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Just two words, but they carried an unmistakable command.
Burning Godzilla hesitated for a moment, then began gathering power again.
A second Flaming Star fell.
The result was the same.
Qianyi's body was shattered again, plunged into the Blood Sea again, absorbed again, and re-formed again.
This time, the onlookers finally understood what was happening.
Qianyi wasn't enduring the attacks.
He was feeding the Blood Sea.
Every time he was destroyed, the Blood Sea gained nourishment.
The fiercer Burning Godzilla's attacks became, the larger the Blood Sea grew—and the more terrifying its power became.
This was a carefully designed sacrificial ritual.
As time passed, Godzilla's movements began to slow.
The energy in Godzilla's body was draining at an astonishing rate. Its exhaustion came through even on the screen.
At last, Godzilla could hold on no longer. Its enormous body crashed to the ground, its breathing as heavy as a bull's. It could no longer form another Flaming Star.
The image froze there.
Then a line of golden text slowly appeared, listing the name and properties of this terrifying ability in detail.
At the top of the list stood Qianyi.
And Qianyi held the Blood Sea as his trump card.
The rumor going around was stark: as long as that red expanse never ran dry, he could not die.
An opponent could exhaust every move they had, but unless they broke through the barrier of absolute power, the Blood Sea would swallow all their energy like a bottomless pit and keep growing.
Want to break through?
Unless your power could crush that boundary in an instant, all you could do was stand outside and stare.
The space erupted in uproar.
Uchiha Madara stared at the figures, his brow deeply furrowed.
"That's absurdly overpowered."
He muttered, "Isn't that just cheating? It