Chapter 272: Rinne Sharingan: Sōzō no Ryōiki
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"Colt, why are you so familiar with this world?"
After hesitating for a long time, Sasuke finally gave in to his curiosity and asked.
It wasn't just him; the others shared the same thoughts.
Ever since arriving in this strange world, no matter how bizarre the events were, Colt had remained unphased.
His calm demeanor was as if none of it came as a surprise to him.
Even Senju Tobirama had been astonished when he first laid eyes on the inhabitants of this new world — strange beings who looked far from human.
Some of them were so grotesque that even the ugliest creatures back in the ninja world seemed beautiful in comparison.
Yet Colt? He adapted to this world in no time and had already subdued some of its most powerful individuals.
"Because it's all in here," Colt said cryptically, tapping his temple.
His eyes gleamed with a knowing look.
Senju Tobirama watched him intently, his brows furrowing in thought.
Then, as if a realization struck him, his eyes widened.
"I see now... You, who even rivaled the Sage of Six Paths, must have developed some kind of mind technique. Fascinating. I would love to study it."
"There will be opportunities for that," Colt replied with a smirk, nodding in acknowledgment.
Internally, he was relieved.
These sharp-minded individuals could make up theories out of thin air.
Tobirama had practically crafted a logical explanation without Colt having to say anything. He silently thanked him for that.
'Now of the rest…'
Sure enough, their expressions shifted to one of understanding. Even Sasuke.
They had bought into Tobirama's assumption.
Colt, feeling satisfied with the turn of events, mentally patted himself on the back and turned his attention back to the duo standing before him.
"What about you two? Is there anything you need or desire?"
Colt had been pondering how to utilize Deidara and Sasori in this world.
While keeping them around as they were now, felt wasteful, he hadn't yet figured out a fitting role for them.
"Power. I need to grow stronger," Sasori said in a low, determined voice.
He had already sensed the difference between this world and the ninja world.
Here, even weaklings seemed absurdly durable.
Take Daz Bonez, for instance — a shinobi of Jōnin level could defeat him with ease, but his resilience was off the charts.
Injuries that would have killed a ninja only amounted to minor setbacks for these people.
Sasori, a master of poisons and puppets, knew he had to advance his craft.
Otherwise, his current techniques might not even scratch some of these powerful beings.
Colt thought for a moment, then a solution came to him.
"Cough… You've heard of the Warlords of the Sea, right?"
Sasori nodded, glancing down at the unconscious Daz Bonez.
"Isn't his boss one of them?"
"Exactly. And there's another Warlord by the name of Gecko Moria. He collects corpses in large numbers and even controls them... I imagine that might interest you."
Sasori's eyes gleamed at the thought of Moria's stash of bodies.
Crafting human puppets was his specialty, and a fresh supply of specimens was always welcome.
"You and Deidara should pay Moria a visit. If the opportunity arises, consider taking his place as a Warlord yourselves."
"No problem," Sasori replied confidently.
Colt then shared some things about Moria with him.
After hearing about Moria's abilities and analyzing the potential, he was certain that once they mastered this world's Haki, taking down Moria would be a simple task.
Colt then turned to Kisame, who had been waiting patiently. The smirk on his shark-like face indicated his anticipation.
"Kisame... I have something specific in mind for you."
Kisame's grin widened.
"Ready for anything, Colt-san."
"This world is ideal for someone like you — a master of Water Style, capable of draining the chakra of others. You'll be up against many who rely on fruit-based powers, making you a formidable force."
"But shouldn't I remain by your side, Colt? To assist you?" Kisame asked, surprised that he was being sent away.
"Ahem," Colt coughed, waving it off.
"Do I seem like someone who needs a bodyguard?"
The room fell silent.
Everyone stared at Colt, who was clearly not in peak condition, coughing between sentences.
His bravado didn't quite match his current state.
Colt awkwardly cleared his throat again.
"It's just a small issue... that's all."
Shaking off the tension, he gave Kisame his orders.
"You'll go with Daz Bonez to Arabasta and take control of Crocodile. I need his second-in-command, Nico Robin, on our side."
"Understood," Kisame replied, without hesitation.
But before leaving, Colt placed a hand above his abdomen.
A surge of chakra flowed into Kisame, and Senju Tobirama's eyes narrowed at the immense power being transferred.
"This chakra... it's a tailed beast," Tobirama muttered, recognizing the presence immediately.
Deidara nodded in agreement.
"I'd know that chakra from anywhere. It's the three tails."
"Exactly," Colt confirmed, sealing the power within Kisame.
"From now on, the Three Tails will assist you. Use its strength wisely."
Kisame bowed slightly, grateful for the added power.
With that, he and Daz Bones departed.
As the room emptied, Colt slumped back into the sofa, sighing heavily.
"These aftereffects are such a pain."
Rubbing his temple, he covered his right eye, the source of his current affliction.
Unlike typical injuries or a sickness, which could be healed with medical ninjutsu, this was something different — a side effect of a powerful new jutsu.
[RinneSharingan: Realm of Creation (Rinne Sharingan: Sōzō no Ryōiki)]
The unique ability he had gained after unifying the ninja world.
This technique allowed him to capture worlds and store them within his personal space, creating his own miniature universe.
With each planet he added, his strength increased exponentially.
Eventually, he would hold billions of these worlds, becoming a true master of the cosmos.
However, the strain of wielding such a powerful technique so early had taken a toll on him.
He was simply too impatient, pushing his limits before his body was ready.
Colt sighed again, raising a bottle of liquor to his lips.
He had already "swallowed" the entire ninja world, storing it within his personal space.
Yet, the original ninja world remained unaffected, as if it had never been moved. The people carried on with their lives, oblivious to the fact that their world had been absorbed into his dimension.
Only Colt knew the truth.