Tyrant Mode

Satoru took a deep breath, inhaling a large gulp of air and using it to dispel the surprise in his mind and the continuous pressure on his body.

At this moment, he was completely different from the state he was in when he opened the eight gates in his memory.

The eight gates didn't give their user the ability to fly, even if the gate of death was opened, it could only stay in the air at an unreasonable speed.

But now he was truly flying in the air, and the explosive power in his body was completely different from what one would usually get from opening the eight gates.

"Anyway, I can feel that this state won't last long, so I'll test my abilities now."

Satoru took a deep breath, extending the palm of his right hand to the thick metal plate beneath his feet, and with a slight movement of his mind, the metal floor that had taken a lot of effort to build opened up a large hole.

A large number of thick metal plates were pinched and rubbed against each other, producing a loud sound that made his teeth ache. Satoru suddenly clenched his palm, and the bent metal suddenly shrank, spinning into a curved ball.

"Truly terrifying power." There was still a hint of surprise in Satoru's eyes.

His absolute control over this metal was something he couldn't do before!

"Could it be that in this state, my power enhancement isn't physical strength? Is it the authority over electromagnetic forces?"

Satoru felt that he had captured something faint. Now, the magnetic field of his life was as strong as the sun, burning fiercely like a raging fire!

After determining the direction, Satoru took a breath and slowly raised his hand in the air.

The ground trembled slightly, and fallen leaves and branches on the ground quickly shook up and down. Animals in the surrounding forest seemed to have sensed something and fled in panic.

Boom...

Amidst the earth-shaking, a large number of metals emerged like mushrooms after spring rain, intertwining, piercing through dense trees, and sending dust flying... When it stopped, a terrifying metal forest appeared!

In the air, Satoru gasped for breath, sweat pouring down from his forehead, looking at his "masterpiece." A smile couldn't help but appear on his pale face.

"Indeed, my control over electromagnetic forces has increased rapidly."

Using electromagnetic forces to manipulate metal particles beneath the surface to gather, and then control them to grow and intertwine into a metal forest, this was what he had just done. It couldn't be done before.

The Third Kazekage had a similar technique with the help of sand and a large amount of iron, but Satoru forcibly extracted all the metal within a radius of nearly a thousand meters below the surface, and the difficulty level was entirely different!

Clasping his palms, his body turned into lightning, and his entire body suddenly touched the ground.

Several thick and dense trees were destroyed by the force of violence, and sawdust flew around. Not only that, even the surrounding metal forest was suddenly damaged.

His waist and abdomen twisted, and a spinning kick swept through. The large tree that required three people to embrace it was instantly blown into powder when he touched it, and the large tree trunk fell heavily from the forest.

The martial arts of each strike seemed simple and unadorned, but they contained great power and were full of the aesthetics of violence.

Satoru's body was enveloped by pulsating lightning arcs. At this moment, every inch of his skin and every cell were filled with explosive power.

Stepping out, the metal forest around him seemed to have a life of its own, separating where he walked, and creating a path for his body.

"I finally understand how Magneto feels."

Satoru smiled, very satisfied with his current state.

The sudden increase in electromagnetic force had given him a vague sense of Magneto.

Walking to where the metal floor was previously laid, he raised his palm, and the twisted metal was destroyed, forming metal plates again and returning to their original positions.

The metal forest behind him also seemed to have been called back, slowly sinking into the ground, leaving behind a messy forest.

After the last metal forest sank into the ground, the lightning arcs around Satoru disappeared, and his raised hair returned to normal.

After all this, Satoru's face turned pale, and he was panting.

"It's almost time to come."

He looked into the distance.

About ten seconds later, several Anbu wearing animal masks appeared nearby, looking around at the chaotic forest. There was a hint of surprise in the eyes behind the masks.

"What happened? The environment is so devastated."

"Is it an enemy attack?"

...

Satoru forced a smile on his pale face and said, "Sorry, I was just practicing ninjutsu, and there was a lot of noise. Just a little."

"It's Hyuga Satoru."

The Anbu recognized him.

Satoru was currently considered a popular figure next to the Hokage. He had completed important Anbu missions in the Iron Country. His instructor, Aburame Shibi, was also a former Anbu member, so these Anbu were familiar with Satoru.

"Practicing ninjutsu? What could cause such a commotion?"

The Anbu still found it a little unbelievable. As far as their tracking around them was concerned, it would be difficult even for a Jonin to get out.

If they had seen the previous metal forest, they wouldn't know what it looked like.

Satoru deliberately coughed a few times, putting on a very weak appearance, and said with a bitter smile, "I developed a powerful ninjutsu, but I lost control and ended up like this." "I see." The Anbu nodded slightly.

Satoru didn't appear weak, as if he were pretending. His chakra seemed to be completely depleted, and there were no other ninja traces around him. It seemed to be true.

"Well, then we won't disturb you."

With a few flickers, the Anbu disappeared.

Feeling that the Anbu had left, Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes flickering.

Indeed, the practice had lost control, but the reason wasn't the development of ninjutsu; rather, it was the development of a model.

The Tyrant Mode!

That was the name Satoru had given it.

"I didn't expect that after opening the eight gates to the fourth gate, the magnetic field of life would suddenly increase, feeding back into the authority of electromagnetic forces." Satoru took a breath, and shock still lingered in his heart.

The ability he had just used was at least an electromagnetic force of level 4. In that state, he would dare to fight even against an enemy at the level of Shibi!

Forcibly surpassing the level of electromagnetic force and using abilities that far exceeded the current, this was Tyrant Mode!

It was also a significant enhancement of the authority of electromagnetic forces, greatly expanding the range of his electromagnetic perception. With his eyes closed, he found that Anbu was approaching.

But upon careful consideration, this change made a lot of sense. Before he practiced the eight gates, he found that a strong biomagnetic field would feed back the authority of electromagnetic forces.

And every time he opened one of the eight gates, the biological magnetic field would sharply increase, and the fourth gate was an area of river flow, so it was easy to understand that the purple starlight in his mind would resonate.

"His power is much stronger than that of the conventional eight gates, but the residual symptoms seem severe."

Satoru smiled helplessly. In just a few minutes, not a drop of chakra remained, and there was a tearing sensation when he moved. His muscles felt light.

"However, this has become my strongest trump card. When facing an enemy whose strength is far superior to mine, I have a chance to turn the tables."