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Capítulo 2217: Pursuit

With noon coming and going, Pink was beginning to think that Black may have reneged on their promise to duel.

Fortunately, just as Pink was thinking about calling it a day and relaxing in the onsen, Black showed up with an 'unreadable' expression on her face. Pink took notice of this, but, instead of focusing on the woman's face, her perpetually shifting eyes lingered on Black's bust as she asked, "Did you stuff your bra...?"

Instead of responding to Pink with words, Black placed her hand on the kashira(butt) of her katana in a reverse grip. The smile on Pink's face immediately faded, her pupils contracting to the size of pinholes as she rolled backward to evade a thin, bluish-white 'line' that only she could see.

Far faster than the cameras could perceive, Black unleashed a strike that left a visible distortion that extended several thousand meters in an instant. Though it faded almost instantaneously, everything along the line appeared to have been 'erased' from existence. It wasn't simply sliced. Everything the thin beam of light had touched was simply gone.

With her incredible mastery over Sword Laws, Pink was generally able to see through even the most mysterious sword techniques at a glance. Black appeared to be an exception in this regard, as, even though she was on the receiving end of the woman's attack, Pink's intuition told her the attack had very little to do with Sword Laws. She just didn't know what it was.

Realizing there was a possibility she would lose instantly if she kept fooling around, the emotion in Pink's expression appeared to melt away as she manifested Goenjin in her left hand and Mugen-no-Hana in her right. A visible pulse immediately erupted from her body, but, instead of destroying her surroundings or kicking up a storm, the space surrounding the two Musashi's appeared to stagnate as even the leaves falling from trees ceased their descent towards the ground.

At a glance, it appeared as though even time had frozen. In reality, Pink's reiatsu(spiritual pressure) was so great that it simply held everything in place. If one were to look closely, literally down to the sub-atomic level, they would find that even the electrons orbiting atoms were vibrating in a strange manner.

Under the influence of her own spiritual pressure, Pink was forced to enter the State of Nothingness just to be able to move. Black reacted in an identical manner, but, due to her momentary shock, she was barely able to protect her heart as Pink attempted to stab both it and her kidney.

Activating her Empyrean Eyes, Pink intended to ensure that both of her attacks were successful. A mysterious compelling force spread through the area, and, for a brief moment, the trajectory of the attack Black had blocked shifted slightly. Unfortunately, even though Pink fully anticipated it, so too did the position of Black's body and katana. She wasn't able to make it so that she wasn't stabbed, but, instead of having her kidney pierced, she suffered a superficial injury as Pink's Mugen-no-Hana cut through the fabric of her obi and grazed her abdomen.

While others might feel a bit of apprehension upon receiving a cut, Black was far from a normal woman. The moment she felt the familiar heat of a sword slicing through her flesh, a vicious smile developed across her face as she slipped between Pink's swords, her free hand leaving a black trail as she landed a loud, cracking blow against the latter's face.

While many of the people viewing the scene hissed in response to the unnerving sound, the events that immediately followed the painful-sounding strike left them completely speechless.

Instead of reeling back, Pink's eyes released a vibrant, blue, and purple glow as what appeared to be an afterimage flew away from her body. As for Pink herself, she stood her ground without so much as flinching, an equally vicious smile on her face as she attempted to bifurcate Black's body via bringing her blades together like a pair of scissors.

With her path of retreat cut off, Black's body briefly became immaterial as she slipped through Pink's comparably bustier frame. The latter, seemingly having anticipated this, swapped places with the illusory figure that had been sent flying by Black's punch. Then, at a speed untraceable by the growing number of cameras present, both she and Black appear to blink out of existence for a brief moment before appearing where each had previously stood.

For a brief moment, the crowd spectating the scene had absolutely no idea what had happened. It was only when a series of bluish-white 'lines' appeared out of nowhere, their number reaching into the hundreds, that they began to piece things together. They couldn't fathom the speed required to perform such a feat, but, the area surrounding the two swordswomen had been severed to such an extent that an area of several hundred meters resembled a latticework of fractured glass.

Exhaling a steamy sigh, Pink half-turned to meet Black's gaze. When she noticed the olive-skinned woman's eyes had shifted from obsidian-black to a familiar mix of blue and purple, a teasing smile developed across her face as she mused, "You're supposed to be the original. Don't you think it's a little shameless to be stealing my techniques...?"

Instead of responding to Pink's taunting, Black slowly sheathed her two katanas before closing her now-mesmerizing eyes and muttering, "It was a good fight...next time, don't hold anything back..."

Snorting through her nose, Pink appeared as though she was about to say something, but, feeling what could best be described as a sense of 'wrongness', her body suddenly became statuesque. In the very next moment, several of the lines that had 'frozen' in her surroundings emitted an eerie yet familiar glow that immediately reminded Pink of a certain heterochromatic princess. By the time she finished that thought, she found herself standing in the otherwise empty waiting room of the Sage Dragon's Hearth.

"Well, fuck..."

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Seeing Pink disappear into motes of bluish-white light, a sigh of relief parted Black's lips as she pulled down the rim of her bamboo hat. Shortly after that, her figure gradually blended into her surroundings, but, if one were to look closely at where she had been standing, a fair amount of blood could be seen staining the ground...

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Realizing that Nobu could suddenly sense where she was located, Hanzo's fifth resurrection was followed by a prompt departure. Nobu severely outclassed her in both offense and defense, so, now that she could also track her location, Hanzo understood she would merely be wasting lives trying to delay her.

To her credit, Hanzo's raw speed was head and shoulders above Nobu. The latter was the type to overwhelm her opponents with tremendous firepower. She was decently skilled with a sword, but, if she tried to cross blades with a true master, it wouldn't even be a competition.

Unfortunately, while Hanzo was exponentially faster than Nobu, the latter was extremely persistent, and, more importantly, possessed the ability to teleport. Hanzo could outrun her and move through the Shadow Axis at faster than light speeds, but, unless she found a way to remove the trace on her body, Nobu would invariably appear the moment she stopped to rest.

Hanzo's only saving grace was that Nobu had reverted back to her human form due to the difficulty of teleporting her Yamata-no-Orochi form across large distances. The caveat was that Nobu was no longer in her petite, scantily clad form. Instead, she appeared as a mature, demonic-looking woman with blood-red hair, three eyes, and a voluptuous body garbed in a leather bodysuit covered in thin yet exceptionally durable plating. Trailing behind her was a blood-red cloak comprised of the same corrosive mist that caused even the ground beneath her to hiss as it turned pitch black and barren.

Though its offensive and defensive power were merely a fraction of what she was capable of in her Yamata-no-Orochi form, Nobu's 'Demon King of the Sixth Heaven' transformation was nothing to scoff at. She had previous obtained a Logia Type Devil Fruit known as the Chi-Chi-no-Mi. Eating it had turned her into a Blood Human, so, even if her head or heart were pierced, she would quickly regenerate so long as her body wasn't completely destroyed.

Taking advantage of the unique properties of her body, Nobu completely ignored most of Hanzo's efforts to deter her pursuit. It didn't matter if the woman threw kunai into her body, obstructed her path with explosives, or loosed excruciatingly painful arrows towards her. The only thing that could stop her from ripping the ruby-eyed ninja apart was interference from Vahn or her elimination from the Gift Game.

Aiming for the latter, Hanzo lured Nobu all the way to a location occupied by another Community. They hadn't been the only ones trying to invade the offensive satellite, so, in the hopes of getting Nobu off her tail, Hanzo effectively tried to perform a 'Pass Parade' on a small group belonging to the 'Undersea Volcanic Palace', aka the Community belonging to the Saurian Demon King.

As a Community comprised almost entirely of the Saurian Demon King's descendants, each and every member of the Undersea Volcanic Palace possessed the blood of a Pure-Blooded Dragon flowing through their veins. Their father was also a Lunar Dragon and one of the previous Moon Guardians, so, while they were nowhere near their father's level, each of Kouryuu's descendants possessed an inordinate affinity with the Moon, Yin, Ice, Water, or Darkness.

Unaware of Hanzo's true identity, Nobu believed that the group of young men and women were a part of the same Community. They all had raven-black hair, and, while most possessed icy blue or sapphire eyes, a few had the same ruby-red irises as Hanzo. They also attacked her the moment she appeared, so, before pursuing Hanzo, Nobu assaulted the group of five with the temperament of a natural disaster.

Surprised by the sudden attack, the leader of the group, a handsome young man named Suiryu shouted, "Audacious! You dare to attack we, the descendants of the Great Demon King Kouryuu!? Courting death...!"

Punctuating his words, the raven-haired youth manifested a pitch-black sword that resembled a wide and flat piece of ornately carved wood. A tremendous volume of ice-cold water manifested around him, but, compared to the deluge created by the Model Leviathan, it was relatively tame. As a result, Nobu was able to casually sweep it away with a veritable tidal wave of blood as she asked, "Have you lost your mind? Do you truly believe you have the standing to make such accusations? I am Oda Nobunaga! Demon King of the Sixth Heaven and Eastern Empress of the Aldrnari Empire! Allow me to show you what true audaciousness looks like, brat!"

Activating the effects of her left eye, Nobu directed an ever-increasing swirl of corrosive blood to surround the man who had brazenly called out to her. The pupils of his pale-blue eyes immediately contracted to thin slits as he waved his weapon in an effort to try and freeze the encroaching blood. Unfortunately, even though he was successful in icing over a rather sizeable quantity of blood, that did little to prevent Nobu from controlling it. So long as it was blood, the state didn't matter. It was her's to command.

Seeing their brother crushed in series of icy, blood-colored pillars, the four remaining members of the Undersea Volcanic Palace attempted to contain her using a powerful sealing formation known as the Seal of the Four Gods. Unfortunately, Vahn had gone above and beyond to make sure each of his friends, family, and loved ones were immune to sealing, so, while the group of four managed to trigger the seal, Nobu barely even had to try before she was able to break free, slaughter each of them, and continue her pursuit of Hanzo.

Nothing was going to stop her from capturing and butchering her prey...

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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Sephiroth vibes...','Well, that was unexpected o_o...','Nobu is pretty chill up until the moment she isn't...')

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Capítulo 2218: Teetering on the Edge

After destroying the planet occupied by the Onigashima Community, Kefla, the combined form of Kale and Caulifla, found themselves in a bit of a predicament.

Due to the rules of the Gift Game, space became 'off limits' until the awakening of a Model Omega. Thus, shortly after destroying Onigashima's planet, the fused Saiyaness found herself floating in an ocean of debris without any means to transfer to another planet.

Thanks to their monstrous vitality and Caulifla's training, Kefla was more than capable of surviving in space for months, perhaps even years at a time. The larger problem was her boredom. She didn't want to wait for space to open up, but, at the same time, she, or, more specifically, Kale didn't want to ask Vahn for help.

Sighing in a synthetic-sounding voice reminiscent of two women speaking at the same time, Kefla lounged lazily atop a spinning piece of debris. Every now and then, she would raise her left hand to fire off a laser-like beam of destruction towards distant lights she believed to be planets.

"We should really learn how to use Kai Kai when we get back..."

Unlike Mikoto, Kefla lacked the means to forcibly teleport through restricted and blocked space. She could use Instant Transmission, but, due to the restrictions of the Gift Game, the furthest she could teleport was the boundaries of the debris field.

It was incredibly annoying...

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Though there were a few hiccups along the way, Seraphina, wearing an irrationally form-fitting, butterfly-themed gown had finally managed to reach the core of the defensive satellite. This was entirely the result of her minions, but, as if she had scoured every inch of the satellite herself, an exceptionally haughty smile had developed across her face as she sauntered over to the core and inserted one of the Sage Dragon's Hearth's keys.

Seeing the machine whirring to life, rune-like circuits lighting up along the length of a branching pillar, Seraphina held the back of her hand up to her mouth and issued her characteristically shrill, "Oh-hohohoho~" type laughter.

Staring at the voluptuous Succubi's back, Chronoa, the former Supreme Kai of Time, couldn't help shaking her head in exasperation. She couldn't deny that Seraphina was the reason they had been able to reach the core in such an expedient manner. The thing that bothered her was the fact that Seraphina had basically spent the entire time lazing about and sleeping...

Just as Chronoa was about to tell Seraphina they should hurry and return, a large display lit up in front of the boisterous Succubi. It showed the entire structure of the defensive satellite, and, more importantly, the location of each and every entity within. This included the thousands of 'minions' that Seraphina's had summoned, and, somewhat surprisingly, a fair number of red dots that clearly denoted enemies.

"Hmmm~? What's this~?"

Having never been known for her intelligence, Seraphina was a bit slow when it came to grasping new things. Chronoa was the complete opposite in this regard as she had spent the better part of one-hundred million years simply observing various forms of data. She immediately understood the meaning of the red dots, stating, "It would appear a number of enemy Communities have managed to slip past my observation and your minions. You should send a few Ninjas or Scouts to-"

Giving Chronoa what could best be described as a 'stink eye', Seraphina's tone sounded cold and distant as she stated, "Do not presume to tell me, Lady Seraphina, what to do. You may have been picked up by Vahn when he was off playing around but I was personally summoned to accompany him. It was basically love at first sight so don't go thinking you can give me orders. Understood...?"

Deadpanning in response to Seraphina's words, Chronoa found herself, once again, questioning how Vahn could have fallen for such an intolerable woman. Sure, Seraphina might not be evil, but she was one of the most selfish women Chronoa ever had the displeasure of interacting with.

Understanding the futility of trying to argue, Chronoa took a deep, steadying breath before forcing a smile and saying, "We were given the task of securing and protecting this defensive satellite. Vahn may be able to handle all the enemies on his own but I still want to try and meet his expectations. If you won't help, I'll deal with the intruders myself."

Without waiting for Seraphina's response, Chronoa manifested her Chrono Dial, the glowing golden halo that resembled the hands of a clock, before using Kai Kai to reach the nearest intruder. She felt it was a waste of time to speak with Seraphina, so, rather than exhaust her mental energies trying to make the airheaded woman see reason, Chronoa decided to focus on eliminating the enemy.

Unaware of Chronoa's thoughts, Seraphina simply snorted in response to the buxom Kai's behavior before calling her personalized golden-skinned Prinny over and making herself comfortable atop its head. A blue-skinned, zombie-like Maid immediately made her way over with a tray containing two glasses while a short, blue-skinned Prinny followed behind her with an ice bucket and a large bottle of glistening, golden champagne.

Prior to Chronoa's departure, Seraphina was fully intent on cracking open a bottle of champagne and celebrating with the pink-skinned Kai. Unlike Chronoa, she felt no particular enmity towards any of the women in Vahn's ever-growing entourage. All that truly mattered to her was that Vahn cared for and continued to pamper her until the end of time.

The one thing Seraphina couldn't tolerate was people telling her what to do. She would even pout when Vahn tried to order her around, so, with Chronoa demonstrating signs of hostility toward her, there was no well in Hell Seraphina was going to let her get away with telling her what to do.

Filling both glasses of champagne, Seraphina poured the contents of one glass into her Prinny's mouth before making herself comfortable and nursing her own. For the better part of the minutes, she simply observed the dot representing Chronoa eliminating various intruders.

Thinking about Chronoa's parting words, a sigh invariably escaped Seraphina's throat as she sat up and pulled out an oversized key. Upon stabbing it into empty air, a massive, vault-like door with the words 'Dark Assembly' engraved on the top appeared. Shortly after that, an exceptionally thin and petite mage with an oversized, rabbit-eared cloak popped out with a flustered expression on their face, asking, "W-Welcome to the D-Dark Assembly. What can I d-d-do for you, L-Lady Seraphina...?"

Resisting the urge to make the 134cm tall mage grovel on his hands and knees, a smile developed across Seraphina's face as she mused, "I would like to pass a bill..."

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Upon teleporting to the location of her first target, Chronoa was surprised to find what appeared to be an empty room. Beforehand, the display had shown a total of thirteen life signs in this particular section of the defensive satellite. There was a chance they had sensed her coming before promptly teleporting away, but, believing something was amiss, Chronoa pulled out a pair of square-rimmed glasses that functioned similarly to a Scouter.

Immediately after donning the glasses, Chronoa was able to detect multiple life signs hiding within the shadows of various pieces of debris. The thing that confused her was the fact that the highest power level among them was a startling 0.0003.

Using her version of Telekinesis, Chronoa mentally seized each of the exceptionally small creatures before pulling them toward her. Seeing them caused her expression to immediately become sullen, as, even after a hundred million years, she still hated insects. Cockroaches, in particular, were one of Chronoa's least favorite organisms.

Crushing twelve of the figures, Chronoa grumbled, "Disgusting..." as she pulled the last remaining insect close enough to observe.

"Hmm? Is this...dirt...?"

Though the diminutive insect resembled a cockroach, its body was a dark, earthen brown. From a distance, it resembled a completely ordinary insect, but, from a few centimeters away, Chronoa was able to tell it was comprised entirely of dirt, stone, and a granule-sized piece of red crystal.

Sensing a powerful magical trace within the fragment of red crystal, a glimmer of intrigue flashed across Chronoa's golden irises as she muttered, "Is this a golem...?"

Seemingly in response to her words, the cockroach-shaped golem promptly self-destructed along with the remnants of the previous twelve. The person that created them clearly didn't want people analyzing their structure in greater detail.

Snorting through her nose, Chronoa reversed the order of entropy around the previously intact roach before placing it in a temporal lock. It would take a hell of a lot more than a self-destruct mechanism to deter her from discovering the truth...

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Located far from the defensive satellite Seraphina and Chronoa had conquered, a young man with short, dirt-brown hair and grass green eyes could be seen furrowing his brows. He was the one that had created cockroach golems that Chronoa had discovered, and, while he was unable to ascertain what she had done, he was able to sense that she had restored one of his golems before promptly sealing it away.

Believing she was going to try and reverse engineer his golem production method, a scowl marred the otherwise handsome man's face as he groaned, "That's IP infringement, you know...?"

Punctuating his words, the young man rose from the workbench he had been seated at before donning a stylish trenchcoat that vaguely resembled a lab coat. Then, upon removing the goggles he had been wearing, he donned a pair of half-moon glasses before reaching into a blue panel of light that only he could see. From within the panel, he managed to pull out a pair of headphones, an oversized mechanical gauntlet, and a massive, weaponized wrench.

Shouldering the massive wrench, the young man turned towards a rather heroic-looking woman with wheat-colored hair, silver eyes, dark skin, and armor that appeared to be carved from stone. From a distance, people would assume the scantily clad beauty was wearing said armor, but, upon closer inspection, they would quickly notice it was a part of her body. She, like many of the man's creations, was a type of golem.

A very, very advanced type.

"Come, Gaia, we have pests to eliminate."

Responding to the man's words, the busty and voluptuous woman sprouted three pairs of wings, but, instead of being comprised of feathers, they were formed of leaves and vines. She was a golem templated from a Great Earth Spirit, so, be it stone or plant, she had dominion over all things that originated from or grew upon the planet.

With six wings exuding a pale green light behind her body, Gaia, who was much, much taller than the young man promptly picked him up in a bridal carry. Others might be embarrassed by such a development, but, as someone who absolutely adored strong and dominant women, the youthful-looking mage adopted a smile as he rested his head against Gaia's voluminous chest. While other members of Akuma were desperate to accumulate women like trophies, he was perfectly content with the bride and family he had created for himself...

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After observing the owl-like woman for the better part of a full day, Sarina had gradually come to terms with the fact she wasn't the former's opponent. The cloaked figure had managed to shrug off the attacks of dozens of dragons, and, despite numerous attempts to seal her away, she just walked out of formations as though they didn't exist. It was like nothing could affect her, so, after watching others try and fail for hours on end, Sarina decided to retreat.

What Sarina didn't realize was the moment she turned away, the petite, owl-like figure immediately looked towards her. Ghostly blue eyes glowed from within the pitch-black interior of her hood, and, moments later, thirty-three different owls, each possessing matching blue eyes, tilted their heads in Sarina's direction. They didn't attack or pursue her, but, deep within their ghostly blue eyes, a sense of existential dread radiated like an icy chill...

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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Instant Transmission go brrrr...','Ah, a man of culture...','Always watching...')

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