[All your consumption within the Fiery Dwelling Buddha Prison is intensifying, while Oda Nobunaga's consumption is minimal. The longer this drags on, the more disadvantageous it becomes for you.]
Karmic Fire receded from Murasame once more, and Fujimaru Kyoya once again withdrew all murderous intent and entered Meditative Absorption.
At that moment, he saw the Bodhisattva sitting with his back to him once more.
"Are you giving up?"
The other party had clearly not spoken, yet Fujimaru Kyoya could hear his voice. The feeling was both familiar and strange, truly difficult to describe.
"No. I just need some time to prepare."
"You can run."
The Bodhisattva was right. Even if Fujimaru Kyoya lost to his opponent, it would only be because he could not keep up with the drain within that Barrier. In terms of combat ability, the two were evenly matched.
If Fujimaru Kyoya broke open the Barrier and then fled using Supernatural Footwork, Oda Nobunaga would be helpless against him.
Once he left the Barrier, what had been a certain victory would no longer be certain.
"Even if you are no longer human, even if you lose your life, even if you cannot Become Buddha, will you still fight?"
"Such is life. Face hardship head-on."
Pāpīyas's descent was no longer some "small" matter concerning nations or races. It was a major event that would affect the entire world.
In this era where the Age of Gods had already faded away, if everyone clung to life and feared death, then the final outcome would be nothing more than waiting to die.
"Even if I die, there will still be those who come after me."
Fujimaru Kyoya answered with confidence.
Those before have gone, those after will come. Though heaven and earth stretch vast and eternal, why should one weep?