As an officer of the Red Ribbon Army, he naturally possessed absolute strength. His appearance at this moment represented an utterly unbelievable power. Even if others could not believe in such power, it had always existed.
The power before them carried a dazzling radiance and an indelible glow. At this moment, it inspired a sense of terror, no matter how unusual that feeling was.
"I hope you can withstand my move. Otherwise, you're probably done for."
Uchiha Hikaru looked at the sudden change. It could no longer be compared to what had come before, nor could it be explained in just one or two words. The power now symbolized strength itself—or perhaps an overwhelming disparity in power. Without a balance of strength, this would already become a one-sided crushing trend.
Everything was becoming more and more terrifying. Even the battles that should have taken place had become difficult to describe, yet that force remained around them at all times. It was a power they could not contend with.
"Crack, crack."
An immensely powerful energy suddenly appeared here, leaving everyone unable to accept it. If it shifted elsewhere, the changes that followed would likely cause true panic.
The surrounding power began undergoing horrifying changes as well. Even if it could no longer be compared to the past, the things that happened so often had never changed.
Uchiha Hikaru's attacks never stopped. That was simply how the battle was. Great Combat Power meant fighting for a long time, and only by securing the final victory could he truly grasp everything before him and avoid falling into that final stage of confusion, even if such an outcome left people utterly bewildered.
As long as one fought with all one's heart, there would always be a result. As long as one did not choose