Chapter 365: What I Cannot Obtain, Neither Shall You
Fury didn't collapse Nagato's rationality—rather, it sharpened his responses into even more efficient precision.
Within moments, multiple Pain Path abilities activated simultaneously.
Nagato's thought flickered. Chakra from those gold dust whips was immediately absorbed clean, losing brilliant luster while becoming dull and loose—completely devoid of binding power.
But that momentary delay sufficed. Killer B's figure had already reached his side.
Muscles behind Nagato's back writhed. Rocket launcher-like tubes sprouted forth, instantly emptying their internal missiles toward Killer B.
Facing Nagato's defensive counterattack, Killer B's octopus tentacles wildly danced, adhering those incoming missiles before pulling them outward—accepting explosions tearing tentacles to shreds yet refusing to relax grip.
Amid raining flesh and blood fragments, Killer B's long blade fell as scheduled.
Nagato snorted coldly. Both hands wielding black rods, he spun them into impenetrable defense, weaving before himself an absolute defensive perimeter protecting all vital points thoroughly.
But unexpectedly, Killer B's blade never actually descended.
Killer B feinted. Just as blade and rod were about to contact, he suddenly twisted mid-air, evading rod collision while reversing his grip upward, lightly brushing past that semi-transparent "word spirit" soul hovering above.
Where blade passed, no physical collision sound occurred—yet that white spirit-form silently split in half like invisible blades cutting thin gauze.
"Curse them, Seven-Star Sword!" Killer B's voice transmitted to his ears.
With this proclamation, Killer B's strange blade suddenly blazed with sinister red light. Two ancient characters appeared upon it—"Divine Being."
Before Nagato could advance to seize it, he witnessed a Cloud ninja leaping forward from ground while clutching a crimson gourd. Pulling the stopper, aiming toward that white thing, he roared:
"Record it, Kohaku no Jōhei!"
Before words finished, that gourd mouth transformed into a miniature black hole vortex. Irresistible suction suddenly erupted, precisely locking onto those drifting white "word spirit" soul fragments.
"Whoosh!" That "word spirit" soul was entirely absorbed into the Kohaku no Jōhei.
Nagato's heart trembled. Warning bells screamed. Instinctively, he opened his hand toward that Cloud ninja.
"Universal Pull!"
"Ahhh!" The Cloud ninja screamed as enormous gravity sucked him skyward along with his crimson gourd, falling directly into Nagato's palm.
"Pff!" Nagato didn't hesitate a moment. Reversing grip, he thrust a black rod into that person's heart.
This person was merely an ordinary Shadow Guard member. Facing Nagato's attack, he possessed zero resistance capability—immediately pierced completely through.
However, as Shadow Guard personnel, his loyalty toward the Raikage proved absolute. Before dying, he expended his final strength throwing the crimson gourd downward toward the Raikage's direction.
'Cannot let them obtain that crimson gourd!'
This thought flashed rapidly through Nagato's mind. He released the corpse, his body immediately changing flight direction like an arrow, shooting electrically toward that crimson gourd.
"Stop him!"
Everyone shouted simultaneously, employing all methods attempting to obstruct Nagato while beginning to compete for that descending crimson gourd.
Killer B's rear tentacles dropped downward, waving afterimages mid-air like a giant net draping over Nagato's head—delaying him even momentarily.
Severed gold dust chains reconnected under Rasa's chakra infusion, exploding sonic booms mid-air while lashing toward that crimson gourd, attempting to accelerate its flight speed.
Ao opened his mouth wide. Sky-filling chakra interference fog once more permeated the field.
Airborne Konan also detected irregularities here. Unable to continue "snowing" in skies, her form dove downward like a falcon while massive quantities of explosive tags cascaded mountain-collapse-like, instantly obscuring small sky portions—targeting the entire contested area.
This time, without waiting for Two-Tails' Fire Rat Bullets interception, she preemptively detonated explosive tags.
BOOM BOOM BOOM...
Continuous explosions painted skies fire-red. Violent shockwaves expanded spherically, indiscriminately sweeping everything like mountains pressing downward.
This constituted the most brutal battlefield control—using destruction to create chaos without distinguishing friend from foe.
She confidently believed Nagato wouldn't suffer from her explosive tag detonations—but others might not prove so fortunate.
Indeed, under these exaggerated shockwave impacts, fog instantly cleared while visibility suddenly sharpened.
The crimson gourd was also pushed off original trajectory by explosion airwaves, spinning obliquely toward chaotic ground.
Affected by shockwave impact, Rasa's gold dust chains whipped empty air.
But those gold dust chains moved serpent-agile, turning mid-air before continuing pursuit toward the crimson gourd—persistent and relentless.
Peripheral colossal summoning beasts charged frantically toward here, yet compared to the Raikage's Lightning Release Chakra Mode extreme speed, they ultimately proved inferior.
Human Path soul absorption, Hungry Ghost Path chakra absorption, Asura Path mechanisms fully deployed... Black rods danced around Nagato's body, various abilities intersecting to continuously repel and tear Eight-Tails tentacles.
But Killer B currently employed completely mutual-destruction tactics. Severed tentacles regenerated. Absorbed chakra prompted further infusion—desperately dragging Nagato down, exchanging injuries for injuries to buy the Raikage one or two fatal seconds.
A's lightning-wrapped figure had already appeared beneath the crimson gourd—obviously unable to catch up in time.
Watching the crimson gourd about to fall into A's hands, Nagato shouted coldly. His hand once more condensed gravitational black sphere, throwing it forward toward the crimson gourd.
"Planetary Devastation!"
Want the crimson gourd?
Fine!
Go get sealed together with it!
What I cannot obtain, neither shall you!
Force field ignored distance, instantly enveloping airspace containing the Kohaku no Jōhei. That familiar heart-palpitating twisted gravitational field erupted once more.
The crimson gourd seemed held by invisible giant hands. Its descent halted abruptly before beginning to float upward.
"Damn it!"
A's eyes cracked with rage. Disregarding personal safety, his heavy foot shattered ground. His entire body shot upward like a cannonball, one palm slamming viciously onto the crimson gourd.
BANG!
A dull sound rang out. The crimson gourd immediately transformed into purple-gold flowing light, barely grazing the gravitational field's edge at astounding speed—shooting obliquely toward alliance territory where Cloud ninja awaited in strict formation.
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