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"You guys, get ready. You will all die at my hands." Ayr walked toward the four Five Elders with slow, deliberate steps, his voice calm yet chilling.
The elders laughed off his threat. "Die at your hands? Hah! What a joke. You think words alone will scare us? You're still too young. What now, are you going to claim that the Wood Style: True Several Thousand Hands technique wasn't your trump card, that you've still got more? Hahaha! If you've got anything left, then show us!" Their confidence remained unshaken, for to them, the grand scale and power of the monstrous Buddha avatar was already the peak of what this world could produce. They refused to believe Ayr had anything more terrifying.
"You're right," Ayr said, a faint smile forming. "I do have more." He slowly raised one hand. "Ten Tails." The words seemed to ripple through the air. Deep within him, the monstrous chakra source he had sealed stirred awake—the Ten Tails, a primordial beast predating the Bijuu, once so powerful it had taken Hagoromo and Hamura Ōtsutsuki to subdue it. Its chakra was vast enough to level continents, and Ayr had succeeded in unlocking it only two days earlier. Now, for the first time, he would wield its power.
As the Ten Tails awakened, its immense chakra merged with his body, amplifying his strength to an unholy degree. The air distorted, clouds began spinning violently, and the skies darkened. A deafening boom split the heavens as black thunderclouds rolled in, lightning tearing through the sky and splitting even the fabric of space. Ayr's oppressive force swelled outward—he had become the Jinchūriki of the Ten Tails, much like Uchiha Obito during the Fourth Great Ninja War. The transformation was raw and incomplete, but overwhelming nonetheless.
A glowing purple aura emanated from his skin. Five jagged protrusions formed over his shoulders and back, and six black tomoe shimmered in a ring across his chest. Unlike Hagoromo or Naruto, however, he lacked Truth-Seeking Balls or the black staff of the Sage of Six Paths, his form matching Obito's imperfect state. The power was so immense that even Ayr couldn't fully master it; his "Immortal Eye" had yet to evolve into the final stage required to draw out the Ten Tails' true potential. And yet, even incomplete, the weight of his presence was devastating.
Gasps and cries erupted across the battlefield. CP0 and CP9 agents stared in horror—some dropping their weapons, others collapsing unconscious beneath the pressure. Ayr's killing intent didn't just radiate outward; it pierced directly into the soul. Whitebeard, still locked in combat with the scarred Five Elder, turned and laughed. "Gurararara! Looks like the brat's got himself a new toy!" The scarred elder narrowed his eyes, realizing too late that Ayr had been holding back. The balance of the fight shifted, their earlier certainty now replaced with the grim awareness that they were clinging to the illusion of control.
Meanwhile, on the Marine front lines, Sengoku stood frozen, sweat beading on his brow. Ayr's presence felt heavier than it had even during the Hive Island War. Zephyr's voice trembled as he admitted he had believed the giant Buddha technique was Ayr's limit, but this form was beyond anything he'd imagined. Even without direct combat, their instincts screamed danger. Crane's eyes stayed fixed on the battlefield as she recalled the Valley of the Gods, when Ayr had been nearly dead after fighting Kong. If they had pushed harder then, they might have ended him. Garp clenched his fists, knowing now that the Ayr before them was so far beyond that past self that even four Five Elders might not be enough.
Back in the heart of the battlefield, the Four Five Elders stood stunned. They had believed Ayr withdrew the Wood Style Buddha because he had exhausted his strength. They had mocked him, convinced there was nothing left for him to reveal. Now, before them, stood a being fused with the origin of chakra itself. Ayr had surpassed everything they had imagined, and the battle had just entered its most dangerous phase yet.
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