190: The fusion of Gods, the final cleansing form!

Deathly silence.

An unprecedented, deathly silence enveloped the entire battlefield.

That once arrogant golden giant god was now awkwardly suspended in mid-air, half of his body, along with his entire arm, had turned into primal particles, dissipating into nothingness. In his sole remaining eye, what burned was no longer rage, but a bewildered blankness mixed with shock and incomprehension.

On the other side, the ethereal blue stream of light that had fallen from ten thousand meters high was drawn back by an invisible force, slowly flying back. His mirror-smooth “face” was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, like a porcelain vessel on the verge of shattering completely. The damage to his spirit core made it incredibly difficult for him to even maintain a stable form.

As for the Ōtsutsuki leader, who had maintained an arrogant posture from beginning to end, he now shed all contempt. He looked at the unharmed child puppet, Pharmacist Qin, on the ground. The gray mist that had disintegrated his divine power was like an unremovable poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in his understanding.

Defeated.

Completely and utterly defeated.

Whether it was a pure power confrontation, the bizarre interference at the conceptual level, or even higher-dimensional information offense and defense, their proud “Divine Authority,” which transcended mortal beings, was crushed one by one by twelve cold steel constructs in an even more brutal and unreasonable manner.

This was not a battle; this was humiliation.

“This is as far as it goes.”

The Ōtsutsuki leader, a man somewhat similar to Momoshiki, finally spoke. His voice no longer carried its previous authority, only an extreme, icy resolve.

He looked at his two heavily injured companions.

The power-type giant god struggled to stabilize his body, his single eye filled with unwillingness.

The faceless law manipulator’s spirit core, the cracks within it had even begun to emanate the primordial energy that constituted his existence.

They both understood that fighting alone, there was no chance of victory. Facing this “Calamity Legion” that was beyond their scope, they had to resort to that forbidden, last resort, which was only to be used when their clan faced annihilation.

A hint of madness and determination flashed in Momoshiki Kai’s eyes. He slowly raised his hands, forming an incredibly complex hand seal that had never appeared in this world before.

“In the name of the Ōtsutsuki main family, execute the final judgment!”

The moment his words fell, the other two Ōtsutsuki leaders, as if receiving some command, simultaneously abandoned their self-repair and resistance.

The power-type giant god’s remaining half of his body suddenly ignited, transforming into a pure, red energy torrent filled with destructive and violent will.

The faceless law manipulator’s cracked body completely disintegrated, turning into billions of ethereal blue threads of law, representing causality and logic.

Two completely different forces, one violent and one serene, surged without hesitation towards Momoshiki Kai in the center!

They were not absorbed, but actively and sacrificially poured into Momoshiki Kai’s body.

“Ah—!”

A pained roar, not sounding human, erupted from Momoshiki Kai’s mouth.

His body began to undergo terrifying mutations at a visible speed.

The bones beneath his skin rapidly proliferated and reorganized, emitting a grating “clack, clack” sound. Muscle fibers tore and instantly healed, each creeping bringing a rapid expansion of his body size.

Pfft!

A pair of grotesque, enormous wings made of pure bone suddenly burst from his back, trailing golden blood as they unfurled in the air!

In the center of his forehead, his skin suddenly split open, and a tightly closed vertical pupil, shimmering with an ominous purple light, slowly opened.

His original white robe was completely torn apart by this power. In its place was a new set of armor, as if alive, combining the features of the three. The armor’s main body was Momoshiki Kai’s pure white, but it was covered with the scarlet patterns of the power-type giant god, and adorned with the ethereal blue crystals of the law manipulator at the joints.

His aura surged exponentially.

In just a few breaths, a new “Fusion God,” radiating an indescribable aura of terror, was born between heaven and earth.

He was no longer a mere aggregation of space, power, or energy.

He himself was a higher-order “law,” capable of distorting reality!

The “Fusion God” slowly opened his eyes, including the new vertical pupil on his forehead. In his three eyes, there was no emotion, only an indifferent, absolute divinity that regarded all living beings as mere straw dogs.

He simply, casually, cast his gaze towards a majestic mountain peak on the distant horizon.

No energy fluctuations, no law distortions, no warning whatsoever.

The next second.

That mountain peak, which had stood for millions of years, simply… vanished into thin air.

It wasn’t destroyed, wasn’t leveled, and certainly wasn’t teleported.

It just vanished.

As if it had never existed, as if a piece of “reality” in that area had been dug out of thin air, leaving only a smooth, unsettlingly large indentation.

On the battlefield, all of the Ninja Allied Forces who witnessed this scene had their brains instantly crash.

“The mountain… where’s the mountain?!”

A Kumogakure Ninja pointed into the distance, his voice trembling and distorted with extreme fear.

“It was just there… such a huge mountain… where did it go?!”

No one could answer him.

This kind of phenomenon, beyond their comprehension, like a divine punishment, completely shattered their last shred of hope.

The “Fusion God” seemed quite satisfied with this effect. He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping past the twelve mechanical demon gods standing in strict formation, directly locking onto the figure leisurely watching the battle from the top of the Naihe Bridge.

“The laws of this world shall be rewritten by me.”

His voice was no longer transmitted through air vibrations, but directly echoed in the minds of every living being.

“You aberrations, shall return to nothingness!”

As his words fell, the entire world began to emit a mournful cry, unable to bear the weight.

The sky, that scarlet firmament stained by the Naihe Bridge, began to show dark cracks, like a piece of glass about to shatter.

The earth trembled silently, the outlines of mountains and rivers began to blur, like an unsatisfactory painting being crudely smeared by an artist.

Rules were being forcibly rewritten!

A more terrified commotion erupted within the Ninja Allied Forces’ ranks.

“My hand! What’s wrong with my hand?!”

A Ninja fearfully raised his right hand; that hand was rapidly becoming translucent at a visible speed. He could even see the scene behind him through his own skin and flesh.

This bizarre phenomenon spread rapidly like a plague.

More and more people’s bodies began to become illusory, as if they were being forcibly “erased” from this world.

This was an irresistible attack.

Because the enemy was, at a conceptual level, deleting the very act of “resistance.”

You cannot attack a god who is erasing your very “existence.”

Kazekage Gaara looked at his own hand, which was also beginning to turn transparent, feeling the rapid dissipation of Chakra within his body. What welled up in his heart was no longer the shock and frustration he felt when facing Senro Bankai, but a purer, more primal… despair.

They were being “uninstalled” by this world.

However, amidst this apocalyptic scene, at the top of the scarlet iron bridge that spanned heaven and earth.

Tang Yan still maintained his relaxed sitting posture.

He looked at the arrogant “Fusion God,” at the Ninja Allied Forces beginning to “disappear” below, and at the world collapsing.

The curve of his lips did not change in the slightest.

As if everything happening before his eyes was merely a slightly crude, boring play.

He simply, lightly, raised a single finger.