Chapter 537: A Heart That Loves Beauty
"Exactly why on earth did my execution dictate assassinating him? It highly probable maps to the reality that... I found his presence profoundly, utterly annoying."
Ryo Uzumaki stood completely stunned.
"He successfully sustained his biological longevity for a solid thousand years. Your cognitive parameters didn't genuinely assume his active operations were strictly confined to the most recent two years, did they?"
"Are your words implying...?"
"If your processing arrays audit the timeline carefully, it fundamentally isn't difficult to uncover the vast multitude of 'good deeds' his hands orchestrated across the shinobi world. For example, following your historical, catastrophic clash against Madara Uchiha, my presence was the absolute only entity who successfully discovered and harvested the blood samples you left behind. For example, following your high-powered confrontation against Tenji, my hands successfully branded a curse mark directly onto Tenji's neck parameters, yet the Sage of Six Paths remained completely, flawlessly oblivious to the anomaly..."
"So your matrix explicitly planted the seal back at that exact chronological milestone? Is that the unvarnished reason my tracking grid completely failed to locate Tenji's coordinates after the war?"
Orochimaru gave a smooth nod: "Furthermore, evaluating my subsequent defection, as well as the catastrophic outbreaks of both the Third and Fourth Great Shinobi Wars—to a non-negligible extent, I am profoundly afraid they all harbored traces of his covert participation and strategic guidance!"
Ryo violently furrowed his brows: "Do your memory banks command any structural proof?"
Orochimaru shook his head smoothly: "Absolute zero proof. But evaluating the unvarnished reality, doesn't the manifestation of certain specific events map out as far too bizarre? Exactly how were Naori Uchiha's skeletal remains successfully unearthed by Tenji a full century after her terminal demise? He possessed an astronomical multitude of pristine openings to completely assassinate Tenji, so why did his hands flatly decline to launch an execution? He personally operated the capture of the Eight-Tails, and he was physically anchored on the coordinates during the extraction of the One-Tail, so exactly why on earth did he refuse to initiate a defensive block?!"
"The singular, absolute logical deduction dictates that he desperately desired to facilitate the terminal resurrection of the Shinobi Progenitor, Kaguya Otsutsuki, and his operations have been relentlessly, covertly guiding the global parameters straight toward this exact outcome! As for his ultimate objective, perhaps he calculated that Kaguya commanded the technical capacity to successfully extend the biological lifespan of that specific girl housed within your pocket space, or perhaps it maps to an alternative variable. Under heaven, who genuinely knows?"
Ryo's facial complexion projected a profoundly dazed aesthetic: "Then exactly why didn't your vocal apparatus transmit this intelligence to the Great Ancestor exponentially earlier? Why did your matrix deliberately choose to anchor itself in direct opposition against the Great Ancestor? Orochimaru, analyzing the unvarnished reality, the Great Ancestor has continuously harbored immense, profound admiration for your capabilities!"
"What an astronomical honor. Does the specific aspect of my matrix that secures your admiration map to my relentless thirst for absolute knowledge and the exhaustive exploration of all phenomena?"
"...Flawlessly correct."
"I am profoundly, genuinely sorry," Orochimaru's vocal cadence deteriorated into an exponentially hoarser aesthetic. "It is precisely because of that exact structural trait that my operational track was fundamentally forced to stand in absolute opposition against your wing! Because the absolute micro-second my cognitive parameters successfully parse certain intelligence nodes, I completely lose the technical capacity to suppress my burning desire to execute comprehensive research! For instance..."
"Exactly why on earth does the absolute guidance of fate actively manifest within your biological blood samples?! Why are certain specific events spanning this cosmos structurally predetermined to unfold! Why does the successful manifestation of these exact events continuously funnel immense, tangible benefits straight into your matrix! This anomaly fundamentally does not map to a standard prophecy; these parameters are explicitly, deliberately programmed by a sovereign entity! Exactly who architected the decision that my matrix was mandated to defect? Who architected the decision that my hands were mandated to assassinate Hiruzen-sensei? Who..."
Continuously auditing Orochimaru's relentless, roaring sequence of interrogations, Ryo smoothly closed his dual eyes and plunged into absolute, heavy silence.
"My cognitive parameters desperately desire to completely unravel these absolute mysteries. If my matrix had refrained from standing in direct opposition against your presence, would your vocal apparatus have voluntarily taken the initiative to articulate the truth to my ears?!"
"Negative. Your trajectory... it is undeniably a profound pity, yet concurrently, highly optimal."
It was genuinely a profound pity. A monumental pity that Orochimaru hadn't spawned into existence during the exact same chronological era as his own matrix; provided Orochimaru had successfully secured the tactical opening, he genuinely commanded the sheer madness to slice Ryo into biological cross-sections for exhaustive research. Yet, it was concurrently highly optimal. Monumentally optimal that his own longevity parameters foolishly eclipsed Orochimaru's lifespan by a solid 78 years!
"The Great Ancestor freely admits that, whether evaluating baseline intellect, raw innate talent, or practically any alternative operational angle, my metrics completely fail to rival your output. However... the Great Ancestor has successfully stayed alive exponentially longer!"
"Flawlessly accurate, Senior. The absolute fraction of a second I was born into this mortal coil, your presence was already securely established as the absolute apex powerhouse spanning the entire shinobi world, and your parameters have been executing an endless, infinite vertical scaling loop ever since. Especially upon my successful discovery that your raw combat output experiences a catastrophic, rapid spike immediately after you process certain specific milestones... the sheer volume of this power gap is genuinely, thoroughly despair-inducing!"
Orochimaru let out a long, heavy sigh. Rapidly marshaling the dense chakra reserves churning within his biological matrix, the absolute spatial coordinates anchoring their physical frames underwent a violent, instantaneous swap.
Core Dimension!
Suspended gracefully within the high-altitude air blocks, Orochimaru projected a serene smile toward Ryo: "At this specific chronological milestone, any further verbal discourse is fundamentally useless. The countdown governing my remaining duration is hitting absolute zero. Generously allow my consciousness to execute one final, comprehensive audit of the so-called Shinobi Progenitor's absolute, world-ending power!"
Expansive Truth-Seeking Ball!
Driven by the frantic, catastrophic surging of infinite chakra and Six Paths power, Kaguya's biological vessel violently and abruptly expanded. It instantaneously shifted into a pitch-black, void-like coloration, continuously inflating and expanding its volumetric proportions into an astronomically massive scale!
Excluding Amenominaka, this specific parameter represented the second supreme Kekkei Mora that Ryo had structurally failed to master! The absolute apex iteration of a Truth-Seeking Ball, harboring the sovereign, terminal power of cosmic creation and absolute annihilation. Completely obliterating the world, strictly to execute a flawless recreation of existence!
Kaguya's physical architecture scaled into increasingly massive proportions, leaving strictly her pristine facial profile exposed to the exterior, transmitting Orochimaru's slightly hoarse vocal cadence: "Senior, optimize your defensive parameters."
The absolute micro-second his voice fell, Kaguya's head seamlessly merged straight into that colossal Expansive Truth-Seeking Ball, and the catastrophic velocity governing the sphere's expansion spiked vertically!
Running parallel with its infinitely growing mass, the structural integrity of the Core Dimension rapidly began to manifest visible, catastrophic fracturing anomalies!
Ryo aggressively concentrated his focus, tentatively deploying a high-powered Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack, yet the kinetic volley completely failed to leave even a microscopic structural dent upon the surface of the Expansive Truth-Seeking Ball. Subsequently, he aggressively waved his hand, instantaneously violently tearing open a pitch-black spatial void directly before his coordinates, yet his physical frame completely lacked the courage to step inside.
The dimension actively teetering on the absolute verge of terminal collapse caused the surrounding spatial parameters to violently distort. Ryo lacked absolutely any technical data regarding the terminal exit coordinates of his newly opened black hole; what if the transit abruptly dumped his vessel straight into an unknown, highly lethal zone? For instance... the primary residential territory occupied by the Otsutsuki clan?
Merely processing the calculation sent a wave of absolute, freezing terror down his spine!
"Very well, since the parameters map out as such, the Great Ancestor shall generously execute a live demonstration to educate your matrix on exactly what an absolute, flawless defense truly entails!"
Susanoo!
Wood Style: Wood Golem Jutsu!
A colossal Perfect Susanoo, completely enveloped in a dense, secondary layer of Wood Golem armor, violently rose up into the void. Following the initial deployment, the Susanoo giant aggressively sprouted three distinct heads and six massive arms!
The three pairs of arms flawlessly synchronized to weave rapid hand seals simultaneously. One pair executed Earth Style seals, one executed Crystal Style seals, and the final pair executed Ice Style seals!
Earth Style Armor, +1, +1, +1...
Ice Style Armor, +1, +1, +1...
Crystal Style Armor, +1, +1, +1...
Following a solid sixty-second rotation, Ryo had successfully stacked an astronomical excess of five hundred dense layers of elemental armor straight onto his chassis. His internal chakra reserves had depleted by nearly fifty percent, and the Core Dimension was rapidly losing the volumetric capacity to simultaneously accommodate his increasingly 'robust' physical frame alongside the infinitely expanding Expansive Truth-Seeking Ball...
Right at that exact catastrophic micro-second, the Expansive Truth-Seeking Ball violently detonated! The spatial dimension instantaneously shattered into absolute nothingness. Ryo's stacked armor parameters simultaneously began to violently fracture and break layer by excruciating layer, forcing Ryo into a desperate, maximum-output loop of continuous armor repair...
The detonation's catastrophic intensity scaled exponentially. By the chronological milestone where the absolute entirety of the spatial dimension had been wiped from existence, Ryo's repair velocity fundamentally failed to match the sheer, terminal depletion rate of his defensive plating...
The violently exploding Core Dimension aggressively scattered endless, consecutive rays of retina-searing, blinding white light. Even the entire global span of the shinobi world successfully audited the anomaly: a second, dazzlingly brilliant sun had abruptly materialized within the sky blocks!
This monumentally beautiful yet profoundly apocalyptic aesthetic left every single ninja who had successfully evaded the catastrophic giant tree assault completely mesmerized. It wasn't until a solid ten-plus minutes later that the blinding white light slowly and gracefully dissipated, allowing the parameters to return to absolute tranquility.
Land of Rivers.
Projecting a monumentally disheveled, battered aesthetic, Ryo stepped out from a suddenly torn open spatial black hole, heavily shaking his head with a deep sigh: "It undeniably lives up to its reputation as Kaguya's absolute peak offensive strike. I burned through well over eighty percent of my sovereign chakra reserves, yet the Great Ancestor's pristine garments still sustained catastrophic damage. I am structurally mandated to commission the Akimichi clan to tailor me a fresh replacement set."
Fully unleashing his sensory arrays to their maximum threshold, Ryo's facial features registered profound surprise, instantly executing a Body Flicker to rapidly sprint toward the junior generation's coordinates.
Minato was currently supporting a severely weakened, pale Kushina, projecting a deeply bitter smile. As for Naruto, while his consciousness remained entirely offline, his biological physical framework had essentially achieved a full health recovery... Kushina had successfully executed a flawless transfer of the Nine-Tails straight into his matrix!
"Kushina, exactly what operational maneuver did your hands just execute?!"
Registering Ryo's successful touchdown, Kushina flashed him an exceptionally frail, weak smile: "Great-Great-Grandpa, my parameters finally managed to hold the line until your absolute return. Your memory banks must meticulously remember to execute my resurrection sequence mapping strictly to my twenty-year-old aesthetic baseline. Make sure to optimize the visual parameters to be exceptionally beautiful, okay."
Ryo: ???
Witnessed and significantly altered the main storyline of the Naruto World: The Death of Kushina. Rewarded 10 (8) Witness Points.
Ryo subtly pursed his lips. Meticulously evaluating the bitterly smiling Minato alongside the collective squad of juniors wearing highly peculiar expressions, he let out a heavy sigh and seamlessly swept Kushina's soul matrix securely straight into his spiritual dimension.
"Just how astronomically massive is your vanity regarding physical beauty?! Do your cognitive loops genuinely assume the Great Ancestor can architect a pristine biological vessel completely free of operational costs?"