Gion in Peril, a Sudden Flash of Light
The screams of the sailors grew weaker and weaker, the faces of the surviving soldiers filled with fear and despair. They finally understood that, more than mere brute force, this precise, bone-deep suppression was the most devastating form of despair.
Their desperate attacks were nothing but laughable weaknesses in the eyes of their opponents, while every strike from the enemy could take a life.
Meanwhile, Natsu, standing Susanoo's eyebrows, continued to fight fiercely with Gion, their dark golden sword light colliding with the pink slashes, causing the clouds to churn.
He glanced at the battlefield below, his Sharingan showing no emotion whatsoever—this was the strength of the Uchiha Clan. They didn't rely on sheer numbers or brute force to win; their battle wisdom and attention to detail, ingrained in their very bones, were enough to crush the vast majority of powerful figures on this sea.
The fierce battle raged on, the crisp sounds of clashing swords and the booming roar of unleashed Ninjutsu intertwined, the entire battlefield enveloped in smoke and tension.
Just as the two sides were locked in a fierce and chaotic battle, an extremely shrill scream suddenly pierced the sky, so sharp that it drowned out all other sounds—the sound came from the Onigumo, who was fighting desperately.
The three Uchiha- Kage Level ninjas had already formed an encirclement. Using their Sharingan, they accurately predicted Onigumo's every dodging move, coordinating perfectly.
Just as Onigumo parried one of the men's Kunai with his sword, he heard a whooshing sound behind him. Another man's short blade was already thrusting towards him with a sharp gust of wind. He hurriedly dodged to the side, but he was still a step too slow. The short blade slashed across his left arm, and the excruciating pain of tearing flesh instantly swept through his body.
Before he could even scream, the third man had already closed in, his Kunai accuracy, while a heavy kick slammed into his left shoulder, forcing him to lose his balance and fall to his knees.
"Ah--!" Onigumo let out a heart-wrenching scream, his left hand pressing hard against his bleeding right eye, his right arm trying in vain to cover the wound on his left arm, but the blood had already soaked through his sleeve, dripping continuously from his fingertips, spreading a glaring red on the deck.
His proud Armament Haki was no match for the combined attack of three Kage Level Uchiha ninjas. His left arm completely lost sensation, hanging limply with the broken bones clearly visible.
The excruciating pain in his right eye made his vision go black; warm blood slid down his cheek, blurring his vision, leaving only endless despair and agony.
On the other side, Hōshō Onigumo in danger and anxiously wanted to get away to help, but as soon as he took a step, an Uchiha ninja teleported in front of him and slashed down with his Chunin sword with a fierce wind.
Hōshō hastily raised his sword to parry, but failed to notice the sneak attack from another Uchiha clansman on his side—a flash of cold light, and a short blade precisely sliced across his left cheek, from below his forehead all the way to his chin, the flesh turned outward, blood gushing out instantly, leaving a hideous scar on his face.
"Damn it!" Hōshō groaned in pain, pressing his hand to his bleeding cheek. His fingertips touched the deep, bone-revealing wound, his eyes filled with rage and resentment.
He fought back the enemies in front of him with all his might, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the miserable state of Onigumo. Looking at the Navy Soldier falling all around him, he felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time. Their proud fighting strength was so vulnerable in front of the Uchiha clan.
The surrounding Navy Soldier witnessed this scene and were all terrified. The originally tense defensive line loosened, and some even subconsciously took a few steps back.
The three Uchiha- Kage Level ninjas, after dealing with Onigumo, did not pause for a moment. They immediately turned around and rushed towards the other Navy Soldier. In the flash of their blades, several more Marines fell into pools of blood. The balance of the battlefield completely tilted in favor of the Uchiha Clan.
The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed across the battlefield. Natsu's Susanoo -like hand gripped a dark golden longsword, each slash carrying immense force. The wind from the blade, carrying the moisture of the sea, crashed fiercely towards Gion.
Gion's Famous Sword gleamed coldly. With her superb Swordsmanship and unparalleled Armament Haki, she barely managed to parry each attack. However, Natsu's attacks were too swift, each strike carrying a world-destroying force. She could only defend passively and was gradually forced to retreat, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.
The battle between the two had reached a fever pitch. Dark golden blade light and silver sword light intertwined in mid-air, and layers of air waves surged up, causing the surrounding seawater to splash everywhere.
Relying on the advantages of Susanoo, Natsu unleashed his power to the fullest, each strike aimed directly at Gion's vitals. However, Gion, as a top-tier combatant in the Navy, possessed superb Swordsmanship and extensive experience.
Even when at a disadvantage, he could always find a way to counterattack in dire straits. Occasionally, a sword strike would force Natsu to slow down. For a time, the two were locked in a stalemate, neither able to completely suppress the other.
A hint of impatience flashed in Natsu's eyes. He could sense Gion's tenacity and knew that the longer it dragged on, the more variables would arise.
Taking advantage of a brief lull in the collision, he suddenly channeled his Chakra, his Susanoo hand gripping the long sword tightly. Using the momentum of his body, he unleashed a powerful horizontal slash towards Gion —this strike concentrated most of his power, aiming to completely shatter Gion's defenses and end the entanglement.
Gion's pupils contracted sharply. She mustered all her strength to channel Armament Haki into her entire body, holding her longsword horizontally in front of her chest, and forcefully withstood the fatal blow.
With a loud clang, immense force traveled through the sword, sending her staggering backward. The deck beneath her feet creaked under her feet, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth. Yet, she gripped the sword tightly, showing no sign of backing down.
Just as Natsu seized the opportunity of Gion's unsteady stance to launch another attack, aiming to finish off her opponent, a blinding yellow light suddenly streaked across the sky at astonishing speed, arriving above the battlefield in an instant.
It was a laser beam condensed to its maximum, carrying a scorching shockwave, that shot straight toward Natsu's Susanoo, breaking the stalemate between the two.
Natsu's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously manipulated Susanoo to dodge to the side. The laser grazed Susanoo's arm, instantly scorching and distorting the air in that area. The Chakra in Susanoo's arm became disordered, and the dark golden light dimmed a bit.
He looked down and saw that the source of the laser was far away on the horizon, and he couldn't make out its exact shape. He could only see a faint point of light rapidly approaching—clearly, this laser was aimed at him.
The pursuit of Gion abruptly halted, Natsu's crimson Sharingan locked onto the point of light on the horizon, her fingertips tightening slightly.