"Apocalypse: Flower Burial!" Kanon roared.
An apocalyptic aura erupted from her person, sending violent tremors through the God Tree itself. In terms of sheer destructive capacity, Kanon's self-styled technique was aggressively rivaling the Night Guy, and was on the absolute verge of eclipsing it.
The entire battlefield began to fracture and warp. As her Apocalypse: Flower Burial continuously expanded outward, her Complete Body Susanoo locked into a stance identical to Guy's.
Suddenly, a colossal spectral dragon head manifested, far larger than that of the Night Guy. It was a localized behemoth synthesized entirely from raw blood-vapor, the Susanoo, and the swirling petals of the Apocalypse: Flower Burial. The terrifying atmospheric pressure generated by this form triggered catastrophic, high-magnitude earthquakes across the continent, nay, across the entire Shinobi World!
Kanon's crimson trench coat completely disintegrated under the strain, exposing her form-fitting fishnet armor beneath. Yet, encased within the roaring vortex of the Complete Body Susanoo and the billions of grinding flower petals, she had become a tempest capable of physically reshaping the planet.
The raging updraft generated by the vortex caused the storm clouds overhead to collapse in on themselves, while the massive trunk of the God Tree tilted precariously. Witnessing this horrifying concentration of chakra, even Madara felt a rare prickle of disbelief. This magnitude of power had actively breached the threshold of the Six Paths, how was such a thing even possible?!
As Madara braced his own Six Paths chakra against the oncoming pressure, he found his aura being single-handedly suppressed and forced back by Kanon's single technique.
This was the ultimate form she had achieved by incinerating every drop of her chakra and offering her very life force as fuel.
The Tengu armor of the Susanoo transformed into a coiled dragon, and clutched within its spectral talons were the spinning vortexes of a Rasenshuriken and a Great Spiralling Ring.
Madara burst into a roaring laugh as he watched Kanon unleash this god-tier assault, while further away, Minato and the others stood entirely paralyzed in sheer disbelief.
Even Hashirama, who remained pinned to the earth by the black receivers, felt a cold sweat break across his brow as he observed the distant cataclysm. The horrific pressure emanating from Kanon was something the entire Shinobi World could actively feel. Whether it was the shinobi of her generation, the legendary Hokage, or even Madara in his Six Paths Mode, everyone was forced to gaze upon her in sheer awe.
By the sheer weight of her presence alone, the entire world vibrated.
No, it was the planet itself that was shuddering under the strain, as structural fault lines began to fracture across various regions.
Even within the distant, reconstructing Konoha, the sheer concussive force of the earthquake caused half of the village's foundation to fundamentally shift.
Madara laughed wildly as he locked his gaze onto Kanon. At this moment, he didn't know what emotional disposition he should adopt to honor her final gambit.
He didn't know whether he should laugh or weep, but he knew with absolute certainty that Kanon would never want to see his tears. When facing a warrior who had embraced her end with such unshakeable resolve, Madara Uchiha would offer nothing less than eternal remembrance and profound respect, and that was exactly what Kanon demanded.
"Chakra of this magnitude... Kanon! You are truly magnificent!"
"In terms of taijutsu, among all those I have clashed with throughout my lifetime, no one stands above you! I, Madara, declare you the strongest!"
"Go, Kanon! Carry the absolute glory of the Uchiha, and realize your true dream!"
"Ahhhh!" Might Guy roared. He knew his Night Guy might be inferior to Kanon's technique, but at this stage, he could only throw his entire life into this final, desperate strike.
Kanon watched as Might Guy charged toward her at a velocity that defied physics. She lunged forward in tandem, and the planet-shaking dragon constructed around her Susanoo roared as it advanced alongside her.
"Incredible speed!" Madara gasped.
In that localized instant, the surrounding space began to physically warp; right before his eyes, his Six Paths staff began to visibly bend under the pressure.
Guy leaped into the air, driving a devastating, chakra-saturated kick directly toward Kanon.
"Night Guy!"
Kanon brushed the remnants of her tattered crimson trench coat behind her, extending her arm out in a definitive thrust. Behind her, the crimson dragon of the Complete Body Susanoo let out an earth-shattering roar.
The bellow echoed like a true, primeval dragon descending upon the earth, intercepting Might Guy's advance head-on.
"Flower Dance!"
A cataclysmic shockwave blanketed the entire sector. Minato and the other shinobi were instantly blasted thousands of meters backward by the sheer atmospheric displacement, and even Madara, despite being in his Six Paths Mode, was forced to skid back under the pressure.
Yet, in the exact instant of impact, everyone saw the definitive outcome: Guy had lost. He had lost completely and utterly. His Night Guy failed to even fracture the dragon head of her Susanoo.
In a fraction of a second, his physical form was entirely reduced to a mist of blood, vanishing into nothingness. Yet, Kanon was already past the point of no return; the sheer momentum of her heavy-handed strike sheared clean through the massive trunk of the God Tree, triggering a terrifying, localized explosion.
However, the sheer backlash of the strike caused Kanon's entire right arm to completely disintegrate into a bloody mist.
As the smoke cleared, Gaara and the others slowly pushed themselves up, only to be met with an image that would remain burned into their memories for eternity.
Where Might Guy had stood, and spanning straight through the base of the God Tree, a massive, canyon-like trench extending nearly ten thousand meters had been violently carved into the earth. This was the singular ruin left behind by Kanon's Flower Dance.
"Was that Kanon's final strike...? What happened to her?" Kakashi pushed himself up, his voice heavy, but as he looked toward the center of the crater, his pupils dilated in horror.
Kanon lay motionless within the deep trench beneath the fractured God Tree. Her eyes held a mixture of lingering tears and a serene smile. Unlike Guy, whose body had burned to ash, her outer skin remained pristine and unblemished.
Yet, her heart had permanently ceased to beat, and her pupils were entirely devoid of light.
Alongside Guy, she had perished upon this very battlefield.
Madara looked upon her corpse, a rare expression of sorrow crossing his features, but he understood that this was the path Kanon had chosen for herself.
It was time to act. Shifting his focus, he hurled his Truth-Seeking Balls straight toward Kakashi and the others.
"Kanon... I shall be the one to carry out your ultimate will. Thank you for showing me such a magnificent display of taijutsu."
But in that exact millisecond, Naruto materialized directly in front of Kakashi, driving a violent kick that deflected the Truth-Seeking Balls straight back at Madara.
A massive detonation erupted directly behind Madara. He stared in absolute bewilderment; the Truth-Seeking Balls had been physically deflected. How was that even possible?
Naruto walked forward step by step until he came to a halt beside Kanon's body. Staring down at her peaceful, smiling face, a heavy wave of grief washed over him. Memories of their time together flashed through his mind, leaving him standing there, entirely paralyzed.
If he were to simply reach out his hand and utilize the Six Paths Yang Power, he could have anchor-linked her soul and brought her back, but he couldn't do it.
"Kanon... I'm sorry. Perhaps this is your true release."
"Once the dust settles from all of this... I'll come with you."
"We'll always be best friends. Since we couldn't properly understand each other in this world, let's go to another world and figure it out together..."
Naruto gazed down at Kanon's corpse, a profound, suffocating agony twisting his chest. The words he had kept locked within his heart could no longer reach her.
Naruto dropped to his knees beside her, gently tracing his fingers against Kanon's cold, pale cheek. Though the warmth had entirely left her flesh, her breathtaking, peerless beauty still struck a chord deep within his soul.
Yet, all that remained in Naruto's heart was a hollow despair. He couldn't comprehend why things had to end this way. If this was the destination Kanon had carved out for herself, he simply couldn't accept it.
"Kanon, do you know?"
"From the very first day I met you, you occupied a massive space in my heart... I never really understood what love was... or what it meant to like someone..."
"But over time, I just grew completely used to you being by my side."
"I don't know if that's what love is... but... seeing you like this, it hurts so much right here..." Naruto whispered, tears streaming down his face as he pressed a hand against his chest, murmuring to her cold, silent body.
Meanwhile, within the spatial dimension of the Flower Realm.
Kanon lay motionless amidst the fields of flowers, her breath entirely absent. Tears streamed down Konin's face as she looked upon her.
"I'm sorry... I've let you suffer so much."
"But the path to godhood was always meant to be a perilous, agonizing journey."
Konin gently caressed Kanon's face, her slender fingers tracing down from her brow.
Looking down at Kanon's rapidly cooling body, Konin scooped her up into her arms.
"Kanon... I believe I've never told you this before, but I am not an independent entity..."
"My true identity is your future self. However, my sole purpose in being here is to ensure that you surpass the version of me that exists in the future."
"The timelines are split into countless branches, and your ascension to godhood is an absolute certainty that cannot be altered."
"However, the method of your ascension and the heights of the power you achieve can be fundamentally reshaped."
"Through the collective efforts of countless iterations of Kanon Uchiha and Kanon Ōtsutsuki, you will become the singular, supreme existence."
"You probably haven't realized it yet, but that specific balance of Yin and Yang chakra within your body carries the concentrated hopes of countless timelines, nourished by the very blood of your divinity."
"We have staked absolutely everything on you. Therefore, you will not fall here!"
Konin let out a resonant cry within the Flower Realm. Behind her, resting upon a massive cherry blossom tree stump etched with age rings, were six Sharingan. Slowly, one of those eyes began to lose its luster, fading into complete darkness.
"Divine Art: Yin-Yang Fusion!"
In an instant, the Yang chakra and Yin chakra locked deep within Kanon's body were forcibly drawn out and guided by Konin.
As it turned out, the sole reason Kanon had unleashed the Gate of Death was to completely catalyze and unleash the dormant Yin-Yang Release chakra within her soul. Only by crossing the threshold of true physical death could the divine chakra anchoring her existence be fully unsealed.
And now, by utilizing Izanagi, the definitive reality of her death would be completely rewritten.
Through the fusion of that precise technique, her eyes would evolve into the ultimate visual prowess, the Rinnegan.
A pair of eyes that would completely surpass the God of the Ōtsutsuki, becoming an invincible, unrivaled force in existence!
That specific technique was a truly peerless methodology, a divine art that could be hailed as eternally unrivaled across all generations.
However, there was still one final catalyst required. Konin would only reveal the truth to Kanon once the Infinite Tsukuyomi was officially cast upon the world.
"Kanon, you are going to transcend every single dimension of this world!"
"Begin your ascension... and claim your place at the absolute peak!"
As Konin's voice echoed through the space, the cold corpse of Kanon cradled in her arms began to regain its natural color. Gradually, a soft breath escaped her lips, the definitive proof that Izanagi had successfully rewritten her reality.
Back on the battlefield, Naruto stood over Kanon's body. Seeing her skin completely lose its luster as her muscles began to stiffen, his expression twisted into an apex of complex emotions.
In the distance, Madara turned a shocked gaze toward him.
"Naruto? No... his presence is entirely different from before."
"That bastard Obito..."
Naruto looked down at Kanon, his voice thick with uncontainable sorrow.
"Thick-Brows Sensei and Kanon... they ended up taking each other out..."
"Kanon, why... why did you have to go this far?"
But there was no response. Kanon was dead, no longer anchoring her consciousness to this world.
"Are you Naruto?!" Kakashi called out from across the battlefield, his voice straining.
"Yeah. It's me, Kakashi-sensei."
"Even I find it hard to believe... but right now, I feel like I can change absolutely everything."
Naruto opened his eyes, revealing the eyes of the Six Paths, a unique Sage Mode completely devoid of the usual pigment rings around the eyelids. He locked his gaze directly onto Madara.
"Damn it... his presence has completely transformed," Madara muttered under his breath.
True to his word, Naruto pivoted on his heel, his form blurring as he vanished instantly from his position.
Madara's reflexes were equally instantaneous. Whipping out his Truth-Seeking Balls, he reshaped them into a Six Paths staff, crossing it defensively over his chest.
Yet, Naruto's fist smashed directly through the defense, impacting Madara with enough kinetic force to hurl him violently backward into the stump of the God Tree. Because the tree had already been fractured by Kanon's prior assault, the remaining base split open with massive structural fissures upon impact.
"How is this possible?! How can that brat Naruto possess physical strength of this caliber?!"
"And my Truth-Seeking Balls... he clearly made direct physical contact with them, so why is he completely unharmed?!" Madara's features contorted into an expression of sheer, unadulterated shock.
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