Inside the Colorless Realm, the war rages on. Whitened animals charge fearlessly at nightmare monsters, blood and chunks raining down like a storm.
"All those annoying pests have finally gone quiet!" The blue-haired angel spreads her arms wide toward Little Sakura. "Come on, honey~ let's ascend to paradise together!"
Amid the thunder, an unprecedented blaze surges through her soul.
Burning wings unfurl, streaking in like a crimson star rising from hell.
Little Sakura's calm emerald eyes reflect that sickly, twisted face.
Normally, as a pirate facing a yandere, the best move is...
Filthy creep, die for this grandpa!!!
Power beyond human flesh bundles into fury, Conqueror's Haki wrapping around her massive axe.
"First Style: Army Breaker!"
Born from the Pirate King's left-hand axe techniques, after countless battles, it finally evolves into something new in the hands of its inheritor.
A freezing axe beam that steals heat rips through the soul flames in the angel's grasp, instantly engulfing Manmaia Millia's body.
"Hahaha, it hurts! It hurts so much!"
Hysterical laughter echoes across the frozen tundra. The blue-haired girl rockets forward, half her body eroded by frost.
Flesh shattered on one side, bones exposed on her raised arm—but that demonic face radiates murderous intent mixed with love.
Soul flames merge into her, swelling until she reveals the terrifying mythical angel form.
Beast Mode!
"Tch, so without Conqueror's wrapping, I can't fight them head-on?"
A massive shadow looms over Little Sakura. She frowns and clicks her tongue.
Behind her, El Shah's citizens are dying by the droves. The MMAs haven't vanished, meaning at least one full-fledged Divine Knight is still waiting.
With the system offline and no access to demon blood, how the hell do I turn this around?
Think, Haruno Sakura. Fire up that super brain of yours!
Got it—sealing jutsu!
This ninjutsu from the Naruto world, designed for tricky monsters, is perfect right now.
But chakra's getting jammed, so the formula has to stay hidden... and I've only got one shot.
"What's wrong, sweetheart? Scared of my true form?"
The enormous six-winged creature stares Little Sakura down with eyes covering every feather.
At the center of the wings: one giant horizontal eyeball, golden pupil brimming with mockery.
Wings flap, whipping up gales. Countless flames streak like meteors.
They crash to earth—undefendable, soul-searing heat twisting into crimson fire tornadoes.
The angel glides gracefully through the blaze clouds, closing in fast.
"Axe—"
Little Sakura starts to swing, but the handle's already snapped. The massive head smashes into the ground and melts.
Her own body starts showing melt marks too.
"How's my power? These flames burn the soul."
"Once you're melted, I'll refreeze your soul into my shape~"
Wreathed in blood-fire and radiance, the angel crosses the inferno and hovers over the girl on the ground.
"Some real trash talk..."
Little Sakura smirks at herself. She's in deep shit, but there's zero despair on that pretty face.
"No pointless struggling. I know you've got Conqueror's—I prepped counters!"
For some reason, a bad feeling creeps into Manmaia Millia's heart. She flaps harder, spewing more soul-scorching flames.
In the silent burn, tiny starlights flicker.
"Then let's test if your defenses can handle my malice!"
The fire ripples get forcibly yanked apart amid collapsing booms.
Little Sakura's melting body lunges at the angel like a blob of blood splattering over eyes.
Boiling chakra erupts from her skin. She forms seals—then her hands melt off.
But the chakra flow's complete. Precise sealing runes spread across the angel.
"Ninja Art: Four Symbols Seal!" "That's the energy? Pointless, I'm in the dream—"
Manmaia Millia's power flares. Jelingom's dream-control authority kicks in, warping the dream to crush and scramble Little Sakura's soul, trying to disrupt her chakra.
"Hmm~ hmm~"
A lazy hum rings out. Leviathan, half-merged into the dream, shudders.
At the critical moment, it brutally shuts down Millia's dream control.
"Shit—that guy!"
Half a wing explodes. Every eye on the angel flashes in disbelief.
Then chakra light blazes, swallowing the giant angel into Little Sakura's gut—sealed tight.
Without the user's support, the battlefield-wide flames die out soon after.
Little Sakura loses her footing and plummets from the sky.
"Damn it... finally won."
She sprawls out in a starfish on the ground, craving a stiff drink to numb her nerves.
Thanks to the sealing jutsu's surprise factor, she ambushed and beat that nightmare woman.
But her body's like mush now, slowly reshaping under Haki's wrap.
"This recovery's too slow, and..."
She barely lifts her head, eyeing the approaching MMAs.
El Shah's people are spent. That means these manufactured nightmares will now hunt all intruders.
Plus, the MMAs still existing proves one thing.
There's still an enemy left!
"Haruno Sakura! Look what you've done!"
Purple flame clouds rise from below, spreading and swallowing everything.
A kirin head emerges from the dark, whiskers dancing like fire.
Veins bulge on the arm gripping the halberd—he's pissed beyond words!
"Good afternoon, Limosif Jelingom Saint!"
Flat on her back, Little Sakura smirks, weakly tipping her cowboy hat in a half-assed salute.
"Provoking me now won't help. After tonight, you'll be delivered to the boss!"
Limosif Jelingom spins his halberd hard and stabs straight through Little Sakura.
Dragon-Dragon Fruit, Mythical Type, Kirin Form—hypnosis activates, forcing her under.
"But first, face your fear!"
The halberd hooks like a harpoon, yanking a massive black bubble from her body.
He snaps his fingers, releasing the hypnosis so she wakes.
"Go, torment her, MMA!"
On his command, the black bubble—draining nearly all his stamina—spins wildly.
Bubbles crash to the ground. Little Sakura's nightmare is about to manifest.
Golden eyes open in the dark. A pink skirt sways like petals in the wind.
Stepping from the nightmare bubble... is Little Sakura herself, in a pink princess dress!
"Leave the rest to me."