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| The Cyber Ascension | Volume 6 | Arc 6 — Chapter 65 : "The King of Hell: Ruthless Assault"
The forest trembled.
The air itself screamed in anticipation.
Sanji Youta unsheathed his colossal katana, black as the void and veined with glowing crimson, pulsing like a heartbeat of blood.
The glow reflected in the terrified eyes of the three generals.
Sanji Youta
(low, cold, amused)
"Ah? Too weak, aren't you… Generals?"
The ground shivered under his presence.
With a single step, leaves blackened and wilted, the earth groaning as if in pain.
Uznane lunged first.
Steel clashed. Sparks flew.
But Sanji's power was too much. His blows split the air like thunder, and the forest around them convulsed under the sheer force.
Kashei retaliated, throwing kunais and shurikens infused with Spherical Energy of Heaven, binding them in swirling orbits.
They struck Sanji's hand, snapping two of his fingers—and yet, in an instant, they regenerated, bone and sinew knitting together unnaturally fast.
Sanji Youta
(roaring, terrifyingly loud)
"HAAA! HAAA! HAAAA!! You… pathetic insects!"
He struck Uznane with a brutal stab. The general twisted to dodge, but the force sent him crashing through several trees, splintering trunks like matchsticks.
Konshina swung her massive fan weapon, channeling her energy into every strike.
The forest around her shimmered with her Spherical Energy, and for a moment, Sanji Youta was forced to skid back several meters.
But the King of Hell only smiled.
He leapt into the air, appearing behind Kashei, punching her with unimaginable strength. Rocks and boulders shattered under the impact as she was sent crashing into the mountainside.
Konshina
(gritting her teeth, defiance in her voice)
"We're not giving up!"
She swung her fan again, each strike laced with deadly precision and her energy swirling like a storm.
Sanji Youta's eyes narrowed.
He lifted his massive katana, veins of red light coursing along its edge.
Sanji Youta
(calm, terrifying)
"Kansei – Seo!"
A single ripple of blood-red energy surged through the air like a tidal wave, obliterating trees, hurling debris, and sending Konshina flying hundreds of meters away.
He rose into the air, towering above the battlefield, hands interlocked, palms pressing together, his aura twisting the very atmosphere around him.
Sanji Youta
(intense, booming)
"Nouraishino!"
The forest erupted into flames of pure crimson and molten fire, consuming leaves, trees, and rocks alike. Smoke twisted into serpentine forms, carrying the stench of blood and burning flesh.
Kashei threw her remaining kunais and shurikens in a desperate attempt to form a barrier.
For a moment, a fragile shield shimmered in the chaos, barely holding back the inferno.
Sanji Youta
(laughing darkly, a sound like grinding metal and thunder)
"HAAAA! HAAAA! HAAA! HAAAA! You see, Generals! This… this is my power! This… is the King of Hell!"
The ground quaked.
The sky darkened to near-black, the red moon casting twisted shadows across the carnage.
Every step he took, every breath, radiated apocalyptic terror—a presence that could consume both body and soul.
The three generals, battered and bloodied, could only grit their teeth and prepare for the storm of death that had descended upon them.
The fight had escalated beyond mortal comprehension.
And above it all, Sanji Youta's crimson gaze pierced the hearts of all who dared oppose him, promising annihilation and despair.