A struggle for authority

Above the sky, Natsu raised his right hand.

His voice was flat, as flat as ice slowly cracking.

"Let's do it."

Fugaku's Susanoo the first to move.

A two-thousand-meter-tall sky-blue giant sword cleaved down, the ripples of pupil energy flowing along its blade cutting the air in two, even silencing the sound.

A Demon Entities at the Vice Admiral Level was struck by the sword and cleanly cleaved in two from shoulder to hip, dissipating into black mist.

Natsu unleashed his Senjutsu Chakra from his fingertips, and Crimson-Gold Uzumaki Flames swept across the array of Demon Entities, engulfing dozens of Vice Admiral Level entities.

Madara's Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan spun once in its eye socket. A Truth-Seeking Orb condensed, deformed, and extended in his palm, transforming into a jet-black giant sword. He raised the sword and swept it horizontally. Wherever the sword passed, the Demon Entities at the Yonko Commander Level were blasted back dozens of meters.

The battle has begun.

But Ban's attention was always partly on Natsu.

He's waiting.

After Natsu finishes this battle, will she be able to see the warmth of a "living person" in those eyes again?

The World Will stood at the center of the Pentagram Formation, its crimson-orange eyes staring blankly at Natsu.

"You actually possess the Scepter to create the world."

It paused slightly on the word "Scepter".

The pause was only half a breath, but for its speaking speed, it was already a noticeable stutter.

The regular patterns around it were disrupted for a moment, and the dark red Demonic Energy patterns twitched slightly.

"You're using it to strip Mu of her control over this world."

The voice remained flat, and the expression remained blank.

But Ban sensed it.

The Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan slowly rotated in its eye socket. Deep within its scarlet pupils, he caught a glimpse of the subtle astonishment in the World Will, a surprise masked by a mechanical calmness.

What was he surprised about?

Was he surprised that Natsu possessed Scepter at the same level as him, or was he surprised that this "outsider" could use the power of creation to suppress him?

Ban didn't have time to think further.

Natsu stood in the void, her snow-white robe billowing in the still air, her long, jet-black hair hanging quietly down her back.

The two Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan slowly rotated in their eye sockets, with all eighteen Tomoe rotating simultaneously, and eighteen waves of ocular power pushing the surrounding air away in all directions.

His expression was calm.

From the moment he spoke until now, the muscles in his face have barely moved.

Madara noticed that when Natsu's gaze swept over Fugaku and the Night Owl Guard fighting below, it lingered for less than a moment before moving away.

In the past, when he watched his tribesmen fight, he would pause for at least two more breaths.

We can't delay any longer.

Madara's Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan suddenly lit up.

The crimson ripples of pupil power exploded from the pupil, no longer the covering ripples of before, but condensed into nine extremely fine, needle-sharp rays of light, piercing straight into the World Will.

The Kotoamatsukami.

The Nine- Tomoe- level Kotoamatsukami no longer merely suppresses the upper limit of power, but directly interferes with the World Will's use of its own rules.

Nine beams of light pierced into the regular patterns surrounding the World Will, locking, fixing, and severing those dark red patterns one by one.

The Pentagram Formation surrounding the World Will stopped operating at that moment.

The charging Demon Entities all stopped in their tracks, as if something had grabbed their tails from behind.

The World Will turned its head, its crimson-orange eyes looking at Ban.

It didn't panic, but its regular patterns were locked, and it needed a moment to readjust.

One breath is enough.

Natsu raised his right hand. His voice was flat, as flat as ice slowly cracking.

What I say is the truth, and what I do is the ironclad rule.

In his Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan, all eighteen Tomoe simultaneously shone with a crimson-gold light.

That light surged from the depths of his pupils, covering the entire Takamagahara region.

"This pointless squabble is over."

He pushed forward with his right hand.

"Heavenly Mighty Divine Spirit Lord, Takamagahara Divine Amnesty"

A burst of crimson-gold energy erupted from his palm.

That wave was neither flame nor shockwave, but a pure force, as if "the rules themselves were being rewritten."

It swept across every inch of the Takamagahara domain, and wherever it passed, the residual Demonic Energy in the air was peeled away, decomposed, and annihilated layer by layer.

The Demon Entities that were fighting Susanoo began to disintegrate the moment the wave swept over them. The Vice Admiral Level entities turned into black mist and vanished, while the Yonko Commander Level entities shattered into pieces after struggling for a few breaths.

The dozen or so demonic figures, whose aura was no less than that of Fugaku, barely withstood the first wave, but their bodies trembled violently in the fluctuations, and fragments kept peeling off their surfaces.

"Divine Will Analysis."

Natsu spread his right hand, palm facing the World Will.

The crimson-gold fluctuations condensed into an extremely thin beam of light, shooting directly at the center of the World Will's brow.

That beam of light was used for analysis.

This analysis examines how the World Will possessed Imu, its connection to the rules of this world, and its weaknesses.

The beam of light struck the World Will between the eyebrows.

Then it stopped.

Something flickered in the hollow depths of the World Will's crimson-orange eyes.

After the regular patterns on its body were locked by the Kotoamatsukami, a new channel was forcibly opened from the inside.

The dark red patterns emerged from the passage, bypassing the nine rays of light from the spot, and re-weaving into a new network of rules.

Natsu's Divine Will Analysis beam struck the net, only to be bounced off, deflected, and consumed layer by layer.

The crimson-gold fluctuations of Takamagahara Divine Amnesty also stopped in front of the net, unable to push it forward any further.

The two forces collided in the void.

Natsu's crimson-gold domain advanced from one side, while the World Will's dark red pentagram resisted from the other.

The two forces formed a very clear dividing line in the middle.

At the boundary, crimson gold and dark red eroded each other, devouring and disintegrating, and then reforming as they disintegrated.

No one can push it forward even an inch further.

The remaining Demon Entities huddled in the corner of the Pentagram Formation, unable to move under the pressure of the aftershocks of the two forces.

Fugaku's Susanoo remained stationary, its two-thousand-meter-tall sky-blue body standing at the edge of the battlefield, a giant sword held horizontally in front of it, its Six-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan staring at the direction of the boundary line.

The Night Owl Guard behind him maintained their formation, and no one spoke.

Madara hovered behind and to the side of Natsu, his Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan on the World Will.

His Kotoamatsukami is still maintained, and the nine rays of light are still locking the rules and patterns of the World Will.

But he sensed it.

The World Will is gradually adapting to his methods of locking down, the newly opened channel is widening, and his suppression is loosening.

He glanced at Natsu.

Natsu's expression remained unchanged.