MSIN: Chapter 231
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"This is my final attack."
Haori's hands were pressed against the back of the Roshomon. In a flash of lightning, the dark, thick metal instantly lit up like an incandescent bulb at maximum power.
In the darkness, it had an unusually unique allure, captivating anyone who saw it, making it impossible to look away.
Even the Rinnegan's gaze.
Because this allure came from the most thorough aura of destruction.
Ability users are generally very good at quantifying and evaluating themselves. This is especially true for esper users. But right now, Haori didn't know what state he was in.
It's more accurate to say that he was forcing himself to go berserk rather than activating his ability.
And… for Haori, he didn't need to figure out his condition. He just needed to know that he had to aim this metal object at his intended target and fire it.
The super-large electromagnetic railgun was just the super-large electromagnetic railgun.
御中 Chidori Flow: Third Stage Roshomon was just Chidori Flow: Third Stage.
This was Haori's standard skill. He had no reason to be unable to do it.
But was that really the case? This level of quantitative change was actually a complete qualitative change. The combined weight of the super-large electromagnetic railgun's shots, Haori probably couldn't even reach the weight of the Roshomon in his entire life.
As the Roshomon got brighter and brighter, the summoning beasts that had bought Haori time instantly disappeared. This was completely instinctive. The destructive energy behind them made the summoning beasts return to the summoning space on their own.
If it were up to Haori to release the Summoning Jutsu, he wouldn't have had that much time.
Crisis!
An unexpected crisis!
Nagato, hidden somewhere, could naturally sense and estimate the scale of the "jutsu" that Pain was about to face.
In this sealed space, they couldn't avoid it. They couldn't hide.
So, Nagato's instant decision was to temporarily concentrate all the power of the Six Paths onto the Deva Path, to face…
Defense.
It could only be called defense.
At this moment, everything seemed to fall silent.
The white-red super-large beam instantly burned up all the oxygen in the space, giving everything that existed within it a choking sensation like their necks were being squeezed.
The air blades wrapping around the rectangular iron block simply cut through the ground, leaving deep red marks.
The trajectory continued to extend towards an unreachable point in the distance.
The so-called unbreakable barrier that Pain had set up instantly crumbled like paper under this extreme physical attack.
It's impossible for an electromagnetic launch of this size to reach a Mach 3 initial speed. But it was probably the first time that the Roshomon was used for this level of attack… unstoppable.
Even the ultimate Shinra Tensei couldn't stop it.
The impact force and destructive power of the electromagnetic railgun depend on speed, and even more so on mass.
After the barrier was destroyed, the air rushed back into the space. It was as if all the sounds were restored at this moment.
The sound of water vaporizing, "sizzling," was particularly noticeable. In the deep mark left by the super-large electromagnetic railgun, the soil and metal elements were mixed together, turning a dark red due to the high temperature.
At this moment, it seemed like Haori's path back was unobstructed.
But he stood still.
The consequences of overusing his ability exceeded his original expectations. This damage wasn't just physical, but mainly a mental burden… So, he stood there silently, as if he had lost consciousness.
Soundlessly, maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes.
Suddenly, a thin black rod was thrown with great speed. Then, it hit Haori's right shoulder. The powerful impact force caused him to fall backward.
Then, another one, his left shoulder.
Then, another one, his right abdomen.
Then, another one, his left leg.
Haori was hit by these four consecutive strikes. Then, he was thrown backward like a broken sandbag, rolling and crashing into a tree trunk.
…Under the attack of the super-large electromagnetic railgun, all the Pain puppets had disappeared. Their existence was completely erased, leaving not a trace behind…
Except for the Deva Path.
The Deva Path used all his power to protect himself. So, when he faced Haori's unprecedentedly large-scale attack, he was like a bouncy ball sandwiched between a sports car's low chassis and the road. He was dragged along for thousands of meters, looking very embarrassed until the Deva Path's defensive power was completely exhausted.
But that was it. The super-large electromagnetic railgun continued to attack forward, but this puppet remained. He didn't disappear.
Haori still seemed to be unconscious, but Deva Path Yahiko walked towards him.
Complete defense was impossible. This corpse had been severely damaged. If it were a living person, he would be deader than dead, but the reality is that as long as the black rods on his body weren't removed, the corpse could continue to move.
"You did well, but it all ends here."
The Deva Path flicked his left hand, and a black rod reappeared in his hand. Then, he was about to pierce Haori's heart.
But at this moment, Haori finally moved.
Although he was still half-sitting, his right hand moved like lightning, breaking the black rod and stabbing directly into the Deva Path's chest.
But he couldn't get any closer… On the contrary, his right hand was twisted by immense force, causing his bones to break, one by one.
This was the last bit of power of the Rinnegan. Nagato's chakra was almost completely depleted. The Rinnegan's power required a considerable amount of time to recover.
"Finally activated…"
Haori's right hand hung limply, but at the same time, the Deva Path didn't continue his attack. Instead, he took a few steps back.
The Deva Path stared at Haori's reopened eyes. This was the second time he was surprised.
"Dojutsu?"
Did Haori still have a Dojutsu?
Originally, he had blue eyes that looked very similar to Minato's. But now, his eyes…
They faded from azure to light purple, then from light purple to a slight red.
Calm like a mirror lake, cold and silent.
In these bottomless pupils, there was a connection to the eternally unfillable Azure Hole.
"Dojutsu… It is indeed Dojutsu." Haori said. But to be precise, this is called a causality weapon.
Under the vision of these eyes, as long as you make physical contact with the target in a specific way, whether it's life itself, objective existence, or even more abstract concepts, they can be erased.
That's how powerful this thing is.
But whether you're a contractor, an alchemist, a magician, or a ninja, to gain something, you must lose something. It doesn't have to be an equal exchange, but gains and losses always require a trade-off.
At this moment, Haori's last resort, his other super-ability, finally activated for the first time.
In essence, it's just a support ability with no direct attack power. But that doesn't stop it from being a true, S-rank, BUG-level existence.
It's also because of these eyes that Haori came to this world.
The reason it's called "talent" and not "skill" isn't because it has anything to do with genetics. It's just because it's something that can't be used immediately.
Although it was "bestowed," if Haori wanted to use this ability, he still needed a near-death experience to unlock it. Even though he had died once, he had a sufficient understanding of death.
But to obtain the ability to look death in the face, his new body still needed to experience that feeling again.
Haori originally thought that this was an ability he would never use in his life. Later, he desperately needed this power, but his risky efforts failed. He didn't get the reward he deserved.
If he had gotten these eyes before tonight, things would have been much simpler. But there are no ifs in this world.
"Near-death" is an unquantifiable, ambiguous concept. Humans don't have digitized health bars. When is it low HP? Is low HP near death?
It's impossible to grasp the extent. It's easy to go from near-death to death.
It's even related to Haori's subjective and objective emotions. It didn't work when he actively tried to do it. But the more he wanted to avoid the outcome of death, the more he could truly experience the feeling he needed.
"This is the Demon Eye that the Demon Slayer clan uses to slay demons. But to slay gods… it's actually perfect."
Maybe he should say… As long as it's alive, I'll show you how to kill gods?
But if using the Electric Shock user's ability requires a physical mental burden, then the burden that Haori's eyes bring is a more abstract mental oppression. The awakening and use of these eyes are accompanied by extreme discomfort and pain.
The level of this pain… right now, Haori also has a very strong urge to gouge his own eyes out.
But he can't. On the contrary, he must adapt to his new power.
The aftereffects of overusing the Electric Shock user are still there. Haori's brain is still muddled. His physical condition is also very poor because of the consecutive injuries. This means that his mind can't be focused right now. So, he can only see lines of death, but not the more fatal death points.
But for the current situation, the lines being visible are enough.
The super-large electromagnetic railgun exhausted Haori's power, and it also exhausted the Deva Path's power. But because of his new awakening, the two were no longer on the same level.
Haori was in a position to look down on his opponent.
"One arm for one arm. That's a fair deal. But unfortunately, the world won't always be fair."
Haori and the Deva Path, both only have one left arm that can move.
So, Haori staggered forward, then waved his hand.
A simple hand chop touched the other side's body, gliding along the path of the death line. There was no resistance at all…
Then, the Deva Path's left arm was thrown away.
Then…
The rest of his body followed.
Haori was very meticulous. Objectively speaking, he perfectly completed the job of dismemberment.
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