power. Waves of pure and concentrated life energy/force flowed into Madara's body, little by little restoring the vitality he had long lost.
A faint heartbeat, steady and powerful, echoed through the quiet laboratory.
"My strength is returning," Madara murmured as he looked down at his own hands, feeling the familiar flow of chakra once more pulsing through his body.
At that moment, within a radius of hundreds of miles, any ninja with even a hint of sensing ability immediately felt the disturbance. Their heads snapped up, their eyes filled with vigilance and shock.
"What is happening? Have the Otsutsuki launched an invasion?" Uchiha Haruto took off his sacred ceremonial robe in one swift movement and rushed out with Kurama Jun by his side.
On the way, they encountered Hyuga Yayoi, who had also hurried over, her expression solemn.
"Aunt Yayoi," Yuto called out quickly.
"Let us go and see first before making any judgments," Yayoi replied, her voice calm.
The winds howled across the land, carrying with them the faint rumble of a long-forgotten power awakening once more.
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