Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece

Chapter 236 Rinnegan

Shinra Tensei!

Bai Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable power that transcended language itself.

Mihawk heard it, Jabba heard it, Shanks heard it.

The dragon's breath was so fast that even Shanks' Observation Haki could only foresee it, barely managing to get Mihawk and Jabara behind Bai Yu.

Then, the blank dragon breath that devoured all colors covered the entire space where everyone was located.

The scariest thing is not feeling the heat.

The energy density of dragon breath has reached a level that transcends the physical process of heat conduction itself. The energy is not transferred to the target through heat, but rather the chemical bonds between all the molecules that make up the target's body are directly severed by the decaying power carried by the dragon breath before the target even realizes that it has come into contact with the dragon breath.

His Rinnegan underwent a visible change at that moment.

The nine black tomoe in the Rinnegan began to rotate in a way that transcended the principles of optics. Instead of rotating from left to right or from right to left, each tomoe rotated independently on its own orbit, while at the same time forming a larger and more complex rotation pattern as a whole.

It's berserk; it's no longer an ordinary Rinnegan.

This rotational pattern does not conform to any known fluid dynamics: conservation of angular momentum; or any physical law that has been established in the human world. But it conforms to a higher logic, one that has existed since the birth of the universe and will continue to exist after the destruction of the universe.

This is the power of the Rinne Sharingan.

Or rather, the power of some higher being that created the world flows within Bai Yu's body.

Bai Yu pushed his hands outward from the clasped position, his fingers unfurled from their cross, and his palms faced forward, as if he were trying to push open a door so heavy that even a god would find it difficult to open.

Then Shinra Tensei was released.

A visible, pure repulsive field erupted from the center of Bai Yu's body in all directions. The moment the repulsive field left Bai Yu's body, it took on a perfect spherical wave shape, like a transparent sphere with Bai Yu as its center, expanding outward at an infinite speed.

At the boundary of this sphere, space itself is wrinkled by the energy density of the repulsive field, like an infinitely huge piece of silk being pushed outwards from the center by an infinitely huge hand. Countless radial wrinkles appear on the surface of the silk, starting from the center of the sphere.

Each fold is a crack in space.

Every crack was spewing out energy that did not belong to this dimension.

The repulsive field met the black dragon's breath.

The nature of dragon breath is decay; it causes all matter to go through the entire process from birth to destruction the moment it comes into contact with it. It is the projection of the power of time in space.

The nature of Shinra Tensei is repulsive force; it is a force that pushes all matter away from the caster. It is not destruction, not annihilation, not creation, but simply pushing.

This is a collision of two forces that are completely different in nature.

The decaying power of the dragon's breath attempted to erode the repulsive field of Shinra Tensei, trying to make the energy of the repulsive field age, decay, and dissipate the moment it came into contact with it.

However, the energy of the repulsive field had already been released from Bai Yu's body before it was decayed, and the power of decay could not keep up with the speed at which the repulsive field expanded outward.

Because the expansion speed of Shinra Tensei is not speed in the physical sense.

It is instantaneous.

At the very moment the spell is released, the repulsive field has already reached its maximum distance, with no intermediate propagation process.

The decaying power of the dragon's breath eroded a target that no longer existed.

At this moment, Bai Yu's Shinra Tensei was like an infinitely large wall pushing outward from Bai Yu's center. The wall's speed of advancement surpassed time itself, and before the decaying power of the dragon's breath could react, it had already pushed the dragon's breath back completely.

It's not a rebound.

It's pushed back.

The blank, colorless dragon breath, upon contact with the repulsive field of Shinra Tensei, folded backward from its head like a giant snake being choked. Each segment of the dragon breath was compressed backward by the repulsive field, folding layer by layer. The folding speed increased, until finally the entire dragon breath was compressed into a sphere with a diameter of less than one meter and a density so high that it glowed.

The surface of the sphere had an eerie milky white color, not white light, but a raw, pure white that appeared after all colors were compressed to their limits, without any spectral decomposition.

The black dragon's jaws reacted a fraction of a second before the repulsive field of Shinra Tensei arrived. Its jaws closed at a speed faster than when they were open. The force was so great that the shockwave generated when the jaws closed formed a visible ring-shaped shockwave in the air. When the shockwave spread outward, it tore a crack several kilometers long in the ground.

But Shinra Tensei's repulsive field closed faster than its jaws.

It's not about being faster.

It is much faster.

Just as the black dragon's jaws were about to close completely, the repulsive field, carrying the dragon's breath compressed into a sphere, crashed into the black dragon's mouth.

What happened next was a completely different picture in the eyes of everyone present.

In Mihawk's eyes, what he saw was the black dragon's head jerking backward in that instant, like a giant being punched in the face. The extent of the backward tilt caused the black dragon's neck muscles to make a sound like the fibers tearing under overload.

In Jabba's eyes, what he saw was a cloud of indescribable substance, neither flame nor smoke, spewing from the black dragon's mouth. The substance had a dark gray color.

enough.

Bai Yu slowly withdrew his hands from the pushing posture, and the energy field on his body surface that was between existence and non-existence began to dissipate. The glassy fragments floating in the air fell one after another after losing the restraint of gravity. The fragments frozen in the air made a sound like wind chimes as they fell.

Bai Yu took a deep breath.

The rotation speed of the nine tomoe in his Rinnegan began to slow down, from a frantic rotation to a high-speed rotation, from a high-speed rotation to a normal rotation, and finally stopped at a state where it was almost impossible to see that it was rotating.

Nighogg's power was indeed formidable, actually putting pressure on Bai Yu.

Jaba knelt on one knee, his injured left knee preventing him from standing up for the time being, but his eyes never left Bai Yu's back.

As he looked at the back of the boy who stood in front of everyone and looked like he wasn't even an adult yet, a thought flashed through Jabba's mind.

The idea struck him as absurd.

But once that thought appears, it can never be erased.

Jabba wondered if this boy had stood opposite the Rocks Pirates on the battlefield of God Valley, would Roger and Garp still have had the chance to become heroes?

Shanks remained silent.

His hand was temporarily numb from the force that expanded outward from the inside of the blade when he loosened the handle. His entire right arm, from his fingertips to his shoulder, was tingling with a faint, stinging pain, as if countless needles were piercing him at the same time.

But he wasn't looking at his hands.

He was looking at Bai Yu.

An emotion that only he himself knew flashed in Shanks' eyes.

Bai Yu turned around, his face expressionless. His Rinnegan was as calm as two bottomless ancient wells, devoid of any signs of life. The dark, scar-like patterns left by the spatial rifts in the sky, which had been torn apart and then healed by his power, were reflected on the surface of those two wells.

"Is he still alive?"

Jabba was the first to react. He wasn't someone who was easily swayed by emotions, but at that moment he couldn't help but let out a sound that was hard to tell if it was a laugh or a cough. The sound that came out of his throat had a bloody taste, and for a moment the corners of his mouth stretched into a unique arc of an old pirate, with a touch of roguishness and a touch of appreciation.

"To live."

Jabba's voice was a little hoarse: "But my left leg might not be so sure it can still help."

After Nighogg was hit by the explosion of Shinra Tensei, his head tilted back at an unknown angle, and his ten-thousand-meter-long neck took on a posture that was almost impossible to appear in nature, like a mountain that had been broken in half.

But the breakage was just an illusion.

After tilting its head back to its limit, the black dragon's head slowly returned to its normal position. Its lower jaw began to move again at a speed that made everyone present uneasy. The tissue between its upper and lower jaws, torn apart by the shockwave of the explosion, began to heal in an incredible way that surpassed any regenerative ability.

It is not growing new tissue.

It is a retrospective.

Time seemed to flow backwards on its body. The tissues that had been torn apart, burned, and destroyed by the explosion returned piece by piece to their original positions, like a videotape being played in reverse. Each piece of tissue merged with the surrounding tissue the instant it returned to its original position. There were no scars or traces of damage on the interface of the fusion, as if the tissues had never been damaged at all.

This process only lasted a few seconds.

A few seconds later, the black dragon's lower jaw was completely intact, as was the inside of its mouth. Its entire head looked exactly the same as before. If there was any difference, it was that the frequency of the two dark red lights in its eye sockets had become synchronized again.

After synchronization, the brightness of the two beams of light increased by one level compared to before.

It's not that it got stronger.

They're serious.

The black dragon's head slowly turned, its eye sockets, devoid of pupils but containing only two pulsating dark red orbs, sweeping from Mihawk to Jabba, from Jabba to Shanks, and finally settling on Bai Yu.

Bai Yu stood at the very front of everyone.

His hands hung naturally at his sides, his body stood straight, and his Rinnegan calmly gazed back at the light in those dark red eye sockets.

A man and a dragon staring at each other.

This scene captivated those observing the battlefield from dozens of miles away.

Dozens of miles away.

On the highest watchtower at the border of the Giant Kingdom, two figures stood side by side.

Their height was particularly striking in the land of giants, where the average height was over twenty meters, because they were not giants; they were human, members of the Knights of God from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

The person on the left was wearing a well-tailored long black coat. The collar and cuffs of the coat were embroidered with intricate and outrageous heraldic patterns in gold thread. These heraldic patterns were not decorations; each herald represented a kingdom destroyed by the Knights of God or a criminal executed by them. There were so many heraldry patterns that they stretched from the collar of the coat all the way to the hem.

He wore a pure white mask on his face. The mask had no openings for facial features, only an extremely smooth white curved surface. The white was not the white of paint or pigment.

These two people were observers sent by the Knights of God.

They observed the battlefield situation in real time and transmitted all intelligence back to the Flower Garden in Mary Geoise via special video Den Den Mushi (snail telephones).

Did you see that?

Sylvie's voice came from behind the mask, a voice as calm as if she were asking about the weather. But her grey-blue eyes betrayed her; her pupils trembled slightly for a moment—a physiological reaction that cannot be controlled by will when faced with a scene beyond human comprehension.

"I saw it."

Cassius's voice was flat, but his hand had unconsciously gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist. The moment his fingers touched the hilt, he felt something long-lost, something he hadn't felt for many years.

That kind of thing is called uncertainty.

He didn't know how long he could last if he stood opposite that guy, facing that repulsive field.

It'll probably be used as a speed bump.

"Among the flowers."

"A terrifying dragon has been confirmed to have appeared in the land of giants, Elbaf."

Cassius's voice remained flat and monotone, as if he were reading an official document.

"Its state is active, not dormant, not semi-active; it is fully active and possesses complete combat capabilities."

The Den Den Mushi's eyes flashed, and the interwoven dark red and gold light caused a brief signal interruption during the flash. The interruption lasted only a fraction of a second, but this fraction of a second was an anomaly that had never occurred in the highest priority signal channel.

The signal was restored after a fraction of a second.

"Continue." The neutral voice came from the Den Den Mushi, its tone unchanged from before, but Cassius gleaned some information from that fraction of a second of interruption.

The people at the Flower Pavilion are still processing this news.

Even the Five Elders needed time to process this news.

As the image appeared, the Den Den Mushi's eyes lit up instantly, not because of a signal problem, but because Hanama had actively increased the power output of the signal channel after hearing those words, in order to obtain a higher resolution image.