Chapter 129 : Orochimaru vs Lord Gen

"Despite being an ordinary person, achieving such strength is quite impressive, I must admit. But it's clear you've chosen the wrong opponent," Lord Gen said calmly.

Suspended high in the air, Lord Gen rode the winds, appearing as though he was gathering power. The luminous aura enveloping him intensified.

"Damn you! You're clearly looting the treasures of my nation!" Troy exclaimed angrily, launching an assault on Lord Gen in mid-air. He absorbed energy from the Gelel Stone feverishly, aiming for a substantial boost.

A vivid blue-green radiance enshrouded Troy's skin, his form expanding as he displayed a pained expression, yet he pushed forward relentlessly.

"Heh, like an elephant is bothered by ants on its path," Lord Gen mocked with arrogance. He then shifted his gaze toward Orochimaru and added, "I don't know what benefits you Uchiha folks sought by opposing me, but I will find out soon enough. The entire Uchiha clan will pay the price!"

"Is that so? Unfortunately, I cannot comply with your wishes," Orochimaru retorted.

Orochimaru's dark, snake-like eyes locked onto Lord Gen with formidable mental power. Flying wasn't within his capabilities, and even Takeshi couldn't fly effortlessly. In terms of strength, both Orochimaru and Takeshi possessed nearly Kage-level combat power, but it wasn't sufficient to confront Lord Gen.

"Wind Release : Death Wind Sword!"

Suddenly, Lord Gen transformed both his hands into sword-like gestures. Clear, radiant light condensed rapidly on his fingertips, transforming into two sharp beams resembling lasers, targeting critical points with pinpoint accuracy.

"What?!"

Orochimaru had barely time to react when a luminous beam pierced his right chest, unhindered.

Troy, however, lacked the agility of Takeshi's reflexes. He was directly stabbed in the chest, spewing out blood before plummeting to the ground.

"Hahaha, ants will always remain ants," Lord Gen gloated, a mixture of excitement and scorn evident in his expression as he belittled the strength of the two.

"So swift! Could this be a technique mastered through nature transformation or even wind-chakra shape transformation?"

The wind chakra was forcefully compressed and controlled through Kage-level strength, finally surging forth in an eruption that harnessed the wind's penetrating power. Its speed exceeded human eye and reaction limits, making it nearly impossible to evade.

"Cough, cough!"

Surprisingly, Troy, despite the penetrating wound in his chest, managed to rise again. The wound's bleeding ceased, and the granulated tissue started healing at an incredible pace, defying logic.

"Incredible! How much chakra did he absorb?" Orochimaru marvelled, the recuperative ability surpassing even that of Hashirama.

Orochimaru pressed his hand against the reddened wound, reasoning that as long as it wasn't a vital point, his enhanced bloodline and body modifications would facilitate swift recovery.

"Are you two alright? Well then, I shall take another turn," Lord Gen sneered, lunging at them with both hands. He launched seven or eight meteor-like strikes in unison. The dazzling brilliance proved irresistible, and imminent peril loomed over the duo!

"What...!!"

Troy frantically erected a defensive barrier, but it was futile as the clear light pierced through his heart and throat, disregarding any obstacle.

Troy, now eroded by the Gelel Stone, had undoubtedly altered his regenerative capacity. His entire being had transformed into a blood-soaked figure, yet he persisted in his recovery, his gaze fixed upon Lord Gen hovering in the sky.

"Come forth! Attempt to end me if you can!"

Although he had somehow survived the fall, the agony he experienced was authentic. Just moments ago, Troy believed his demise was imminent. Presently, his eyes harboured both a deep-seated loathing and an eerie blue-green radiance. Without hesitation, he morphed his body once more into wings and darted towards Lord Gen.

This technique, Wind Release : Death Wind Sword, harboured an enigmatic nature by employing the wind attribute. Most adversaries were left powerless to evade it. Rather, they met their end.

Much like Danzo, Gen had dedicated his focus to Wind Style jutsu. His mastery over it was indeed remarkable, granting him unparalleled command over the force of the wind. His prowess could even rival Danzo's.

"Your physical form possesses substantial value. Tobirama-sama may find interest. I intend to dismantle you, allowing for a complete restructuring!"

Within his grasp, the fierce wind materialized into a radiant sphere of azure light, as if it were destined to quell the last vestiges of resistance. Yet, Orochimaru lying on the ground suddenly issued a warning: "Exercise caution, do not divert your gaze!"

"What...?!"

"Kenjutsu : Mystic Flash!"

"Absurd!!"

Emerging as an enigmatic, blinding light, capable of piercing through all obstructions, the technique indeed held the ability to transcend barriers. Lord Gen could only perceive the sensation of his vision slipping away, plunging him into a realm suffused with pallor.

Orochimaru's Sharingan eyes were activated in earnest, channelling immense spiritual power into the boundless luminance. This was no mere glare. It was a sweeping illusion that incapacitated and immobilised unsuspecting foes, rendering them powerless in its grasp.

Orochimaru, inheriting Takeshi's ninjutsu and his summoned beast Shiromari, amalgamated his potent spiritual energy into the blinding light.

Despite being considerably inebriated, Lord Gen stumbled erratically like a headless fly. Orochimaru didn't hesitate, releasing the concealed Senjutsu Chakra he had amassed earlier. This energy transformed into an all-consuming inferno that consumed the entire sky.

"Fire Style : Extinguishing Flame!"

A deafening roar reverberated.

"What? Master Gen is being incinerated!"

The three Anbu operatives in the distance were flabbergasted by the conflagration enveloping the sky. This "Uchiha" possessed astonishing strength!

"Once more, Thunderstorm!"

The three Anbu operatives remained dazed, enveloped in lightning. Bart, akin to a charging rhino, thundered toward the fray formed by the trio, determined to obliterate them.

"Gentle Fist : Eight Trigrams Mountain Crusher!"

Heiji Hyuga's shout materialized as chakra transmuted into a blinding white light that slammed into Bart. Bart's body and thunder collided with Hyuga's palm like mountains colliding before he was flung backward!

Though Heiji Hyuga's energy waned, his Gentle Fist remained potent.

G-force-enhanced soldiers, recipients of G medicine, fell without putting up much resistance. Their chakra points were blocked, their end swift.

"Release me!"

Transformed into a giant tiger, Jace froze mid-charge, glaring at Ryosuke Yamanaka who maintained his seals, yet unable to break free.

"Beetle! Are you prepared? We can't hold out much longer!!"

"Prepared and ready."

Bart and Jace had been sent airborne countless times, but Takeshi's empowerment endowed them with augmented resilience, rendering them difficult to dispatch.

Finally, Beetle completed her ninjutsu preparations, the mask producing an eerie creaking sound. "Quack...Secret Art: Golden Corpse Beetles!"

"Pfft—!"

Flesh and bone snapped as numerous soldiers' chest cavities ruptured upon crashing to the ground. Dark-golden beetles emerged in abundance, their massive jaws agape, bellowing as if in demonstration.

Soldiers spared from death in previous battle weren't exempt—now, enormous beetles outnumbered the corpses, advancing while consuming flesh and blood voraciously.

"Curse these pests!"

The monstrous duo, Heiji and Ryosuke, shock was palpable as they witnessed this spectacle. However, Beetle demeanour was bordering on madness, basking in her masterpiece creation.

"Hahaha! Weep, cry out, then succumb, becoming sustenance for my progeny!"

With victory seemingly secure, Beetle revelled in her triumph.

"Constant vigilance is key for Anbu!"

An icy voice pierced the air behind Beetle, causing her to freeze in her tracks, cold sweat trickling as if observed by a frigid predator.

"How is this possible?! How are you behind me? My bugs were—"

"Pfft—"

"Beetle!"

Heiji Hyuga and Ryosuke Yamanaka pivoted, disbelief etched on their features as they spotted Beetle, her face ablaze and her chest already drenched in blood.

"No—"

"It seems she possesses no bloodline limit, but it did grant me a modest boost in strength."

Takeshi mused, a blood-red glow vanishing into his form.

Casting Beetle's lifeless form aside like discarded trash, Takeshi surveyed the remaining opponents with a hint of amusement. The parasites within the corpse seemed disconnected from their chakra source, writhing and perishing.

"After waging secret battles for so long, it's time I took the reins."

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