Uchiha Madara piloted the blue, Complete Body Susanoo, hovering in midair as dense laser fire rained down from above.
He neither dodged nor evaded.
He didn't even bother to maintain Shinra Tensei.
"Too fragile!!"
Lord Madara laughed wildly, manipulating the Susanoo as it swung the colossal chakra blade in its hand.
One strike.
A single, sweeping slash.
RUMBLE!!!
The thousands of laser beams—each capable of instantly vaporizing steel—shattered like brittle glass before that blow.
The sword wave tore across three thousand meters, annihilating the lasers and cleaving straight into the Red Line's rock wall.
Crack!
The defensive turrets hidden deep within the stone—Vegapunk's proudest creation—collapsed instantly along with the surrounding cliff, as if the entire structure were nothing more than shoddy construction.
Endless debris crashed into the sea, stirring monstrous waves.
"Hashirama! Don't dawdle!"
Madara roared back. "Charge! Tear that so-called Holy Land down for me!"
"Coming, coming!"
Senju Hashirama rode atop a Wood Dragon, following close behind.
Behind them, the Ninja World army surged like a black tide through the breach Madara had carved, swarming madly toward the summit of the Red Line.
…
Holy Land Mary Geoise.
The plaza before Pangea Castle.
This was the very heart of world power—the final refuge of the Celestial Dragons.
Now, countless Celestial Dragons cowered inside the castle, trembling as they watched the apocalyptic scene unfolding outside.
"We can't stop them… The defense system is completely destroyed!"
"They're devils! Real devils!"
At that moment, deep within Pangea Castle, an incomparably cold aura surged skyward.
"It's not over yet."
A voice, neither male nor female, echoed through the void.
That was Imu.
"Since technology cannot stop them…"
"Then let the ghosts of history bury these invaders."
Hum! Hum! Hum!
The plaza ground split open.
From beneath it, countless black shadows crawled forth, condensing into humanoid figures radiating terrifying auras.
Their blue-gray skin was lifeless, their eyes hollow—but every one of them carried the presence of a legend that had once shaken the seas.
At the forefront stood a man with blood-red hair, gripping a murderous great blade, Conqueror's Haki wrapping his body like solid matter.
Rocks.
Behind him stood the ancient Giant King, over a hundred meters tall.
A legendary swordsman who had nearly destroyed the world.
Even demons from centuries past who had once wielded the strongest Devil Fruit powers.
These were the ultimate puppet legions Imu had enslaved over eight hundred years.
"ROAR!!!"
Rocks let out an inhuman roar. With a single stomp, the entirety of Mary Geoise shook violently.
He transformed into a streak of black lightning, charging straight toward Uchiha Madara, who had just landed.
"Oh?"
Madara's eyes gleamed. "Interesting!"
BOOM!!!
Rocks' punch—wrapped in supreme Conqueror's Haki—smashed directly into the Susanoo's armor.
Crack!
A fissure appeared.
The supposedly indestructible Susanoo… cracked.
"This is… Haki?"
Madara wasn't angry—he was delighted. His battle intent erupted.
"So this is the power unique to this world? Power born purely from will and flesh… Hahahaha! Interesting! Truly interesting!"
He dismissed the Susanoo and charged forward with his own body.
"Come! Let's dance!!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two figures collided repeatedly in midair.
Though Rocks was nothing more than a puppet, devoid of his former combat wisdom, his overwhelming Haki and raw physical strength actually managed to hold off Madara's taijutsu.
On the other side—
Hashirama was intercepted by the Ancient Giant King.
"So this is a giant?"
Hashirama scratched his head. "Pretty strong, but…"
The Giant King swung his massive mace downward.
Hashirama clapped his hands together.
Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!
An enormous wooden giant rose from the ground, catching the mace with one hand before backhanding the Giant King away.
"This power system is indeed worth studying," Hashirama remarked calmly.
"If not for Tobirama's technological enhancements, it would've taken some effort."
The battle dragged on for ten minutes.
Though Madara and Hashirama held the upper hand, these historical phantoms felt no pain and possessed immortality similar to Edo Tensei, making them extremely troublesome.
"Tch. Annoying."
Madara kicked Rocks away and retreated a hundred meters. He dusted himself off, the excitement fading into boredom.
"Interesting, but that's all."
"I've had enough."
He glanced sideways.
"That Tobirama is still watching. If I take too long, he'll mock me."
"Hashirama!"
"Stop playing."
"Use your full power. End this."
Hashirama nodded, his expression turning serious.
"You're right. We can't keep His Majesty waiting."
"Then… let's use that."
"Let them see the bond between us."
Their eyes met—a tacit understanding forged beyond life and death.
They were no longer who they once were.
Under Orochimaru and Amado's modifications, their bodies had been infused with Ten-Tails cells and God Tree data.
They were now true Six Paths-level beings.
"Ha!!!"
Madara roared, Rinnegan blazing.
Six Paths chakra surged violently.
"Hashirama!!!"
"Oh!!!"
Hashirama pressed his palms together as Sage Mode activated instantly.
Sage Art: Wood Release—True Several Thousand Hands!!!
RUMBLE!!!
The entire Red Line wailed in agony.
The earth shattered. Rock layers collapsed.
An incomprehensibly massive wooden Guanyin statue erupted from beneath Mary Geoise.
Hundreds of thousands of arms.
A height measured not in thousands—but in hundreds of thousands of meters.
Its head pierced the atmosphere.
Its feet trampled the entire Holy Land.
The Red Line itself looked like a mere threshold before it.
"What… what is that?!"
Celestial Dragons peering out from the castle windows saw a wooden arm blotting out the sky—and died of terror on the spot.
This was no miracle.
This was a cosmic-scale calamity.
But it wasn't over.
"Susanoo Armor!!!"
Madara laughed as he flew atop the Great Buddha.
Blue chakra armor instantly enveloped the entire statue, clad it in absolute, indestructible defense.
Countless colossal chakra swords formed in its hands.
Six Paths: Susanoo Armor—True Several Thousand Hands!
Rocks.
The Giant King.
At its feet, they were nothing more than ants.
"What… is that…"
Imu stood in the Flower Room, staring at the blue Great Buddha filling her vision.
The flower slipped from her fingers.
Despair consumed her.
This power… existed on an entirely different dimension.
A dimensionality-reduction strike.
Madara stood atop the Great Buddha, gazing down at Mary Geoise and the struggling undead puppets below.
"This is the power of the Empire."
"This is the will of the Empire!"
Madara and Hashirama spoke in unison:
"All things in the universe—
Turn to ash!!!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Thousands of arms moved simultaneously.
Each fist was wrapped in Susanoo armor, every strike carrying Six Paths power.
The fists fell.
The air compressed into solidity, shockwaves erupting like nuclear detonations.
Rocks was obliterated by the first blow.
The Giant King by the second.
Pangea Castle by the third.
Then—
Fists rained down endlessly.
THUD!!!
The entire world shook.
The seas surged backward.
The Grand Line's magnetic field collapsed.
Before the horrified gaze of the world—
That Red Line which had stood for tens of thousands of years…
In this section of Mary Geoise—
Shattered.
Completely… shattered.
Tens of thousands of kilometers of land collapsed and vanished.
Holy Land Mary Geoise.
The Celestial Dragons.
Their guards.
Their sins.
All erased in an instant.
The smoke cleared.
A gap thousands of kilometers wide yawned where the Red Line once stood.
The seas on both sides finally merged.
Madara stood atop the Great Buddha, gazing at the emptiness below.
"Tch. Not tough enough."
"Doesn't even count as a warm-up."
Hashirama sighed. "Madara, you used too much force. Tobirama said to leave some survivors."
"Survivors?"
Madara pointed toward a faintly flickering barrier amid the ruins.
"That guy on the chair should still be alive."
"As for the rest…"
He sneered.
"That kind of trash breathing air is a waste."
One strike sank the land.
The Celestial Dragons—eradicated.
The World Government—reduced to history's dust.