Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 126 Purge Mode

"shave!"

Sakazuki let out a low shout, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, his figure moved like a ghost through the swarm of missiles. Every movement was precise to the extreme.

Explosions rang out one after another, and flames illuminated the entire sky.

As the smoke cleared, Sakazuki's figure appeared above the Supreme Imperial Arms.

Inside the cockpit, the young emperor stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, utterly incredulous. "Impossible!"

The young emperor frantically manipulated the control panel, trying to make the Supreme Imperial Arms retreat.

However, the previously damaged leg armor emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound, and the mech's movements became sluggish and clumsy.

"Hound of the Underworld!"

With a furious roar, Sakazuki's right fist slammed down like a meteorite.

With a deafening roar, Sakazuki's fist slammed heavily into the head of the Supreme Imperial Arm. A terrifying shockwave spread outwards from the center of his fist.

The head armor of the Supreme Imperial Armor shattered instantly under this terrifying blow, and spiderweb-like cracks spread at an alarming speed.

With a deafening crash, the massive body of the Supreme Imperial Arm tilted backward, losing its balance. At that moment, time seemed to slow down.

"No, no!" The little emperor frantically pounded on the control panel.

"boom!"

The massive mech crashed heavily to the ground, stirring up a towering cloud of dust.

The entire earth trembled violently, as if a small earthquake had occurred, and debris and dust scattered like raindrops, obscuring the sun.

On the ground, Minister Ernest was thrown to the ground by the massive shockwave, rolling several times before finally coming to a stop. He struggled to his feet, his face covered in dust.

"That piece of trash!" Ernest said through gritted teeth, "He can't even use a Supreme Imperial Arm properly, he's utterly disgraced the Imperial Family!"

He quickly pulled out his communicator and pressed the button rapidly.

Inside the cockpit, the young emperor slumped to the floor, his eyes blankly staring at the flashing warning messages.

Suddenly, a minister's urgent voice came through the communicator: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Are you alright?"

The young emperor snapped back to reality, as if grasping at a lifeline. He frantically grabbed the communicator, his voice trembling: "Ernest! Quick... quick, save me!"

Ernest's voice became calm and firm: "Your Majesty, don't panic! I have a way to help you. But you must first disable the cockpit's defense systems."

"Shut down the defense system?" The young emperor paused, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. "But..."

"Your Majesty!" Ernest's voice suddenly turned stern. "Now is not the time to hesitate! Do you want to be captured by that rebel? Think of your father, think of the glory of the Empire! We must take drastic measures!"

The young emperor bit his lip, then took a deep breath, his trembling fingers flying across the control panel.

"Alright, I'll shut down the defense system right away." A glimmer of hope lingered in the young emperor's voice. "Ernest, I believe in you!"

At that moment, on the other end of the communicator, Ernest's lips curled into a strange, cold smile.

As the young emperor took control, the blue shield that had enveloped the cockpit receded like a tide.

The young emperor held his breath, anxiously awaiting Ernest's rescue.

Suddenly, a strange writhing sound came from all directions. The young emperor's heart stopped. He saw countless tiny cracks on the walls of the cockpit expanding at a visible speed.

With a series of "crackling" sounds, the cracks, like open mouths, spewed out long, nauseating tentacles.

These tentacles have a slippery, sticky surface covered with countless suckers, each with a blood-red eyeball embedded in its center, constantly rotating.

These tentacles rapidly approached the young emperor, wrapping themselves around his body and emitting a chilling "gurgling" sound.

"Ah!!!" The little emperor's eyes widened instantly.

He struggled desperately, but the tentacles tightened their grip, and he could feel the eyeballs sliding across his skin, leaving sticky trails.

"Minister! What is this?!" The young emperor's voice trembled, already on the verge of tears. "What's happening?! Ernest! Save me!"

However, all that answered him was the viscous sound of the tentacles wriggling and the eerie rolling of those eyeballs. The young emperor felt a dizzying sensation as the tentacles slowly merged into his body.

Finally, Ernest's cold voice came through the communicator: "Your Majesty, you have made your final contribution to the Empire."

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Just then, an astonishing change began to occur on the exterior of the Supreme Imperial Arms. The once cold metal surface suddenly began to writhe, as if something was about to burst forth. Flesh and blood surged from the gaps in the armor, covering the entire machine at a visible speed.

"Transform?!" Sakazuki's eyes narrowed, and he rushed forward without hesitation, his fist instantly covered with a layer of jet-black Armament Haki, aiming straight for the mecha's head.

However, just as he was about to reach his target, a gruesome wound suddenly appeared on the back of the mech. A tail covered in barbs shot out like lightning and lashed out at Sakazuki.

"What?!" Sakazuki's pupils shrank sharply, and he could only block with his arm in haste.

With a loud "bang!", Sakazuki was sent flying several kilometers away by the powerful blow, barely managing to regain his footing after carving two deep furrows in the ground.

He looked up, and the sight before him made his pupils shrink slightly. The Supreme Imperial Arm was now fully upright, but its appearance had completely transformed into that of a demon.

The mech's shoulders and chest split open, revealing several enormous eyeballs with scarlet pupils scanning the surroundings as if searching for prey.

The newly grown tail danced wildly in the air, each swipe accompanied by a piercing whistling sound. The entire Supreme Imperial Arm had been completely mutated, transforming into a biological weapon filled with evil energy.

Just then, a low, hoarse laugh came from the cockpit, as if countless people were speaking at the same time: "Damn rebels, let me, the emperor of this empire, unleash divine punishment upon you!!"

The little emperor's face contorted into a ferocious and distorted expression, his eyes glowing with an eerie red light. The terrifying tentacles seemed to have become part of his body, merging with him.

On the ground, Minister Ernest's lips curled into a sinister smile.

"I expected this," Ernest's voice was deep and steady, yet carried a chilling undertone, "The Emperor's personality is simply incapable of piloting a mech."

His gaze remained fixed on the mecha, as if admiring his own masterpiece. "Therefore, I specifically had this hidden technique prepared."

Ernest spread his arms wide, his tone growing increasingly impassioned, "The perfect fusion of alchemy and Imperial Arms—this is our ultimate achievement—Purge Mode!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the mutated mech seemed to be stimulated by something, letting out a deafening roar. It suddenly raised its right leg and slammed it hard into the ground. The earth cracked instantly under the terrifying force, and debris flew everywhere.

(End of this chapter)