—Paper God Technique: Divine Execution!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The Heaven-Slaying Spears surged forward in perfect formation. At a terrifying rate of twenty-six million per second, they detached from the array, linked end to end, and launched a relentless air-to-ground barrage of piercing strikes and explosive annihilation.
Akira muttered calmly,
"I originally prepared this move for Isshiki's 'Sukunahikona' and 'Daikokuten.' I'll just use you all for practice first."
Chōjūrō clutched his head and screamed,
"We're going to die! We're all going to die!"
Darui roared,
"Lord Hokage! We can't just sit here and wait for death!"
"I know!" Naruto shouted back.
Click!
The dark-purple helmet opened. The golden fox mask opened wide, and a rapid-fire Tailed Beast Bomb blasted upward like crimson artillery.
But at the very first impact, it was erased like a soap bubble—without even producing a spark.
Gaara's sand defenses collapsed like wet mud, failing in less than a millisecond.
Kurama's lightning-enhanced Body Flicker was even more miserable. He had barely moved half a body-length before the vanguard of spears smashed him into the ground, leaving him no choice but to endure the impalement.
Boom!
In an instant, the Majestic Attire armor turned into a porcupine.
Explosions bloomed across it like mushrooms, completely swallowing Kurama's form.
Crack!
Purple fragments and silver storms blasted outward in all directions, collapsing the surrounding mountains.
With no other choice, Obito pressed a hand to Madara's shoulder and activated Kamui phasing.
Otherwise, by the time their Edo bodies reassembled, this grand fireworks display would already be over.
Madara stared unblinking at the devastated battlefield. His face radiated excitement greater than when he had once faced Hashirama.
"Akira's move is faster than Hashirama's True Several Thousand Hands, wider in coverage, and fiercer in assault!"
"Hahahahaha! Uchiha ocular power has finally surpassed the Senju!"
"Akira! Well done! I, Madara, proclaim you the spokesperson of the new Uchiha era!"
Obito wanted to be just as excited.
If not for the fact that this technique reminded him of painful memories related to that woman.
"No wonder this is such a top-tier body," he murmured.
"Who would've thought a technique born from a little girl's love of origami, combined with Uchiha dojutsu, could create such a miracle?"
"Konan…"
Obito's reverence for her deepened once more.
"Raaaarghhhhhhh!"
In the inferno, Sasuke squeezed every last drop of power from his eyes, desperately repairing Susanoo's armor.
But the repairs couldn't keep up with the destruction.
His ocular power plummeted off a cliff.
Bloodshot veins spread across his irises, crimson blurring his vision.
At the brink of death, inspiration struck.
"Lady Tsuchikage! Use Super-Heavyweight to increase Susanoo's mass! Now!"
"H-Huh? O-Okay!"
Kurotsuchi immediately activated Super-Heavyweight.
With mass increased but volume unchanged, density skyrocketed.
And higher density meant greater durability.
Buzz!
The effect was immediate.
The rate of armor collapse slowed drastically.
But—
Only five seconds had passed since the spear rain began!
They still had twenty-five seconds to endure.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
Fifteen seconds.
Twenty seconds.
The Kage clenched their teeth, silently counting in their minds.
Every five seconds survived felt like being reborn.
Finally—
With the sixfold defense boost from Super-Heavyweight, they endured the final five seconds.
Chōjūrō laughed hysterically.
"Hahahahaha! We made it! We survived! W-Wait…"
Hearing the explosions still continuing, his smile froze.
Why?
Why hadn't it stopped?
Wasn't it supposed to be thirty seconds?
Scalp-tingling despair spread through the Kage's hearts.
"H-How… is this possible…?"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The spear rain continued mercilessly.
Akira said calmly,
"Sorry. I miscalculated earlier."
"Six hundred and eighty million was what I could do before awakening the Rinnegan."
"The real number is…"
"Eight hundred and sixty million."
"Seven seconds."
"A fish's memory lasts seven seconds."
"You'll be freed from this pain soon enough."
Boom, boom, boom…
From within the shattered purple-gold beast, no voices emerged.
After the final seven seconds ended, the residual shockwaves continued for over twenty more seconds before finally subsiding.
Smoke still covered the land.
Whoosh!
White paper wings unfurled from Akira's back as he flew into the haze.
He landed in a crater hundreds of meters wide.
Naruto, Sasuke, Darui, Gaara, and Chōjūrō lay scattered across the ruins, each nearly a hundred meters apart.
It seemed that at the last moment, Naruto had thrown them out of Kurama's chakra cloak.
Judging by their injuries, even if they survived, they would suffer terribly.
Akira scanned the ruins.
Beside a pool of blood, he spotted a severed leg.
He flew over, folded his wings, and landed.
The leg was filthy with dust and blood, but its fair skin was still faintly visible.
Near the broken thighbone, a fragment of red fabric clung to it—a cheongsam.
Kurotsuchi.
Only one leg remained.
When she had been thrown away, she had been unlucky—pierced by a flying spear, her body blown apart. Only this leg had escaped the blast.
Whoosh!
Akira used Universal Pull to draw it into his hand.
Gripping her calf, he lifted it upright and carefully peeled off the red cloth fragment.
His right eye shimmered.
—Umadara Flow!
Seconds later, using the leg as an anchor, Kurotsuchi's shattered body was restored through time reversal.
After tossing her gently onto the ground, Akira used the fabric as a reference and restored the cheongsam as well.
He threw it to her.
"Put your clothes on."
Biting her lip, Kurotsuchi nodded and quickly dressed.
Then, hands behind her back like a guilty little sister, she said,
"Brother Akira… I'm sorry. If I hadn't joined the others, I'd have stood out too much."
"And… you saw me in such an embarrassing state."
"It doesn't matter," Akira replied flatly.
"I'm not interested in women other than Kaori."
"To me, you just looked like pork belly on a chopping board."
He stepped forward and placed a hand on her shoulder.
—Twin Blossom!
Crackle!
Kurotsuchi's body was swapped beneath Akira's divine robe.
Madara and Obito entered the smoke, having exited Bo'er Ye Xu's concealment, and saw this scene.
Madara said,
"When I saw you display her with Twin Blossom in the Origin Space, I suspected it."
"So you really used Kotoamatsukami on Ōnoki's granddaughter."
"When I decided to add a Twin Blossom backup body," Akira replied calmly,
"I naturally made sure she was on my side."
"Otherwise, if she killed herself when I activated it, who would I complain to?"
Crackle!
As he turned, Akira's head and body transformed into Konan's.
He smiled gently.
"And Kurotsuchi's body is just as easy to use as Konan's~"
"They're tied for second place~"
Madara asked with interest,
"Then who's first?"
(Note: Not Kaori. 'Easy to use' refers to combat utility, not intimacy.)
Obito said awkwardly,
"Akira… could you change your head back first?"
Crackle!
Akira reverted to his own face.
Suddenly, sensing something, he, Madara, and Obito all looked up at once.
Whoosh!
Yomotsu Hirasaka opened.
Urashiki arrived, as promised, to collect Momoshiki's debt.
The moment he lowered his head, he met three pairs of eyes staring up from the abyss.
His whole body—
Went numb.
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