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❟❛❟ CHAPTER FIFTY NINE ❟❛❟
"YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO DEFEAT ME, YOU LOWLY HUMANS!"
Reishi's voice thundered across the battlefield, splitting the sky like a storm god's fury. Suspended high above the torn ground, he hovered with a wrathful presence that felt almost divine. His arms stretched wide, and in an instant, the sky around him filled with spears—hundreds of them, each forged from compressed earth, long and needle-sharp. They hovered in perfect formation, humming with raw, condensed chakra.
Then, with a sharp motion, he brought his arms down. The spears launched all at once.
They tore through the sky like falling stars, screaming as they plunged toward the battlefield. The dimension shook under their impact. Akame's forest was torn apart in seconds. Trees were shredded. Branches snapped like twigs. The earth split open under the fury of it all, leaving behind gouged craters and upturned roots. What had once been lush and alive now lay broken and scarred.
At the center of the destruction stood Akame.
Her Susanoo had dissipated, dismissed without hesitation. Now only the glow of her Sharingan lit her face, visible beneath loose strands of windblown hair. She moved without panic, her hands guiding the battlefield like a master tactician. Every incoming spear was deflected, redirected, or narrowly avoided. Her movements were precise—measured. But the impact of each blast still echoed through the earth, stirring the dust into choking clouds.
Before the final debris had even touched the ground, she was moving again. Akame leapt into the air, using the splintered remains of fallen trees as stepping stones. She pushed off the ground, then the trunk of a shattered tree, propelling herself upward in a blur of motion. Her form twisted midair—agile, poised, sharp. With a final burst, she kicked off the sky itself, launching forward toward Reishi.
They clashed in midair.
The battle became impossible to follow with the naked eye. Their movements blurred into streaks of motion, rising and falling, trading strikes faster than thought. Steel and chakra met stone again and again, every impact scattering sparks and shockwaves that distorted the air.
Akame descended like a spear, her body arcing downward with her heel aimed straight at Reishi's chest. In the same instant, her blade flared into being, ignited with concentrated chakra that radiated heat and pressure.
𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙉𝙂!
A shower of sparks exploded as her sword collided with Reishi's reinforced forearm, now covered in thick, flexible plates of earth chakra. He countered quickly, and they spun midair, exchanging strike after strike, their momentum carrying them through the sky like a pair of comets locked in orbit.
