Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"Let's hunt them down..."

A deep voice echoed in the blood-red realm, its speaker indistinct: "...a pack of wolves."

The moment the words fell, a dazzling blue beam of light shot into the sky from the two of them!

Sasuke instinctively raised his arm to shield his eyes.

In the blinding light, he saw the two figures merging together in an incredible way.

When the light faded, the languid man and the arrogant girl who had been standing there had vanished.

Instead, a completely new approach has emerged.

The white, tattered uniform was replaced by a black fur cloak that covered her from her neck to her waist.

In his hands, he held two strangely shaped black pistols, with sharp, beast-like teeth still remaining on the gun barrels.

His left eye was covered by a blue pattern that danced like flames, adding to his eerie and wild appearance.

Resurrection - Pack of Wolves!

This is the true form of Koyatai Stark, the First Espada.

The two raised their heads, facing each other across the sea of ​​sand where black flames and snowflakes drifted.

"So......"

"Round two, let's begin."

Chapter 152 The Final Arrow

The blood-red moonlight stained the entire desert with an ominous crimson hue.

After releasing his Zanpakuto, Stark gave Sasuke no chance to adjust, casually raising his twin pistols and launching the first attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Dozens of azure beams compressed from high-density spiritual pressure roared out from the two uniquely shaped black pistols!

They bombarded the dark figure from extremely tricky angles.

The entire desert was shattered by the intense barrage of bullets.

Faced with this overwhelming barrage of Cero bullets, Sasuke did not choose to use a direct counter this time.

The sharp sound of space being torn apart was incessant.

His figure moved at high speed through the gaps in the dense hail of bullets, each flash of his figure accompanied by a "sound of a spinning top".

They maneuvered and weaved in the narrow gaps between beams of light.

With ease.

It could even be described as playing a trick on them.

"Hey Stark, what the hell are you doing?!"

A disgruntled girl's voice suddenly rang out from the revolver in Stark's hand, "What's wrong with your Cero?! You're shooting way too slowly today! Like you haven't eaten!"

Lilyne complained, her voice full of disappointment: "At this rate, we won't even be able to touch the hem of that guy's clothes!"

"..."

Stark gave a helpless, bitter smile.

He subconsciously looked up and glanced at the eerie blood moon hanging high in the sky.

It's not that I shoot slowly...

He could clearly feel that, under the shroud of this blood-red moonlight, the surrounding spiritual particles had become incredibly heavy and viscous.

Each time he condensed a Hollow Flash, its speed and power were weakened by at least 30% the moment it left the barrel, by an invisible force.

And the other party...

Stark watched the dark figure accelerate through the hail of bullets, and his heart grew even heavier.

The guy's speed was not affected at all; on the contrary, it became even faster in this area.

This ebb and flow has created the illusion of "effortless control".

Sasuke naturally noticed this as well.

He could clearly feel that within this domain called "Naraku Tengetsu," his "Seiten" had become even more unrestrained.

Each leap through space seemed to resonate with this blood-red world.

Even so, his brows remained furrowed.

Although he seemed to have dodged all of Stark's barrage, the relentless attacks still left him with no effective opportunity to retaliate.

We can't let this drag on any longer.

As Sasuke continued to dodge Cero, his heterochromatic eyes spun rapidly, capturing and analyzing all of Stark's attack patterns and firing frequencies.

Then, he discovered a fleeting flaw.

Although Stark's attack seemed flawless, the two guns had extremely subtle differences in function.

The phantoms fired from the right-hand gun were significantly larger in both power and size, but after each shot, there was an extremely short cooldown period, presumably a process of regrouping the power.

The opposite is true for left-handed pistols.

It has an extremely high rate of fire and a tricky trajectory, but its power is much smaller, making it more like an auxiliary weapon used for containment and harassment.

Is it the difference between main guns and secondary guns...?

A resolute glint flashed in Sasuke's eyes, and a bold idea took shape in his mind.

Continuing to dodge is pointless; as this domain is activated, my own power is being rapidly depleted.

We have to take the risk.

Just as Stark fired another heavy shot from his right-hand gun, Sasuke stopped retreating.

Instead, he accelerated suddenly, facing the barrage of bullets fired from his left pistol!

With a "whoosh," a stream of dark light tore through the space.

The primordial black flame on his right arm moved in response to his thought, instantly extending and transforming into a jet-black longsword burning with an aura of annihilation.

He wanted to use this one and only opportunity to force his way into Stark's side and decide the outcome in close combat!

However, just as his figure reappeared...

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Stark's usually dejected face.

Almost at the same time, he suddenly raised his right hand, which should have been "cooling down," to raise the gun again!

A brilliant blue light shone from the muzzle of the gun!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It was no longer a single-shot attack, but rather a terrifying burst of dense, azure bullets, fired at the same terrifying speed as the left-hand pistol.

That blue light barrier completely blocked Sasuke's path of attack, and even his retreat route was taken into account.

"What?!" Sasuke's pupils contracted sharply.

That so-called flaw was a trap from the very beginning, a deadly trap meticulously set to lure me close.

"Ha, you've fallen for it! Idiot!" Lilynette's smug voice rang out amidst the roar of bullets.

Retreat? It's too late.

defense?

Although Indra's fire barrier was powerful, at such close range, withstanding this level of intense bombardment would be tantamount to suicide.

So......

Sasuke's golden beastly eye, hidden beneath his mask, flashed with a hint of wild madness.

Since there's no way to retreat, let's fight fire with fire!

He did not choose to retreat; his body hovered eerily in the air, then his waist bent backward at an angle that defied common sense.

The burning black flame longsword on his right arm also shattered with a crash.

It transformed into pitch-black flames, clinging tightly to his backward-leaning back, and converging behind him into a huge and ferocious crescent moon of darkness!

At this moment, the dark figure, illuminated by the blood moon, resembled a fully drawn bowstring.

"Black Void Crescent!"

With a hoarse roar that didn't sound human, the condensed crescent-shaped black flame was released from his hand.

It was pure black, as if it were about to split the blood-red sky in two.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Stark felt a sudden darkness before his eyes as the inky crescent moon completely swallowed his blue barrage of bullets, along with all the light in his field of vision.

The two forces violently annihilated each other in mid-air.

Although the black crescent moon had been weakened by nearly half, its momentum remained undiminished, and it still slashed fiercely towards Stark.

"Uh......"

Almost the instant the black flames erupted, Stark activated his Whirlwind, and his figure vanished from his spot in an instant.

The next moment.

The dark crescent moon slashed down upon the boundless sea of ​​sand.

Then a deafening roar erupted, enough to silence anyone.

A thin, jet-black crack began to silently spread from the tip of the crescent-shaped black flames that had been slashed down, stretching towards the horizon.

It was very thin at first.

But in just a few breaths, the crack began to expand and deepen in an incomprehensible way.

Wherever the crack passed, whether it was sand or bones, it seemed to be swallowed up by nothingness, leaving no trace of its existence.

Finally, a massive canyon, several kilometers long and seemingly bottomless, suddenly appeared on this flat sea of ​​white sand.