Shadow Dance Leaf!
At this point, there was nothing left to say. Both sides had crossed the line of no return. They were going all out. The whole world trembled beneath the clash.
Ultron lunged like a feral beast, claws slashing, tail whipping, rage sparking from every movement. The air itself seemed to snarl with him.
But Ryuuto moved faster. His attacks blurred, raining down like lightning, each strike ringing against Ultron's metallic hide with the sound of steel screaming. Sparks burst, crackling across the battlefield.
Ultron's counterstrikes landed—yet did nothing. Ryuuto's dual defenses, the Sand Armor and Crane Shield, shimmered around him like a golden mirage. Ultron's blows left no mark, only feeding the humiliation twisting his face.
"Ryuuto! Haven't you been weaned yet? Still playing with sand like a toddler?"
If Ultron could bleed, he'd be dead by now from sheer blood loss. He glared, furious and helpless, each failed hit carving another wound into his pride.
"Hey," Ryuuto smirked, his voice dripping mockery. "I can kill you with sand, you know. Wanna test that theory?"
He didn't bother dodging anymore—just kept pressing forward, waiting for an opening to end it for good.
"Try it, you bastard! I've had enough—DIE!"
Ultron snapped. He leapt back out of range, chest heaving, energy sparking violently around him. A black orb of condensed power formed between his hands, humming with destruction.
"Oh? Finally getting serious?" Ryuuto's grin turned sharp.
He could feel it—the kind of energy that burned everything in its path. Perfect.
"Let's make this interesting, Ultron. Don't die too early, alright?"
He didn't move. Just stood there, eyes locked on the villain, and muttered into his mind,
Shion, that scroll I got earlier—hand it over.
[Tch, using your ace already? Fine, Host. But I'll remind you—it's a one-time use. Summon-grade. You could even call something… beyond comprehension.]
Good. Let's see him crawl out of this one alive.
[Heh. Try not to embarrass yourself, then.]
A glowing scroll materialized in Ryuuto's hands. The moment he touched it, power thrummed through his body, wild and ancient.
Ultron barked out a laugh. "Still pretending to be a god, boy? Let's see if luck saves you this time!"
With a roar that shattered glass for miles, he hurled the energy sphere. The sky blackened. The wind froze. Time itself seemed to hesitate.
"Great," Ryuuto muttered. "Ultron's lost it again."
Elsewhere, Green Goblin, locked in combat with Gwen, turned mid-fight. His eyes widened. "That psycho's gonna blow the whole city!"
He spun his glider around instantly. "Screw this, I'm out!"
"Not happening!" Gwen snapped. Her webs shot forward, tangling around his glider. "You're not getting away that easy!"
Back in the epicenter of chaos, Ryuuto took a steady breath. He unrolled the scroll, closing his eyes as he pictured the being he needed most.
"Time to make you real."
The air detonated with a deafening BOOM.
From the swirling energy, a colossal form erupted above New York. Nine tails lashed across the clouds, each movement radiating a crushing aura of chakra.
Ultron's final attack—obliterated. The black energy turned to dust before even touching the creature's crimson fur.
The Nine-Tails stood over the city, monstrous and divine, its presence alone suffocating.
Ultron froze. His knees trembled. His systems screamed warnings, but he couldn't move. Every part of him knew—one wrong twitch, and he'd cease to exist.
"This… this can't be real…"
Ryuuto folded his arms and grinned up at the beast. "My Nine-Tails. About time you showed up."
A rumbling growl answered him.
"Huh? What the hell is this place? You're not Naruto… what generation of Jinchūriki are you supposed to be?"
"Eh, doesn't matter," Ryuuto said, flashing a cocky grin. "Took me long enough to summon you. So let's make this quick, yeah?"
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