| The Cyber Ascension | Arc 7 — "The Bloodlines and Carnage" | Volume 7 | Chapter 70 : "The Zenōnuke Clan VS Hell" |
The Second Heaven Forest no longer existed.
What remained was a scorched graveyard—trees reduced to blackened spikes, rivers evaporated into steaming scars, and mountains split open like broken bones. Purple and red flames crawled endlessly across the land, refusing to die, as if Hell itself had claimed the territory.
At the center of this ruin stood Sanji Youta.
His massive katana rested against his shoulder. Blood-red energy pulsed along its edge like a living heartbeat. His presence alone bent the air, cracked the ground, and crushed weaker beings to their knees.
Sanji Youta inhaled slowly… then smiled.
Sanji Youta
"Come on… Zenōnuke brats."
His voice echoed unnaturally, crawling through the burned forest.
"Reveal yourselves. I want that brat… Z."
The flames suddenly split apart.
A ripple tore through space itself.
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They arrived.
Z walked forward first—lazy posture, hand resting casually on his katana's hilt.
Behind him came Zenōnuke Eirien, calm as ever, eyes sharp, aura restrained but lethal.
Haruko followed, her hands already forming layered sigils, massive barrier formulas glowing faintly.
And finally—
Kiyoshi, grinning stupidly… yet his eyes were serious for once.
Kiyoshi's smile vanished the moment he noticed the battlefield.
Kiyoshi
"…AH?"
His voice dropped.
"Generals…?"
Without another word, he vanished—reappearing beside the unconscious generals, lifting them effortlessly.
Kiyoshi
"I'll take them outta here."
A blink—and they were gone.
Silence returned.
Only four Zenōnuke stood before the King of Hell.
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Sanji Youta laughed.
Not loudly.
Not madly.
A slow, pleased laugh, the kind that belonged to a predator who had already decided how the prey would die.
Sanji Youta
"So… these are the famous Zenōnuke."
His eyes locked onto Z.
The pressure spiked.
The ground beneath Z cracked.
Sanji Youta
"I am the King of Hell… Sanji Youta."
He stepped forward.
"I want a vessel."
Z's eyes narrowed slightly.
Sanji Youta
"My body is decaying. Time is catching up."
His grin twisted.
"But yours…?"
He pointed his katana directly at Z.
Sanji Youta
"Perfect."
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Z tilted his head.
Z
"…Why me?"
Sanji Youta's smile widened—unhinged, hungry.
Sanji Youta
"Because you possess Ki Blood."
The air froze.
Sanji Youta
"A rare bloodline. Extended lifespan. Enhanced adaptation. A body that resists decay."
His voice trembled with excitement.
"With you… I can live centuries more."
He leaned forward slightly.
Sanji Youta
"And with that time… I'll torture Earth."
"I'll break humans slowly."
"I'll remake despair into entertainment."
Z's hand tightened on his katana.
Z
"…No."
A single word.
Cold. Absolute.
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Eirien stepped forward, purple markings faintly glowing.
Eirien
"We won't allow it."
Haruko slammed her palms together.
Massive multi-layered barriers erupted around them, glowing violently.
Haruko
"You won't touch him."
Sanji Youta stared at them for a moment.
Then—
He laughed.
A deep, monstrous laugh that caused the sky to darken further and the flames to surge higher.
Sanji Youta
"Good."
He unsheathed his massive katana.
The moment the blade cleared its sheath—
The entire Second Heaven trembled.
Mountains cracked.
The sky split with red lightning.
The ground screamed.
Sanji Youta
"Then let Hell consume you all."
Z slowly drew his katana.
Purple energy flickered.
Eirien's Tenshoudhā activated.
Haruko's barriers thickened.
Far away, even Hell itself seemed to hold its breath.
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The war had begun.
Not a clash of ideals.
Not a battle of justice.
But a blood-soaked collision between monsters.
And this time—
Even the Zenōnuke Clan stood on the edge of annihilation.