Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 317: Second Divine Flame, Mastery Over the River of Time
Chapter 317 - 317: Second Divine Flame, Mastery Over the River of Time
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In the blink of an eye, the battle had already raged for three full days and nights.
Uchiha Madara and Hashirama had joined forces and managed to suppress the colossal serpent. However, the creature's regenerative powers were simply beyond reason.
Even with continuous, nuclear-level bombardments, they had been unable to obliterate it within a short time. The moment it caught its breath, the serpent would instantly recover, mending the injuries it had sustained as though nothing had happened.
Moreover, Madara's Baryon Mode came with a time limit. Although Yayoi had refined the technique, allowing the heavy particles to be recycled for repeated use, there remained a fixed cooldown interval between each activation.
Simply put, Madara could no longer maintain that godlike burst of power that allowed him to dominate all rivals.
As for Hashirama, he was barely holding his own, fighting the enemy to a reluctant draw.
Who could have predicted that the strongest member of the Law Enforcement Squad would not be the hulking brute with bulging muscles, nor the old woman capable of summoning the spirits of the dead, but rather the unassuming assassin known as Jin?
Were it not for Kaguya supporting him from the side, Hashirama might have already been defeated.
As she looked up at the enormous serpent that blotted out the sky and blanketed the land in shadow, Kaguya spoke with urgency in her voice.
"This is enough. The Earth cannot be defended any longer."
"No. If we leave now, countless lives will be lost," Hashirama replied firmly, rejecting her suggestion without the slightest hesitation.
Standing nearby, Uchiha Madara let out a cold, mocking laugh. Inwardly, he sneered at the naïveté of this so-called ancestor of the Uchiha clan.
The question has never been whether a battle can be won. The real question is whether it should be fought at all.
Madara was well aware that their chances of victory were slim. The enemy's main commander had not even made a move yet.
But even so, that did not justify retreating in disgrace.
"We still have a chance," Madara suddenly said in a low, steady voice. "That man has not returned yet."
"You're right," Hashirama said with a foolish grin. "Kyōsuke always finds a way. He won't just sit back and watch the world fall apart."
"Fools," Kaguya muttered, a throbbing pain beginning to build behind her temples. She was starting to question whether she had ever truly nurtured worthy descendants.
Her two sons had been one thing, but how could their reincarnations—the son of son, generations removed—still remain so painfully naive?
Venturing into the cosmos in search of a planet capable of bearing a Chakra Fruit was, from the beginning, an endeavor filled with uncertainty and almost no hope. Nine out of ten journeys would end in failure. The emergence of even a single fruit required an immeasurable amount of time and luck.
But even if that man truly succeeded, what would it change?
At most, he could ignite the Divine Flame once, which would likely be enough to defeat the current group of enemies. Kaguya was confident that even the colossal serpent would not be Kyōsuke's match.
But what about Otsutsuki Sakishiki?
She was one of the Twelve Apostles, a fearsome figure renowned for her cruelty and overwhelming strength. On what grounds could Kyōsuke possibly hope to stand against someone like her?
Was he planning to rely on sheer willpower? His ocular techniques? That strange particle transformation mode he had mastered?
It would be useless. The difference in power between them was far too vast for such tricks to bridge. Those methods might work against lesser foes, but not against an existence of that level.
"We should—"
BOOOOOM!!!
Before Kaguya could finish her sentence, the towering serpent suddenly lashed out with a devastating attack. Its terrifying mass alone gave it an overwhelming force of impact.
With the World-Destroying Great Buddha no longer present, none among them dared face the attack head-on.
"Damn it, don't hold me back!" Haruto shook off the hands trying to restrain him. No matter what, he was determined to go help.
But the reality was harsh. His strength was nowhere near sufficient to make any difference in a battle of this scale.
Even her older brother had been powerless. As her younger sister, Uchiha Nagisa was naturally in no better position.
"Uuu... uuuuu..." Little Kaoru wiped at her teary eyes. Her beloved fishing rod lay forgotten beside her. Clutching her slug companion tightly, she crouched helplessly on the rooftop, her small body trembling.
"Grandpa, where did you go..."
"Kaoru is so scared... Please come back soon."
Suddenly, two strong arms lifted her gently into the air. The moment she heard that familiar voice, her sobs came to an abrupt stop.
"What's the matter? Who made our little sweetheart cry?"
"Grandpa!" Kaoru burst into joyous tears as she flung herself into Kyōsuke's arms. Her runny nose smeared all over him, but he did not seem to mind at all.
"Father!"
"Dad!"
"Lord Kyōsuke!"
"Heavens! Is that truly Lord Kyōsuke?!"
"I never thought I'd live to see the day he returned!"
"This is wonderful! The shinobi world has hope again! We all have hope again!"
"We swear to follow Lord Kyōsuke unto death!"
"We swear to follow Lord Kyōsuke unto death!"
"We swear to follow Lord Kyōsuke unto death!"
"We swear to follow Lord Kyōsuke unto death!"
Unknowingly, the voices of the people gathered and surged like a tidal wave, forming a thunderous roar that echoed above the skies of Konoha.
Such was the awe-inspiring charisma of the God of Shinobi, Uchiha Kyōsuke.
With an expression full of distaste, Kyosuke handed the snot-covered Kaoru over to Eri and then turned to face the crowd. His voice, low and steady, rang with power and reassurance.
"Do not worry. I will not allow anyone to harm our village."
"Now, I shall go and turn that giant serpent into soup."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished. He first went to change into clean clothes, then reappeared on the frontlines of the battlefield.
At that moment, both Madara and Hashirama were nearly at their limits. Only by joining forces could they barely hold their own against the formidable enemy.
"You've done well." Kyōsuke's arrival instantly drew everyone's attention.
Only the giant serpent remained wild and restless. Without a moment's hesitation, it lunged forward and launched a fierce attack at him.
Kyōsuke simply smiled and shook his head. In the next instant, the dense forest that had flourished around him due to Hashirama's presence began to wither on a massive scale.
"Wait!" Ōtsutsuki Sakishiki, who had remained silent and watchful until now, finally moved to stop the creature.
Unfortunately, she realized the danger a moment too late.
The very instant the serpent entered Kyōsuke's domain, its vitality began to drain at an alarming rate.
"This... Is this a time-based power?!" the giant serpent roared in shock, speaking in a hoarse and rumbling voice. Its vertical pupils trembled with disbelief.
"Oh? You managed to recognize it? Seems your brain isn't completely useless," Kyōsuke replied with a mocking grin.
Accelerating the flow of time was indeed a powerful tactic. It could fundamentally destroy even beings blessed with Divine Flame-level abilities.
However, it served more as support. To rely on this ability alone to achieve total victory would likely prove insufficient.
Kyōsuke's true trump card, of course, was not this technique.
Lifting his hand, he made a slicing motion through the air. In that instant, an endless river of time unfolded before him, shimmering like a vast, celestial stream.
He reached into it and pulled forcefully. From the flow emerged a colossal phantom serpent, identical to the one before him in every detail.
This was one of the astonishing abilities Kyōsuke had gained after becoming a divine existence.
By manipulating the river of time, he could draw allies from different time points to fight alongside him.
It was without a doubt one of the most advanced time-based techniques in existence.
Throughout the Ōtsutsuki Clan's million-year history, none had ever possessed time manipulation skills to match his.
"Kill it," Kyōsuke ordered calmly.
Immediately, the phantom serpent lunged at its original self. The two monstrous beings clashed with earth-shaking force, equally matched in size and strength.
Yet one thing must not be forgotten: the opponent was still trapped within Kyōsuke's temporal domain.
After a brutal battle that raged for nearly three hours, the final member of the Law Enforcer Squad collapsed at last.
Now only one figure remained. It was the long-haired woman who had stayed silent all this time.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
The sound of slow, deliberate applause rang out, its eerie tone causing confusion among the onlookers.
What was this? Watching all her subordinates perish, and yet she seemed... pleased?
"An incredible power," the woman said calmly, stepping forward without hesitation. Her expression was serene, and her aura gave no signs of hostility.
"Are we going to fight?" Kyōsuke asked flatly.
"You have reached the level of Second Divine Flame?" she countered with a question of her own.
"I have."
"Excellent. Very good indeed. Earth truly is a unique place."
With graceful motion, Ōtsutsuki Sakishiki tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, then said something that left Kyosuke truly surprised.
"Let us join forces."
"Together, let us overthrow the Ōtsutsuki Elder Council."
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{P.S. Just dropped a new translated novel [Naruto: Born of the Ōtsutsuki] Read it before I start translating my own dreams.}
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