Chapter 536: An Inevitable Dead End
"This scenario is monumentally troublesome," Ryo violently furrowed his brows. "The current iteration of Kaguya is literally easier to manipulate and coax than a naive toddler. The complete structural absence of her dark side translates into a catastrophic deficiency in her overall personality matrix. Placing her on the absolute same coordinate block as Orochimaru—an ancient, cunning veteran who practically wrote the manual on abducting and manipulating children..."
Right at that exact micro-second, a rapid sequence of human silhouettes violently flashed directly behind him. Minato, Obito, and the alternative backup units simultaneously materialized right by his flanks.
"Grand Elder, our forces will execute a tactical stall loop to pin her down! You must immediately deploy a sprint block to salvage Naruto's life force; his parameters fundamentally cannot tolerate another micro-second of delay!"
Ryo violently waved his hand to dismiss the proposal: "Your raw output completely lacks the absolute clearance to participate in this specific tier of combat, and it strictly isn't a simple matter of baseline strength. The absolute fraction of a second she executes a singular physical touch against your vessels, you will instantly die. This represents a catastrophic, structural chasm in soul-level hierarchy... Mmm? Soul-level hierarchy?!"
Ryo's internal cognitive parameters were violently jolted by a horrifying realization. Upon successfully scaling to his current, absolute peak strength tier, assuming a hostile entity successfully breached his active consciousness, even if his internal focus deployed absolutely zero resistance, his sovereign soul matrix would still subconsciously, automatically execute a rapid assimilation and corrosive breakdown of the invading presence. Not to even mention a sovereign entity of Kaguya's astronomical caliber!
Ryo slowly lifted his chin, meticulously auditing the micro-expressions painted across Kaguya's pristine features: "Orochimaru, exactly what ultimate objective—or rather, what lingering desire—is currently driving your active parameters?"
"As for objectives... they are monumentally vast. There exists an astronomical multitude of mysteries spanning this cosmos that strictly require comprehensive exploration. However, mapping to this specific micro-second, my internal parameters harbor an intense, burning desire to fully leverage this majestic physical vessel to profoundly experience the absolute entirety of your sovereign strength, Senior."
"Great-Great-Grandpa!" Kushina frantically shouted out in absolute panic.
"Yo, Teacher, you should launch your sprint block. Naruto is still exceptionally young. Itachi, Kimimaro, Haku, your units must retreat as well. The core of our veteran generation has already successfully secured biological descendants; even if our matrices..."
"You absolute bastard!" Ryo shot a fierce, glaring audit straight at Nagato. "Orochimaru, strictly assuming my presence launches a temporary extraction block to salvage Naruto's life force, do your parameters have any logistical objections?"
Orochimaru slowly and smoothly shook his head: "I am profoundly afraid that operational maneuver is technically impossible. The chronological countdown governing this specific window is exceptionally tight."
"Is that the unvarnished reality..." Ryo let out a subtle, heavy sigh. "Karin, formally terminate the medical healing arrays! The absolute micro-second my hands successfully obliterate Orochimaru's anomaly, I shall manually deploy a terminal resurrection jutsu targeting Naruto's matrix!"
"...Resurrection?" Kushina stood briefly startled.
The collective junior generation experienced a wave of profound shock. Yet, before a single individual could articulate a verbal response, they abruptly realized that Kaguya and Ryo's physical coordinates had completely, flawlessly vanished into absolute nothingness, leaving behind not a single trace of spatial displacement.
Amenominaka!
This specific technique explicitly mapped to a sovereign visual jutsu strictly accessible exclusively to Kaguya's nine-tomoe Rinne Sharingan. Concurrently, it remained one of the only two supreme Kekkei Mōra jutsu that Ryo's baseline parameters fundamentally still lacked the technical capacity to execute.
Directly confronting the absolute authority of this visual jutsu, Ryo's physical frame was instantaneously violently dragged by Orochimaru straight into a catastrophic, apocalyptic hellscape overflowing with boiling magma!
"Forcefully overriding and executing a mandatory spatial displacement; the unvarnished reality confirms its operational priority is monumentally stronger than my Yomotsu Hirasaka. These two techniques fundamentally do not exist on the same structural tier," Ryo murmured in light, genuine admiration.
"Flawlessly accurate. The majestic Progenitor of the Shinobi World commands an astronomically terrifying output... encompassing both her biological physical vessel and her sovereign soul matrix."
The dual of them completely and seamlessly disregarded the catastrophic, violently churning magma roaring continuously across their perimeter. The apocalyptic temperatures scaling into the thousands of degrees utterly failed to ignite even the absolute edge of their garments.
"Since the parameters map out as such, the Great Ancestor shall completely discard any tactical stall loops. Let your consciousness genuinely savor the unvarnished reality of Kaguya's absolute strength for a brief window!"
Ryo violently clenched his fist, aggressively launching a maximum-potency kinetic strike straight toward Orochimaru's coordinates. Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack!
The terrestrial crust and atmospheric blocks roared and violently vibrated, while the boundless, apocalyptic sea of magma unleashed a deafening, chaotic howl. In the very next absolute micro-second, the magma surged violently upward, flawlessly mirroring a catastrophic oceanic tsunami rising from both flanks, before aggressively crashing down with world-ending momentum. An astronomical multitude of glowing fist projections, aggressively sweeping up the roaring magma in their wake, launched a devastating, terminal volley dead straight toward Orochimaru!
Yet, Orochimaru seamlessly cocked his own fist backward, similarly channeling the supreme authority of Sage Power to violently shake the heavens and earth. Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack!
The endless, catastrophic volleys of phantom fists violently collided in mid-air. The sheer kinetic impact of their clash instantly blasted a horrifying, bottomless crater straight into the apocalyptic magma ocean directly beneath their suspended coordinates. The boundless reserves of molten rock were violently blasted outward, sweeping across all directions flawlessly mirroring a cataclysmic tsunami!
However, the absolute micro-second the roaring magma came within a hair's breadth of physically touching either of their vessels, it miraculously, automatically 'bypassed' their coordinates, operating as though it possessed its own internal, terrified consciousness...
"So, Orochimaru, what is your internal evaluation? Does engaging in a high-powered combat loop of this absolute magnitude grant your parameters an immense rush of exhilaration?" Ryo articulated with a deadpan, cold cadence.
"It is undeniably, profoundly exhilarating. Unfortunately, my core matrix fundamentally does not map to a battle-crazed combat fanatic; I don't particularly derive immense enjoyment from visceral brawls. My singular, absolute objective is strictly to thoroughly explore and comprehend the ultimate, terminal power parameters belonging exclusively to the shinobi!"
The spatial environment violently warped and shifted once again. In a single micro-second, Ryo and Orochimaru were instantaneously submerged straight into a boundless, apocalyptic ocean entirely composed of hyper-corrosive acid. Ryo subtly furrowed his brows, instantly deploying a dense chakra shield to securely isolate the acidic fluid from his vessel.
The outer layer of his garments had already begun to manifest minor traces of structural corrosion, yet projecting a direct visual audit targeting Kaguya's biological vessel confirmed she remained absolutely, flawlessly unharmed!
"In the end, my raw durability still falls just a fraction of a metric short," Ryo chuckled and shook his head. Extending all ten of his fingers forward, a blinding, dark-red luminescence violently erupted, carving a sequence of dazzling, highly lethal arcs straight through the dense ocean of corrosive acid.
Orochimaru, in sharp contrast, smoothly gripped a lethal All-Killing Ash Bone spike in each hand. Aggressively swinging the deadly weapons to effortlessly deflect the dense, incoming swarm of Tailed Beast Bombs, he launched a fluid, lethal glide straight toward Ryo's coordinates!
Ryo let out a light laugh, aggressively violently grasping the two lethal bone spikes thrusting straight at his frame: "Failing to reciprocate a polite gesture is profoundly discourteous. The time has come for your consciousness to experience a guided tour through the Great Ancestor's sovereign pocket space!"
A spatial black hole abruptly and violently tore open. Ryo aggressively dragged Orochimaru straight into a roaring, apocalyptic magma dimension. However, structurally differing from the previous spatial block, this explicitly mapped to Ryo's sovereign Fire-Attribute Space!
"Senior, to successfully architect and construct a spatial dimension of this absolute magnitude while completely lacking the visual prowess of a nine-tomoe Rinne Sharingan... your technical execution is genuinely, profoundly magnificent!"
"I formally accept your high praise," Ryo grinned widely. An overwhelming, catastrophic wave of repulsive force violently erupted outward from his physical frame. The roaring magma violently surged, sweeping into a devastating tsunami that aggressively crashed straight toward Orochimaru!
Anchored strictly within his sovereign Fire-Attribute Space, Ryo commanded the absolute authority to effortlessly manipulate the magma flow!
"Senior, my internal calculations dictate that continuously executing our combat loop strictly within Princess Kaguya Otsutsuki's spatial dimensions remains the optimal track." Orochimaru licked his lips, and the spatial perimeter violently warped and swapped once more.
Ryo instantaneously materialized within another highly bizarre, eerie spatial dimension. The terrestrial ground structuring this block appeared to be entirely composed of crystalline architecture, and the environment was blanketed by a terrifying, absolute extreme gravitational pull. The sheer force violently yanked at Ryo's suspended form, causing him to stumble heavily in mid-air and narrowly avoid violently plummeting straight down to the crystal crust.
"You absolute bastard, aggressively bullying my parameters specifically because I lack the technical capacity to deploy Amenominaka, correct? Fine, excellent! I shall generously grant you the absolute home-field advantage!" Two football-sized Truth-Seeking Balls smoothly melted outward. Spin to your absolute limits, Wind-Fire Wheels!
The high-intensity, catastrophic clash raged on continuously. Orochimaru was genuinely, meticulously experiencing the absolute limits of the Shinobi Progenitor's raw strength, stubbornly refusing to skip over a single spatial dimension.
Cycling rapidly from the magma dimension to the acid dimension, transitioning to the high-gravity dimension, dropping into the desert dimension, and ultimately arriving within the freezing ice dimension, the spatial swapping finally hit a terminal halt. Orochimaru braced his posture and launched into a series of point-blank, visceral physical clashes head-on against Ryo!
The glacial ice continuously shattered, and the frozen mountains violently detonated into dust!
Stripped of the absolute capacity to aggressively drain the global chakra reserves spanning the entire shinobi world, Kaguya's baseline combat output was structurally identical to Ryo's. Had her physical vessel not been actively piloted by an ancient, battle-hardened veteran of Orochimaru's caliber, a pure, naive Kaguya would fundamentally never stand a chance against Ryo's assault.
"Have your active chakra reserves hit a critical depletion node? Exactly why on earth has your matrix ceased executing rapid spatial swaps? My internal memory banks explicitly track that Kaguya commands a total of six distinct spatial dimensions, and the final absolute block... should explicitly map to the Core Dimension, correct? That specific coordinate represents the absolute peak of her sovereign strength!"
Ryo broadcasted his voice resonantly, concurrently triggering his colossal physical frame to aggressively cock his right fist backward... He had already successfully toggled his Super Multi-Size Jutsu to its absolute maximum threshold. This specific maneuver exponentially enhanced his biological durability and raw kinetic output, guaranteeing that even his Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack would strike with a fraction of added devastation.
And tracking a high-powered combat loop strictly anchored at this absolute tier, a mere fraction of a metric could decisively lock down the terminal outcome!
"The Core Dimension? The Expansive Truth-Seeking Ball?"
Orochimaru muttered to himself, lifting his chin to directly face the catastrophic, descending volley of phantom fists, seamlessly drawing his own right fist back to counter. Yet, right at that exact fraction of a second, Kaguya's flawlessly exquisite facial features abruptly warped violently. In an absolute, catastrophic failure of execution, Orochimaru completely failed to launch his counter-punch, and his vessel was violently struck head-on by the endless, world-ending barrage of kinetic fist projections!
Amidst the deafening, apocalyptic roars, a colossal, catastrophic crater was instantly violently blasted straight into the glacial terrain. As the shattered ice dust slowly settled, Kaguya's physical frame was revealed lying perfectly still and flat against the absolute bottom of the massive depression.
Ryo's facial complexion sustained a sharp, violent shift: "If your matrix was hitting its structural limits, you should have transmitted a verbal warning. Do not allow Kaguya's biological vessel to sustain irreversible physical trauma on my watch." He frantically canceled his expansion jutsu, rapidly shrinking back to his standard baseline size as he flew straight down into the depths of the crater.
Orochimaru slowly and agonizingly pulled his posture upright: "Senior, the sovereign biological vessel of the Shinobi Progenitor is fundamentally not that easily damaged."
Ryo's physical frame executed a sudden standstill. As expected from Kaguya's absolute parameters; that previous kinetic strike channeled well over eighty percent of my maximum output, yet her vessel absorbed the absolute entirety of the impact head-on without sustaining a single scratch. Monumentally durable!
"Orochimaru... is the sensation of having your soul violently ripped apart profoundly excruciating?"
"Ah, Senior. The agony scales exponentially beyond my highest internal estimates. Furthermore, my calculations dictate that this specific brand of excruciating torture will relentlessly continue for approximately half an hour before my matrix finally secures a complete, absolute release."
Ryo let out a subtle, complex sigh. Orochimaru had meticulously engineered an escape track strictly utilizing Tenji's physical vessel, yet his conscious awareness was erroneously, catastrophically sucked straight into Kaguya's matrix during her resurrection sequence. For an entity like Orochimaru, this specific structural anomaly equated to absolute, terminal annihilation—an inevitable dead end!
Even an entity boasting Ryo's supreme caliber completely lacked the absolute technical capacity to inflict any structural influence upon Kaguya's spiritual domain. Now that Orochimaru's soul had been violently absorbed into her matrix, even if the 'pure and kind-hearted Kaguya' completely refrained from launching an active mental counter-offensive, the sheer, crushing pressure generated by the astronomical density of her soul would systematically subject Orochimaru's consciousness to a slow, agonizing, chronic death!
Orochimaru fundamentally lacked any operational exit route!
"So your countdown strictly retains roughly half an hour? Factoring in the unvarnished reality that the Great Ancestor is personally escorting your soul on its final journey, does your matrix command the bandwidth to resolve a fraction of my internal inquiries? For instance... exactly why on earth did your execution dictate assassinating Teuchi?"