Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 223 Upper Moon Six

"boom!"

The shells whistled and tore through the air.

Amidst a deafening explosion, the entire top floor shattered into pieces in the flames. Timber and rubble rained down like a storm, crashing onto the street with a series of loud thuds.

"Reload!" the officer ordered again.

Just then, an angry female voice came from within the smoke: "You...how dare you!"

Before the words were even finished, the smoke suddenly churned violently. A dozen ribbons shot out like venomous snakes unleashed from their cages. The foremost ribbon went straight for a cannon and wrapped itself around its body.

"Snap!"

The metal groaned under the strain, and the cannon was instantly shredded into pieces. Shards of metal flew everywhere, piercing the bodies of nearby soldiers.

The remaining artillery pieces were not spared either, with metal fragments flying everywhere and flames shooting into the sky. The fleeing civilians were caught in the crossfire, and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground.

As the thick smoke dissipated, a bewitching figure slowly emerged, her long white hair fluttering in the night wind. Her face bore pink tattoos, with the words "Upper Horizon" and "Lu" etched around her left and right eyes, respectively.

"Fire!" the general's voice trembled slightly. "Kill it!"

A barrage of gunfire erupted, and countless bullets whistled through the air.

"Eightfold Slash!"

Dozens of ribbons intertwined in the air to form a net, sweeping outwards, while bullets struck the ribbons with a crisp sound.

The soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they were sliced ​​to pieces by the ribbons. Blood flowed down the street, staining the stone slabs crimson.

"I wanted to let you die a quick death." She raised her hand, and more ribbons extended from her body, gleaming coldly in the moonlight. "Now, I'm going to tear you all to pieces!"

Dio stood at a distance, watching this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Interesting. As expected of the Upper Moon."

The soldiers, seeing the mangled limbs of their comrades on the ground, could no longer hold on. Their weapons fell to the ground, and they scattered and fled.

"Ants are just ants." Daki waved her arm dismissively, casually flicking out several ribbons that shredded the fleeing soldiers into pieces.

Just then, she noticed a group of people standing in the distance, led by a blond man. They remained completely unmoved by the bloody scene before them.

"Huh?" Daki licked her lips lightly, her gaze lingering on Dio. "This human... is quite unique."

His handsome face, elegant demeanor, and golden eyes all captivated her. It had been a long time since she had seen such an outstanding man, and it stirred her appetite greatly.

"Such a perfect face," a greedy glint flashed in her eyes, "the blood must taste exceptionally delicious, right?"

Dozens of ribbons shot out instantly, like arrows released from a bow, aiming straight for Dio's vitals. Each ribbon gleamed with a cold light, enough to tear an ordinary person to shreds in an instant.

"Master, be careful!"

Suddenly, a corpse-like figure appeared, its knife slicing in a half-circle. A flash of cold light, and the ribbon snapped in two.

Daki's pupils contracted, and the smile on her face vanished instantly: "What?!"

These ribbons, capable of easily tearing even steel, were severed in one stroke? Moreover, the person wielding the sword exuded an eerie aura.

"Interesting." Dio chuckled, turning to look at the cloaked figure beside him. "Purgatory, go and meet her."

As soon as Dio finished speaking, a deep reply came from under the cloak, and the next instant, a powerful aura erupted.

"boom!"

The ground suddenly collapsed, and the stone slab beneath Rengoku Kyojuro's feet instantly turned to dust. He shot forward like a cannonball, leaving a trail of afterimages in the moonlight, heading straight for Daki.

"What?!" Daki's pupils contracted sharply, and her heart pounded wildly. She couldn't even track the speed at which the other person moved!

"Die!" With a wave of her hand, dozens of ribbons shot out, piercing the speeding figure from all directions.

"clang!"

A flash of light, and the ribbon snapped in two. The man's movements were fluid and effortless, as if he hadn't slowed down at all.

Daki gritted her teeth and pressed her hands down sharply.

Rumble!

The ground of the entire street suddenly exploded, and countless ribbons, like venomous snakes emerging from the ground, densely pierced towards the inferno.

Each ribbon gleamed with a cold light, enough to tear anything to shreds.

However, Purgatory continued its charge, seemingly oblivious to these deadly attacks.

"Got it!" A hint of joy flashed in Daki's eyes. At this distance, even an Upper Moon demon couldn't completely dodge it!

Just as the ribbon was about to strike, several cold lights suddenly shone in the moonlight.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

A series of crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out. The cloak was torn to shreds in the violent gusts of wind.

"What?!" Daki's pupils shrank sharply.

Six arms, a full six arms!

Each arm held a long, gleaming sword with a cold, metallic sheen.

These swords were crafted day and night by the shogunate's top blacksmiths, and each one is a work of art.

Kyojuro Rengoku's six arms moved with mechanical precision, weaving a web of death as the blades clashed.

"Flame Breathing - Eighth Form - Scattering Flowers!"

boom!

The six knives simultaneously erupted with intense flames, which intertwined in the air to form a net, severing all the ribbons.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The ribbon fragments turned to ash in the flames and fell in a flurry.

Shards of charred silk flakes drifted in the air. Before Daki could recover from her shock, a figure appeared before her.

"When?!"

Six longswords were swung simultaneously, their cold light flashing.

Daki instinctively raised her hands to protect herself, her face contorted with fear, her eyes filled with terror: "No, impossible!"

"Breath of Flames - Land Form - Rainbow Flame Rotation!"

Six swords traced perfect arcs in the air, and the blazing flames instantly reduced the ribbon to ashes. The blades' momentum didn't wane; the fifth and sixth strikes crossed paths, cleaving Daki in two at the waist.

"Ah!" A piercing scream tore through the night sky. Daki's upper body tumbled in the air, and she watched in disbelief as her lower body plummeted to the ground.

"How could that be? I am Upper Moon Six!" Her voice was filled with resentment. "Just a mere ugly monster."

"Brother! Someone is bullying me!"

Daki's weak voice trembled with a hint of a sob. The once proud Upper Moon demon now called out to her brother like a wounded little girl.

An eerie aura emanated from Daki's body. Her back began to writhe violently, her skin and flesh churning, as if something was about to burst forth.

"boom!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Rengoku Kyojuro unleashed all six of his arms simultaneously, propelling himself forward like a cannonball.

At this critical moment, a cold voice suddenly rang out: "How dare you bully my sister."

Before she could finish speaking, Daki's back suddenly split open, and a figure emerged from it—a man with his upper body naked, his arms wrapped with red and black ribbons.

"Blood Demon Art: Blood Scythe!"

"boom!"

In an instant, hundreds of blood-red slashes roared out, hurtling towards Rengoku Kyojuro with a piercing sound. Each slash contained power enough to tear an ordinary person apart.

Kyojuro Rengoku instantly adjusted his posture, his six arms moving simultaneously, the six long swords weaving together in the air to form an impenetrable defensive net.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

A series of impacts rang out, sparks flying everywhere. The crimson slashes were blocked one by one, but they continued to surge forward.

In the distance, Daki's back had been completely split open, and a figure slowly emerged from it.

It was a man with an ugly face and a body as thin as bamboo. He held a blood-red scythe in each hand, and his eyes flashed with a mad light.

He bent down, picked up Daki's scattered lower body parts, and pieced them back together.

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"Brother," Daki's voice carried a hint of coquetry, "they bullied me."

Gyutaro gently stroked Daki's hair, his voice hoarse: "Don't be afraid, little sister. With your brother here, no one can hurt you."

He slowly stood up. In the moonlight, his ugly face twisted into a hideous grin.

The blood-red scythe in his hand scraped against the ground, making a teeth-grinding sound: "Let me see who's so bold as to bully my sister."

His gaze fell on Rengoku Kyojuro, his eyes narrowing slightly. Six arms, ugly and hideous marks of modification, just like his own.

Gyutaro instinctively scratched his cheek: "You're an ugly monster too."

Gyutaro's gaze shifted from Rengoku Kyojuro to Dio. That perfect face caused his pupils to shrink, and his entire body trembled.

"It's always like this." His teeth chattered. "It's always one of those pretty-faced guys."

Daki noticed her brother's unusual behavior and asked with concern, "Brother?"

"Why?" Gyutaro's voice grew increasingly hoarse. "Why does this world always favor the beautiful?"

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Dio: "I'm going to tear that face of yours to shreds!"

"Ha." Dio's soft laughter drifted from afar. "Does a mere ugly rat dare to judge this world?"

"Shut up!" Gyutaro roared in fury. "I'm going to cut your flesh off piece by piece! I'm going to make you know what pain really is!"

"boom!"

The stone slab beneath Gyutaro's feet suddenly shattered, and he shot forward like a cannonball. The blood-red scythe in his hand drew a crimson arc in the moonlight.

Kyojuro Rengoku instantly stepped in front of Dio, holding two long swords in front of him.

"clang!"

Sparks flew as the blood-stained scythe clashed with the longsword, a tremendous force emanating from the blade. Gyutaro's pupils constricted; this power was far greater than he had imagined!

He looked up and saw that the other four long swords in Rengoku Kyojuro's hand had already slashed down from different angles.

Gyutaro turned, trying to retreat, but Purgatory's attacks surged like a tide. Long swords clashed in the air, their light weaving a net that blocked all his escape routes.

"Blood Demon Art: Leaping and Jumping!"

Gyutaro roared, his entire body erupting with crimson light. Countless blood blades swirled around him, forming a crimson barrier.

The six longswords were blocked by the blood-stained blade, producing a piercing metallic clang.

But Purgatory's offensive didn't falter; all six arms exerted force simultaneously, flames coiling around the blades. "Breath of Flames - Land Form - Flame Tiger!"

Six flames intertwined in the air, and the crimson barrier was instantly breached by this terrifying attack.

"What?!"

Gyutaro's pupils contracted sharply, and in his haste, he only had time to turn to the side. The fiery tiger brushed past him, the scorching blade slicing a deep, bone-revealing wound across his shoulder. The flesh instantly charred black from the intense heat.

"Brother!" Daki screamed, and dozens of ribbons shot out like venomous snakes, "Eightfold Slash!"

"Stop her," Dio said calmly.

Before she could finish speaking, more than a dozen undead swordsmen instantly rushed out, their blades flashing as they severed all the ribbons. Doki was forced to contend with these formidable swordsmen and was unable to aid her brother for the time being.

"Sister, focus on your opponent!" Gyutaro roared, gripping his blood-red scythe tightly, poisonous mist swirling around its blade. "I'll take care of him!"

He slammed his feet into the ground, shooting out like a cannonball, his two blood scythes clashing in mid-air.

"Fourth Form: The Winding Flame!" The six arms of Purgatory moved simultaneously, their longswords crossing in front of them.

"Clang clang clang!" A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out, sparks flew, and Gyutaro's continuous attacks were neutralized one by one.

"Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Scythe!"

Gyutaro suddenly leaped backward, raising both hands and unleashing a blood-red slash like an arrow.

Purgatory neither dodged nor evaded, but instead held four long swords crossed in front of him, while two other swords slashed out from the side.

"Breath of Flame, Seventh Form: Flame Dance!"

Gyutaro tried to raise his scythe to defend himself, but Purgatory's attack was incredibly fast. "Splat!" Blood splattered as a long sword pierced through his abdomen.

"Well"

Gyutaro groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. But a sinister smile appeared on his face, as if everything was going according to plan.

"Now! Blood Demon Art: Round Slash Spin - Flying Blood Scythe!"

He suddenly roared and gripped the long sword piercing his abdomen tightly. Countless blood-red blades gathered on his arm, sweeping out like a torrential rain, staining the surrounding air crimson.

Sensing danger, Rengoku tried to withdraw his longsword and retreat, but Gyutaro gripped the blade tightly, letting the sharp edge cut into his palm, blood flowing down the blade.

The other four longswords of Purgatory were swung simultaneously, and flames surged.

"Clang clang clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out in rapid succession as flames collided with blood-red blades, sparking dazzling sparks.

Most of the blood blades were blocked, turning into a blood-red mist and dissipating, but a few still broke through the defense, slicing across Purgatory's arms and chest, leaving several shallow wounds.

Gyutaro quickly released the blade, pulling back to create some distance; the wound on his abdomen had already begun to heal. A confident smile played on his lips: "How is it? My poison has seeped into your body; soon you will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Purgatory suddenly erupted, six longswords slicing through the air, leaving streaks of fire. Their speed not only didn't decrease, but actually increased!

"What?!" Gyutaro's pupils constricted, staring at Rengoku in disbelief. "Why... why isn't the poison working?"

Dio stood at a distance, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. Although the corpse-like beings' bodies were moving, they were essentially just moving corpses, and ordinary toxins had no effect on them.

(End of this chapter)