Uchiha Miyuki: "Hoho! The enhanced Lightning Fruit ability plus the opening strike that sent Jibril flying? Senpai combo landed two heavy hits in a row! That guy took both head-on without any defense... he's gotta be dead, right?"
Esdeath: "I doubt it's that easy. He's a Transmigrator. Plus, he may still have the Zanpakutō—Bankai and Shikai—though they seem ineffective so far."
Luo Hao: "Exactly. A Transmigrator with such high-tier rewards getting taken out in seconds? Doesn't add up. He's gotta have more tricks."
Jibril: "Being instantly killed isn't unheard of. But think about it—Shinigami aren't exactly known for their physical resilience. At least not compared to me."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Hmm... I guess you've got a point, Jibril."
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Let's not jump to conclusions. My attack definitely landed. He didn't dodge or counter."
Sawamura Eriri: "Hey... wait a second. If you took him out in one hit, wouldn't that rob Saint Jaeger of his chance to forge a new Noble Phantasm from him?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "...If this guy's really weak enough to go down in one hit, I doubt World Noble-kun will complain."
Nerona Jaeger: "Yeah. If he's that fragile, then he's not worth a Noble Phantasm anyway."
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The Lightning, flames, and seismic tremors had utterly devastated the land. What was once a peaceful town now resembled a war-ravaged battlefield.
Urahara Kisuke, with every limb broken and both eyes blinded, was helpless in the chaos. The cascading shockwaves struck him again, and he passed out from sheer pain and blood loss.
Shihouin Yoruichi fared better. Though gravely wounded in the earlier exchange with Saito Kenji, she had managed to shield herself from the worst of the aftermath. Her breath was ragged, but she remained conscious.
Then she saw her.
The crackling Lightning dragon.
"That... Mei? Is that really you?"
Yamamoto Mei nodded with a calm but cool expression. "Long time no see, Yoruichi. What's the matter? Are you so touched you're about to cry?"
Yoruichi chuckled weakly. "Honestly? Yeah. I'm relieved you're here."
But her voice quickly turned grim. "Be careful! That man... he's dangerous. That spear in his hand—it's Gungnir, Odin's spear from Norse mythology. It always hits its mark. Urahara and I were nearly killed by it!"
"Relax," Mei replied, turning toward the smoldering battlefield. "Utaha! Is that guy dead?"
"Utaha...?"
Yoruichi blinked, confused by the unfamiliar name. When she followed Mei's gaze, she saw a raven-haired girl with red eyes standing where the Lightning dragon once surged.
Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned. "I can't feel his presence... There's a high chance he's dead, but... can someone that strong go down that easily?"
"Let's confirm it," Mei said as she opened the chat group and called for Jaeger.
Just then, the silence was shattered.
From beneath the rubble, Gungnir—gleaming and divine—shot forth like a comet, streaking straight for Mei's head.
"Wha—?!"
Utaha gasped.
The spear struck. But instead of blood, only blue lightning crackled. Mei's head briefly exploded into static, then reformed.
"Logia... figures."
Utaha exhaled, remembering that Mei had consumed an enhanced version of the Logia-type Lightning Fruit. The attack phased harmlessly through her.
Then came the voice.
Weak, but defiant.
"Transforming ones body into an element itself... so it really is the Logia Lightning Fruit from One Piece. You... you're a Transmigrator too, aren't you?"
Kenji Saito emerged from the rubble, battered, scorched, and bleeding. His breath was shallow, his gaze locked on Utaha.
"You... Kasumigaoka Utaha from Saekano. You were the pink dragon? Then you must've eaten a Mythical Zoan fruit... unbelievable."
He looked calm on the surface, but inside he was a storm.
Another Transmigrator with the Lightning Fruit? Fine. But a slice-of-life character turned mythical zoan?
What even is this timeline?!
Rage boiled beneath his cracked skin. If I don't get serious now, I'm dead.
He growled, blood trickling from his lips.
"Doesn't matter what you are—Transmigrator or Reincarnator. If I kill you both, I'll be the last one standing in this world!"
With a mad glint in his eyes, he thrust his hand into his own chest.
"What's he doing...?"
Utaha's breath hitched.
Even Mei took a cautious step back. "That spiritual pressure... it's insane. It's almost on par with old man Yamamoto himself."
Saito Kenji ripped out his own heart.
"You regret not killing me instantly, huh?! Too late!"
He crushed his heart in his fist.
"Black Dragon of the Underworld — descend!!"
His scream shattered the sky.
The earth cracked as a monstrous black Western dragon—towering over the ruins—burst forth. It devoured Kenji's crushed heart, and its eyes gleamed with divine awareness.
Everyone froze.
Utaha was struck speechless, soul shivering from the sheer pressure.
Even Mei's vision blurred as spiritual energy surged like a tidal wave.
Yoruichi collapsed to her knees, clutching her chest, on the verge of cardiac arrest.
The black dragon—intelligent, godlike—looked down at them with disdain.
Jaeger, hovering above the battlefield, narrowed his eyes. Even with his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, he couldn't see a single death line on the beast.
"Immortal? Just like the first God-Slayer... No, this might be stronger."
This was no ordinary Zanpakutō transformation. It was a force beyond Soul Society's comprehension.
Kenji Saito, once underestimated, had awakened a monster from myth.
Jaeger muttered, awe-struck:
"So that's why he chased the hogyoku... to break past the limit of life itself."
[Chat Group]
Esdeath: "I actually guessed right! His trump card is terrifying—that Gungnir isn't even his strongest move!"
Uchiha Miyuki: "That black dragon… it's insane. I can feel my soul shaking just watching the livestream."
Luo Hao: "There's no doubt about it—that's a mythical beast! The First God Slayer has similar might, but this Transmigrator's strength is something else entirely!"
Yamamoto Mei: "...A black dragon that can't die? How do you even fight something like that?"
Luo Hao: "Simple. You beat it until it can't get back up."
Sawamura Eriri: "Huh? But if it's immortal, what's the point?"
Luo Hao: "Immortality through ability isn't true immortality. Maintaining that kind of regeneration consumes energy. If you run out of fuel, even a so-called 'immortal' falls. It's not a divine concept—it's just borrowed strength!"
Sawamura Eriri: "Oh... I see. That's a relief. I thought we were watching an unbeatable monster."
Tohsaka Sakura: "Jaeger-nii, do your thing! End it and unleash your Noble Phantasm!"
Jaeger: "Got it."
Jaeger glanced briefly at the chat messages. Luo Hao's analysis aligned with his own thoughts.
If the black dragon truly possessed conceptual immortality, Jaeger's only option would be to toss it into the heart of the sun or hurl it beyond the edge of the galaxy—out of reach, out of existence.
But this… this wasn't true immortality. Just an ability. And abilities have limits.
Below, the enormous black dragon let out a roar that split the skies. "GEYAAAAAAHHHH——!!"
Black flames from the underworld built up in its maw, its target: Kasumigaoka Utaha and the others.
Jaeger, high above, raised his hand.
A brilliant golden sword shimmered into existence, radiant and absolute. Without hesitation, he swung downward.
"God Avoid—!!"
A golden arc of light, like a falling star, descended from the heavens.
The slash ignored all forms of defense—spiritual, physical, conceptual—and cleanly decapitated the dragon. Blood sprayed like rain as its massive head crashed to the ground.
Boom!
But death did not come.
The body thrashed wildly, and within seconds, the dragon's neck regenerated—flawlessly. No scars, no delay.
The creature flailed, panicked.
"Who was that!? What kind of slash was that!? Another Transmigrator!?"
Even as his severed head reattached, the fear in his voice was real.
As Luo Hao had said: this wasn't true immortality. The dragon was burning through energy just to stay alive.
And that sword... it could kill him.
Jaeger didn't reply.
He raised his blade again and launched a barrage of golden strikes.
"God Avoid—!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Slash after slash tore through space and time, carving the dragon's body again and again. Each time it reformed, another cut would meet it in the next instant. The creature couldn't even pinpoint Jaeger's location.
Far off, Shihouin Yoruichi watched, stunned.
The same black dragon that moments ago seemed untouchable was now being hunted like an animal. She couldn't believe it.
"Who… who the hell is doing this? Is there someone that strong in Soul Society!?"
In the livestream, Jibril unconsciously trembled. The sight reminded her of a past trauma—when Jaeger slaughtered her over and over in the Pirate World, dozens of deaths in a single second.
Her eyes softened with pity.
"Immortality is nice… until you meet the wrong boss."
In the air, Jaeger narrowed his eyes.
The regeneration… was slowing down.
"So. It's not infinite after all."
He looked down at the now-desperate black dragon, then slowly raised his hand.
From the space above, a new Noble Phantasm emerged—one that had shattered worlds and crushed monsters beyond reason.
"Sky Collapse: The End of Heaven—!!"
Crack—!!
Reality fractured like fragile glass.
The space surrounding the dragon crumbled into nothingness, the monstrous body half-disintegrated in a single strike.
"GEYAAAAAHHHH!!"
The dragon's screams pierced the heavens, but still—still—it regenerated. But slower than before.
And now, for the first time, real fear surfaced in its eyes.
The black dragon, eyes wide with terror, screamed:
"Wait—WAIT! Please! Don't kill me! I'm a Transmigrator too! I have a system! I have cheat abilities! We can cooperate—just don't kill me!!"
Jaeger didn't even blink.
Once more, he raised his hand.
"Sky Collapse—!!"
Crack—!!
The dragon's massive body vanished in the collapse of the world, reduced to ashes again.
This time, recovery took over half a minute.
Jaeger watched closely. He could sense it now.
The cracks in the dragon's immortality. Its body no longer reformed as quickly. Its reserves were reaching their limit.
The Otsutsuki bloodline within Jaeger surged, greedily drawing ambient energy to keep him at full power without pause.
Then, he raised his hand for the third and final time.
"Sky Collapse—!!"
Crack—!!
The world shattered again.
The black dragon howled, broken and weary.
And then Jaeger saw it.
A line of death.
The black dragon—this so-called immortal—had finally reached its breaking point. His energy was no longer enough to support the illusion of immortality.
Jaeger smiled slightly.
"It's over."
He raised his golden blade one last time. Under the shocked stares of Yoruichi and the others, he shouted:
"You should be proud—taking three consecutive Sky Collapse strikes. Go ahead and brag about it... in the afterlife."
"God Avoid!!"
The golden blade descended, tracing the line of death with unerring precision.
T/N: Should I drop this novel? The support is getting so ahh.