"What's going on?"
Zenkichi's eyes narrowed, his Rinnegan spinning wildly as he unleashed its power. This secret technique wasn't just about manipulating the mind to cause destruction—it granted him a far more terrifying ability: the power to perceive everything.
He wanted to see exactly what his opponent was doing, to grasp the hidden force behind that sense of danger.
Yet, when he expanded the Rinnegan to its fullest, he saw nothing. His opponent remained unchanged, exactly the same as before.
"Then where is this sense of crisis coming from?"
Confusion spread across Zenkichi's face. He couldn't understand.
But there was no time to ponder. His opponent's energy had already gathered—it was complete. A lethal strike was coming straight for him.
"Die!"
The Wolf God roared, his voice reverberating with primal fury. Terrifying power burst forth from his hands as he struck downwards with overwhelming might. Between his eyebrows, a blinding surge of energy erupted, a force so absolute it seemed capable of erasing everything in existence.
This was not ordinary strength.
This was the judgment of the very laws of power itself, a force that commanded death.
"So it was because of that…"
As his gaze fell upon the energy blooming between the Wolf God's brows, Arakawa Zenkichi finally understood the source of his unease. Hidden within his opponent was an attack of unspeakable terror, and his sixth sense had warned him of it.
Without hesitation, Zenkichi moved to evade. He knew better than to face that blow head-on—doing so would exact a terrible price. The aura radiating from that attack alone was enough to make his instincts scream.
"Trying to escape? Do you think I'll allow that?"
The Wolf God sneered, lips curling in contempt. His muscles swelled grotesquely, expanding to ten times their size. With a violent motion, he thrust his arms outward, locking down the space around Zenkichi.
In that instant, Zenkichi's movements faltered. His body stiffened.
The space around Zenkichi locked tight, his body meeting invisible shackles.
It wasn't hesitation, nor weakness—it was the Wolf God's power forcing its will upon him. To tear through this prison would take precious breaths, and he knew his opponent would not grant him that time. The devastating strike between the Wolf God's brows was moments from release.
Those few breaths would be more than enough for the devastating strike between the Wolf God's brows to erupt.
Zenkichi clenched his jaw. Helplessness gnawed at him, but his pride refused to bow. He had sought to evade that attack, yet here he was, cornered.
"Crazy bxtch!"
With a roar, Zenkichi's body began to expand, muscles bulging as his form transformed into a towering giant. His physical strength multiplied fivefold in an instant.
Now face-to-face with the Wolf God, he thrust his fist forward with unstoppable force.