Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 177 Pain? I'm used to it.

Before Ban finished speaking, Imber Yura, dressed in a blue robe, slowly walked out. His short silver hair fluttered gently in the cold wind, and he exuded a cold aura.

"Ice Flower Sky Burial!"

Imber Yura rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest, causing the air temperature to plummet and large swaths of water vapor to condense into crystalline ice flowers at a visible speed. These ice flowers shimmered with a chilling light, enveloping Ban like a deadly sea of ​​blossoms.

Ban swept his blade across the air, creating shockwaves that shattered the oncoming ice flowers.

laugh!

The ice flowers burst open instantly, transforming into countless tiny ice needles. Each ice needle emitted a bone-chilling cold, freezing even the air in its path.

"Freeze!" A cold glint flashed in Imber's eyes, and he thrust his hands out forcefully.

Ice needles rained down like a storm, striking the surface of Susanoo with a dense, crisp sound. The blue chakra armor was instantly covered with a thick layer of frost, and ice crystals spread at an astonishing speed, covering half of Susanoo in the blink of an eye.

"Is that all?" Ban sneered, and the power of his internal vibrations erupted instantly. The ice shattered inch by inch under this violent force, turning into countless crystalline ice shards.

Just then, a dark shadow appeared silently behind him. Bradman's body completely turned into shadow, making even his presence difficult to detect.

"Onimaru, one of the Five Great Swords of the Realm!"

Bradman's figure flashed by like a ghost, his longsword drawing an eerie arc, and a huge cross-shaped slash appeared in the air.

"Well done!" Madara's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and Susanoo's long sword swept out with the force of a thunderbolt, colliding head-on with the cross slash.

boom!

A terrifying shockwave emanated from the point of impact, spreading outwards and instantly cracking the ground, leaving a spiderweb-like network of fissures. Even the massive Susanoo was forced back half a step by the force of this attack!

Just as Madara regained his footing, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out from afar: "Alchemy!"

A silver figure stood atop the ruins, its crimson mechanical eyes gleaming with a cold light. Its entire body was covered in intricate mechanical armor. It was none other than Val Icht, the mechanic from the Twelve Aegis of the Holy Light.

"Apocalypse Cannon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the earth trembled violently, and ten enormous magical cannons burst forth from the ground. Each cannon was covered with mysterious magical patterns and emitted a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

"Go to hell!"

With a roar, Val unleashed a blinding blue light from the muzzles of all ten magic cannons. In the next instant, countless missiles streaked out, leaving long trails of fire, and a dense barrage of bullets blotted out the sky.

Madara narrowed his eyes. Just as Susanoo was about to move, he suddenly felt his feet sink. Looking down, he saw a huge skull formed from black magic power had somehow gotten stuck between Susanoo's legs.

"Trying to run? No way!" Bradman's sinister laughter came from the shadows.

"Since that's the case," Madara raised both hands simultaneously, a cold glint in his eyes, "Universal Pull!"

An invisible gravitational field suddenly erupted from the spot. All the incoming missiles were suddenly grabbed by an invisible giant hand, and their trajectories were abruptly changed.

Not only that, even Bradman's ethereal figure was drawn by this force, uncontrollably converging towards a single point.

"What kind of power is this?!" Bradman's pupils shrank.

boom!

Amidst the deafening explosion, flames soared into the sky. Yet, when the smoke cleared, Bradman's figure remained unharmed, floating in the air.

"A waste of effort." Bradman sneered. "My body is made of magical particles; physical attacks of this level cannot harm me at all."

He swung his right hand sharply: "Explosive Spiral!"

A spiraling energy wave exploded instantly in front of Susanoo's chest, the terrifying impact blasting a large hole in the blue chakra armor. Madara and Susanoo were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings.

"Such a powerful explosion..."

Madara steadied himself with a series of flips in mid-air, a cold smile suddenly appearing on his lips. "Limbo!"

Before Bradman could react, two illusory figures had silently appeared beside him. Their fists were crackling with dark Armament Haki, and they slammed into him like cannonballs.

Boom!

Bradman's body crashed to the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge crater in the hard rock.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ban's figure vanished like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already silently behind Val Icht.

"When—!" Val whirled around, his mechanical armor screeching. The magical runes on his arm lit up instantly, hastily conjuring an energy shield in front of him.

However, it was too late. Madara's longsword had already descended with the force of a thunderbolt. The blade vibrated wildly, and the air itself seemed to groan under the force of the blow.

boom!

The energy shield shattered instantly, turning into specks of light and dissipating. Having taken the full force of the attack, Val was sent flying like a cannonball, carving a deep trench in the ground.

"Well done!" Inbel conjured an ice spear in his hand, its tip radiating a chilling aura that froze the air wherever it passed.

Just as Ban was about to turn around, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Before he knew it, a dark shadow had silently appeared, and Bradman's Grim Reaper scythe was slashing directly at Ban.

"Limbo!" Madara shouted, and two phantom figures instantly coalesced.

Clang! The sharp, piercing sound of metal clashing together was deafening.

A chakra blade formed in the hand of a Limbo clashed violently with Bradman's Grim Reaper's scythe, sparks flying. At the same time, another Limbo blocked the ice spear thrust by Inbel, and a chilling aura condensed into frost around the phantom.

Just then, the ground suddenly rippled. Ban glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw that Waal had already climbed up from the ruins, his hands forming a hand seal, and dozens of magical cannons appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Each turret's surface was covered with intricate magical patterns, and blue energy surged wildly from its muzzle.

"Magic Cannon Array - Sky Strike!" Val roared.

Boom boom boom!

A dense barrage of beams of light rained down, weaving together a deadly web of fire. The air itself began to distort under the impact of this energy, and the surrounding buildings were reduced to ruins by the bombardment.

Madara narrowed his eyes, and his chakra suddenly erupted from his feet. The huge Susanoo soared into the air, leaving afterimages in the air with its blue chakra armor, narrowly avoiding this deadly zone.

Just then, a strange fluctuation came from above.

Ban suddenly looked up and saw a woman in battle robes who had appeared in the sky at some point, with a strange light gathering between her slender fingers.

"Time Beam Stream!"

Timalia's voice was as cold as ice. Before she finished speaking, the light at her fingertips had already transformed into a silver ray, arriving in an instant.

The air rippled along the path of the beam of light, as if it were too fast to see clearly, yet it seemed to stand still, as if even time itself was distorted.

Clang!

The Susanoo's prized chakra armor was easily torn apart like paper by this beam of light, and blue chakra fragments drifted out from the huge hole.

"This power..." Madara's pupils contracted sharply. This was the first time someone had been able to break through Susanoo's defenses so easily.

His body instinctively wanted to dodge, but given the speed of the beam and the already limited space for movement in the air, it was too late. At the last second, Madara slightly shifted his body, trying to avoid a fatal blow.

"puff!"

A blinding silver light pierced through his shoulder, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body. Warm blood spurted out, turning into specks of blood mist in the air.

This was the first time Madara had suffered such a severe injury since he arrived here.

Blood gushed from the piercing wound in his left shoulder, filling the air with its stench. Madara pressed his hand against the wound, intending to retreat and create some distance, when suddenly he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Ice Realm: Frostfire Divine Bow!"

Magic surged in Inbel's hands, and countless ice crystals condensed in the air, instantly transforming into a giant ice longbow. He drew back the bowstring, and a crystal-clear ice arrow took shape on the bow.

Whoosh!

The bowstring trembled, and an arrow formed from pure cold air shot through the air. Wherever the arrow passed, even the air itself was frozen, leaving a clearly visible trail.

A glint flashed in Madara's eyes, and he swept his longsword horizontally, the blade pulsating with vibrations. However, the instant the blade touched the ice arrow, the terrifying chill flowed upwards along the trajectory of the vibrations, directly invading the blade!

"Snap! Snap!"

The ice crystals spread at an astonishing speed, growing wildly as if they were alive, and in the blink of an eye, they covered most of Susanoo.

Just as Ban was trapped in the ice, a chilling aura suddenly surged from the ground.

"The opportunity has arrived!" Bradman's sinister laughter rang out.

A dark shadow spread across the ground like a tide, and Bradman suddenly sprang from the shadow, his scythe slicing in a strange arc.

Wherever the scythe passed, a rift was forcibly torn open in the void, and countless hideous skulls emerged from the rift, emitting chilling roars.

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At the same time, the ten magical cannons in front of Val on the ground suddenly began to transform, their mechanical parts meshing together to eventually form a giant super-powered cannon.

A bright blue light emanated from the cannon's muzzle, and the terrifying energy fluctuations distorted the air itself.

"Magical Convergence Cannon!"

A bright blue light shone from the cannon's muzzle, and the terrifying energy fluctuations distorted the air. The power of this attack was enough to raze an ordinary city to the ground!

A triple attack, coming simultaneously from three different directions!

boom!

A terrifying beam of energy and countless skulls struck simultaneously, shattering Susanoo's frozen armor inch by inch. Blue chakra fragments scattered in the air, exposing Madara's figure to the onslaught.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Madara could clearly see the ice crystals continuing to spread on the Susanoo's tattered armor, could see the ferocious fangs of each skull, and could even count the dancing arcs of magical electricity in the super-energy cannon; the aura of death was overwhelming.

But instead of showing any fear, Ban's face revealed a fanatical smile.

"Super Shinra Tensei!"

With a roar, Madara unleashed a terrifying surge of chakra, with blue energy vortexes surging wildly around him, causing even the space around him to tremble.

boom!!!

An unimaginable repulsive force swept outwards from the spot in all directions, instantly shattering the frozen ice layer into countless ice shards.

Countless skulls disintegrated and vanished under this force, and even Bradman's body, composed of demonic particles, was torn to pieces by this force.

The shockwave spread outward at an astonishing speed, instantly covering an area of ​​tens of kilometers in radius. The entire capital city seemed to have been crushed by an invisible giant hand, forming a huge circular crater.

Bradman, Inbell, and Val were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings, and even Timalia had to retreat hundreds of meters before she could barely regain her footing.

However, at that moment, an almost imperceptible fluctuation came from behind Ban. The void there suddenly cracked open with a silent rift, and a figure silently appeared like a ghost.

It was Jacob Recho, who had been hiding in the alternate dimension since the very beginning of the battle. At this moment, the terrifying power of spatial assassination magic was revealed without a doubt.

Years of combat experience allowed Madara to instantly sense the danger. The fluctuation was extremely subtle, and it would have been impossible for him to detect it without his intuition honed from years of walking on the edge of life and death.

A flash of cold light!

Ban suddenly turned around, and a dagger gleaming with an eerie light was already stabbing towards his chest. Ban's right hand rose with lightning speed and grabbed Jacob's wrist.

However, the opponent's strength far exceeded expectations, and the sharp blade still broke through the defense and pierced deeply into the left chest.

puff!

Blood splattered, but fortunately, Ban deflected the dagger's trajectory in time, avoiding a fatal blow to the heart.

But the blade still managed to cut a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest, from which blood gushed out.

"Almost..." Jacob chuckled coldly.

Before he could finish speaking, Jacob suddenly raised his left leg and slammed it into Ban's chest.

Click!

With a crisp cracking sound as his sternum shattered, Ban's body flew backward as if flying through the air.

Just then, a cold female voice rang out in the air:

"Traces of Time!"

Timaria's figure hovered in mid-air, a golden magic circle slowly unfolding before her. Countless beams of light, as thin as spider silk, shot out from the magic circle, instantly enveloping Madara's entire body.

"Ugh!"

The moment the beam of light touched his body, Ban felt an excruciating pain. It was as if a thousand steel needles were piercing his body at the same time, and every cell was enduring unimaginable torment.

"This is the power of the Scars of Time," Timaria's voice echoed. "Every devastating blow you have ever suffered, every scar you have sustained, will reappear at this moment. The more battles you endure, the deeper the accumulated wounds become."

At this moment, countless painful memories resurfaced in Madara's mind: every wound on the battlefield, the pain of being pierced by Hashirama Senju during the Battle of the Valley of the End, and the despair when death approached.

All the pain piled up together, almost threatening to devour consciousness.

"How is it? Have you tasted the pain yet?" Bradman stepped out of the shadows, the Grim Reaper's scythe in his hand gleaming with a chilling light.

Imber arrived, each step creating shimmering frost in the air: "I must admit, your strength has indeed exceeded expectations. In a one-on-one fight, none of us are your match, and even the three of us combined couldn't defeat you, but..."

"The combined might of the seven Shields of the Holy See is enough to bury you completely." Wahl's cold, mechanical voice rang out, and a dozen magic cannons materialized in front of him.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ban, who had been looking pained, suddenly laughed, her laughter tinged with mockery.

Bradman's eyes narrowed: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at your naiveté."

Madara slowly stood up, his chakra churning like boiling magma. With the help of Hashirama's cells, the wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You think you can make me submit with this level of pain?"

"How is this possible!" Timalia frowned slightly, and the magical energy in her hand fluctuated even more violently, increasing the power of the Time Mark once again, but Madara seemed to feel no pain at all.

But Madara seemed oblivious to the pain, his long black hair flying wildly amidst the raging chakra: "Pain? I'm used to it! I should thank you for reminding me of the battles we fought before."

"Besides," a glint of fanaticism flashed in Madara's eyes, "isn't that precisely what makes battle so interesting? The stronger the opponent, the more treacherous the environment, the more thrill I get!"

(End of this chapter)