ROAR!
A thunderous dragon cry burst from Hashirama's position.
BOOM!
The ground exploded beneath him as a massive wooden dragon, easily several hundred meters long, soared into the sky. Hashirama stood calmly atop its head like a battle-hardened general.
On the other side, a blue inferno wrapped tightly around Uchiha Madara, and in a flash, the colossal Susanoo took shape—looming like a demigod, its glowing form engulfing him in armor and fire.
"So… you two are done with ninjutsu already?"
Yuto looked up, eyes shifting between the wooden dragon and Susanoo.
"One try was enough," Madara said coldly, arms crossed. "Your kekkei genkai is far stronger than we imagined. But I doubt you're completely immune to taijutsu."
Hashirama's expression grew serious.
"Yuto, one of the Three Great Warlords of the Warring States… The warm-up is over."
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"Are those… are those the two strongest men of the Hidden Leaf?!"
"What terrifying chakra! So this is the power that ended the Warring States Era?"
"Is Lord Mizukage going to be okay?"
"Relax. This is Lord Yuto we're talking about. He's stronger than all five of the great nations combined!"
Far away, the Mist ninja watched from a distance, unable to contain their gasps at the colossal wooden dragon and towering Susanoo.
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"Tch… What, you guys think I don't have a trump card too?"
Yuto rolled his neck, cracking it audibly. Staring up at giants several hundred meters tall was giving him a sore neck.
As an Alpha-level mutant, Yuto's "Black King" powers far exceeded anything seen in the movies.
He could absorb any form of energy—electrical, kinetic, thermal, even wind—and convert it into raw power. His strength wasn't just immense, it was virtually limitless.
But… absorbing too much without a proper outlet could be problematic.
Still, with both Madara and Hashirama ganging up on him, there was only one option left:
Go all out.
> "When it comes to attrition, I fear no one."
WHOOM. WHOOM.
As Yuto unleashed his full power, the very ground began to quake.
Invisible energy currents flooded the air, swirling madly toward him. The once-clear sky darkened with storm clouds.
Lightning crackled overhead. The wind howled.
Around Yuto, space itself began to distort. A faint ripple of spatial energy shimmered in the air.
This—this was the power of an Alpha mutant.
A suffocating pressure rolled off his body like a tsunami. Even Hashirama and Madara's eyes narrowed in alarm.
Hashirama could clearly feel natural chakra—Senjutsu energy—rushing toward Yuto's body. But it wasn't just Senjutsu. All kinds of energy, from every direction, were pouring into him.
Any normal person would've exploded from the overload.
But Yuto?
His body didn't even twitch.
No stone skin. No transformation. No glowing runes. He was absorbing absurd amounts of energy like it was nothing.
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"Now… Who's first?"
Yuto cracked his knuckles, and the sound alone was like a thunderclap.
BOOM!
With a stomp, the ground split beneath him—and he vanished.
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"Madara! Behind you!"
Hashirama roared.
"I see him!" Madara's Mangekyō Sharingan spun rapidly.
"You can see, Lil' Mada—
"But can your body keep up?"
Yuto smirked as he floated just above Susanoo's head, boosted by the burst of kinetic force he'd unleashed.
BOOM!
He threw a punch.
The air shattered.
Susanoo's armored head crumpled like paper beneath the blow.
Madara had reacted fast. The moment Yuto appeared behind him, he'd already leapt out from Susanoo's head. He barely escaped.
Still—his ultimate defense had just been crushed in a single hit.
Even Madara was rattled.
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ROAR!!
The wooden dragon let out a deafening cry, lunging forward and clamping its jaws around Yuto, slamming him into the ground with explosive force.
BOOM!!
Dust billowed into the sky like a mushroom cloud.
When it cleared—Yuto stood, completely unharmed.
But his body was momentarily stiff.
Hashirama's eyes lit up.
"So… that was a sealing technique."
Madara's lips curled into a rare smirk. "Now that's something to be happy about."
As expected—Yuto's ability couldn't absorb sealing techniques. Madara, the master of genjutsu and forbidden techniques, was delighted.
Black King's power couldn't touch genjutsu—and apparently, sealing techniques too were beyond its reach.
Which meant: Wood Style was effective against Yuto.
Still… only somewhat.
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Yuto raised his fists and began pummeling the dragon's wooden head.
Chunks flew everywhere.
In seconds, the dragon's face was a shattered wreck.
Even as Hashirama rapidly tried to regenerate it, the speed of destruction far outpaced the healing.
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"Complete Body – Susanoo!!"
Madara's eyes flared. A torrent of chakra surged from his Mangekyō Sharingan.
The towering Susanoo grew even larger, now clad in full armor and standing like a titan. From its hands, two enormous energy blades emerged—each several hundred meters long.
"MERGE!"
With a single command, Susanoo's twin swords fused into one massive blade, radiating monstrous power.
Madara roared and raised the blade high overhead.
"SLASH!!"
Hashirama amplified the attack with his chakra, keeping Yuto pinned in place with the wooden dragon.
Yuto looked up just in time to see a several-hundred-meter-long blade come swinging down from the heavens.
And he cursed.
Loudly.
> "Damn it! Even with my absorption, there's no way I'm tanking THAT without a scratch!"
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