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Chapter 554 My life is no longer my own.
Chapter 554 My life is no longer my own.
"One move!"
Just as the black rod pierced through his body, a fierce glint flashed in Nagato's eyes.
He ignored the black rod protruding from his chest and completely disregarded the gushing blood. Instead, he suddenly raised his arm, palm facing backward, aiming it at the Otsutsuki Issho behind him!
—Shinra Tensei.
hum!
An invisible yet violent repulsive force erupted from this center, surging towards the Otsutsuki Isshiki behind him, attempting to blast him away.
However----
Faced with this attack, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki didn't even lift his eyelids, maintaining his indifferent posture, and simply threw a punch at the surging repulsive force.
It was just the simplest and most direct straight punch.
But the moment the punch was thrown, the air was compressed and exploded where the fist passed, producing a deafening sonic boom.
boom!!
The immense, invisible repulsive force of Shinra Tensei clashed violently with the fist containing terrifying power.
There was no stalemate; it felt like a powerful spring fixed to a wall, which should have deflected the incoming fist.
However, the outcome is quite different when what comes crashing down is not a fist, but a battering ram powerful enough to shatter an entire wall.
Just like the rampaging Six-Tails Naruto in the original work, who inserted his six tails into the ground to fix them in place, he forcibly broke through Pain's Shinra Tensei.
Bang!
At this moment, a terrifying force far exceeding the repulsive force itself also exceeded Nagato's limit, turning into a reaction force that rebounded back into Nagato's body.
"Pfft!" Nagato coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing into a distant broken mountain. After a loud bang, he was engulfed by the shattered boulders of the mountain.
What?
Hanzo, who was impaled and pinned to the spot by the black rod, stared in disbelief at everything that had happened in the blink of an eye, his mind blank.
What kind of monstrous power is this?!
"Ignorant and fearless fools."
A cold, indifferent voice rang out, and Otsutsuki Isshiki lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Hanzo who was pinned to the spot by the black rod.
Click!
On his abdomen, the black mark shattered with a cracking sound.
This body is collapsing.
"You actually managed to push me to this point." There was no anger in his words, he was just stating a fact.
In order to heal Cixian's body, which was ravaged to the point of collapse, he had to release more power.
But the "compassionate string" has never been a perfect "instrument".
In his memory, thousands of years ago, he was ambushed by Kaguya and his lower body was eaten by the Ten-Tails, leaving him with only half a mutilated body. He barely escaped on the verge of death.
It was a passing monk named Cixian whose body's unique "wavelength" was barely suitable to become his temporary vessel, allowing him to parasitize his body and eke out a living until now.
However, Jigen's body was merely a "temporary container" with low compatibility, which was far from sufficient to perfectly withstand or contain the full power of his Otsutsuki Isshiki for long.
Moreover, the biggest problem is that he has not yet found a suitable, new, and perfect "vessel" to carve his own "wedge" and carry out a truly perfect reincarnation.
The "white wedge" on Hanzo's body was merely a vessel for power and could not be used for reincarnation.
If it dies because of container failure, then it may truly perish completely.
Thinking of this, a cold and real shadow of death, after thousands of years, once again quietly swept over Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's heart.
but----
His gaze pierced through the lingering smoke and dust, reaching towards the distant rift leading to the underground palace. His eyes narrowed slightly, a deep glint flashing in their depths.
If, deep within that underground palace, there truly are the remains of Ōtsutsuki Shibaaki—
Then, he might no longer need to worry about finding a suitable "tool".
If possible, Ichishiki really doesn't want to risk entering that guy Yunshiki's territory.
Despite their lingering fears, at this moment, the countdown to death had already begun silently.
Moreover, if I'm not mistaken, that strange guy who fused with the Ten-Tails also abandoned the Ten-Tails to attract everyone's attention, just like cutting off his own tail to survive, and escaped into the underground palace rift.
If there are any unknown dangers, it's good to let that guy go and scout ahead first.
"There's no time to hesitate anymore."
Thinking of this, Otsutsuki Isshiki's gaze darkened slightly. His eyes swept over Hanzo, who was clearly beyond saving after being pierced by the black rod. His feet slightly lifted off the ground, and his body floated up.
Then, just as he was about to fly straight to the entrance of the underground palace.
呲!
With a sharp whistling sound, a laser beam instantly crossed the distance between them, shooting from behind towards Isshiki Otsutsuki's heart.
The attack came suddenly and ruthlessly, targeting the very moment when his mind was slightly distracted.
But Otsutsuki Isshiki didn't even turn around; he merely glanced slightly behind him with his black eyes.
One of them was named Bikuna.
hum!
Just as the laser beam was about to touch his body, it seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, shrinking instantly until it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki slowly turned around, looked at the smoke and dust gradually being blown away by the wind in the distance, and said indifferently, "Indeed, an unkillable insect."
The smoke and dust finally dissipated, revealing a figure staggering out from among them.
Nagato looked extremely miserable at this moment, his face covered with blood, dust and sweat, making it almost impossible to see his original appearance.
The wound on his chest, pierced by the black rod, was gruesome and terrifying, with blood gushing out and soaking through his tattered white Zetsu coat.
One of his arms was twisted and clearly broken, and he could only cover it with his other hand. He walked with a limp, each step seemingly exhausting, leaving bloody footprints on the ground.
On one of his shoulders, two mechanical arms covered with intricate structures and pipes grew out, locking onto the distant Otsutsuki Isshiki; the laser from earlier had originated from there.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Nagato coughed, each cough bringing up mouthfuls of blood, but he stared intently at Isshiki, his voice hoarse, "You're not dead yet, so how could I be?"
"My life is no longer my own."
As soon as he finished speaking, he used his still barely movable arm to raise the katana in his hand with difficulty, the tip of the blade pointing at the distant Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.
Then, Nagato took a deep breath, as if inhaling the last of his life force along with the smoke and blood in the air.
"Let's make the judgment," he said. "The cycle of karma."
Let me see what price I'll have to pay to gain the power to kill him.
hum!
As soon as he finished speaking, the tsuba (handguard) of the katana in his hand, which resembled the Rinnegan, suddenly opened, and a phantom image of the Rinnegan appeared silently behind him.
The moment the phantom opened its eyes, Otsutsuki Isshiki, who was in the distance, suddenly stopped, feeling as if he were being watched.
This eerie feeling gave him a vague sense of threat, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.