Lightning Armor!
Of all Aoi's taijutsu techniques and defensive jutsu, this was by far the weakest — yet it was the one he chose in the end…
Fight lightning with lightning itself!
Deep blue electricity wrapped around Aoi like a cloak, forming a tight, impenetrable barrier that looked solid and unbreakable.
But the moment the terrifying white lightning crashed down upon it, the armor shattered almost instantly…
"Hold on! Don't give way!"
Aoi gritted his teeth and roared, pouring every last ounce of strength into activating the Flying Thunder God. Strangely enough, the Lightning Armor seemed to sense his desperation.
Crackle… crackle…
It was like a splash of water being struck by a heavy hammer — the raging white lightning blasted the armor apart time and again.
Yet every time the blue barrier was on the verge of vanishing completely, the white bolts would lose their momentum and dissipate…
At once, the Lightning Armor would re‑form and wrap around Aoi once more — only to be smashed apart again the moment it came within range of the white lightning.
Over and over it went!
In the span of just half a second, this cycle repeated countless times.
It made Aoi look exactly like an Ultraman wearing a blue skin‑suit: his energy running dangerously low, the white light on his chest flickering non‑stop — until suddenly, with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.
The Flying Thunder God technique had finally succeeded!
Up in the storm clouds, the white lightning lingered for a moment, searching for its target.
When it could no longer find him, the bolts hesitated briefly before diving back down into the ocean.
Meanwhile, Aoi lay half‑dead on the deck of his ship, the "energy light" on his chest still sparking and flickering without pause.
Three days later…
Rain began to fall. Aoi opened his mouth wide, trying to catch a few drops to quench his thirst.
But before the water could even reach his lips, the light on his chest zapped it into steam.
"System, are you kidding me?" Aoi grimaced in frustration.
"When will this blasted 'energy light' finally turn off? It would be better just to drive a sword through my heart and end it."
For three whole days, gravely injured as he was, he had eaten nothing and drunk nothing — and not because he was too weak to move…
Even if he struggled to pull a loaf of bread out of his storage space, it would be zapped into ash before he could bring it close enough to take a bite.
Now, even drinking rainwater had become an impossible dream. The suffering was unbearable…
"I was far too reckless and inexperienced," Aoi muttered, tears of regret welling up.
"System, you really set me up! Not even Hashirama Senju could have walked into that hellish storm, right?"
"Wrong. One blast of True Several Thousand Hands would flatten everything in its path."
Aoi choked mid‑sentence. He hadn't expected the System to be such a die‑hard fan of Hashirama.
But if I already had the power to wipe out anything and everything like Hashirama, what use would I even have for this meteorite? You really are still tricking me, aren't you…
Ding — the energy light has been deactivated.
"..."
Aoi raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "System, have you secretly installed some weird update lately?"
"Why do you ask?"
Because you've started acting tricky — changing the subject and dodging questions…
But at least the light was finally off!
Not caring anymore whether the System had added some new scheming feature, Aoi quickly pulled out loaves of bread and bottles of water, shoveling them into his empty stomach.
Food is the foundation of life!
Once his belly was full, color returned to his face, and he finally felt alive again — out of immediate danger at last.
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