Chương 25: Damn Bro
Madara stared at the contraption playing the foul melody and squeezed his hand. The earth around the device came alive and went to destroy it, but his wrist was quickly snatched away, stopping the destruction.
Madara looked up to see Mark staring at him. No smile in place.
The man snapped and the boom box disappeared.
Mark then swung his leg into Madara's stomach.
Madara flipped backward and batted away a metal limb coming for his throat.
The man rained blows onto Madaras skin as if they were bye one get one free.
The Uchiha ducked and dodged anything that he could.
It wasn't much.
Mark's speed and dexterity were something he had never witnessed before in his life.
Mark planted his foot on the ground to get a better stance for a kick when the ground exploded below him sending him into the air.
Madara had just stepped where the man had moments prior.
Mark looked below him to see Madara bathed in the thickest purple light he had ever seen.
It seemed like the boys distraction had worked somewhat.
However, he wasn't just gonna let the little tyke transform!
A metal limb extended from his palm with blinding speed and punctured Madara's chest.
Madara grunted but continued to layer chakra onto himself.
Mark, seeing this, hooked the limb in Madaras's chest, making the boy grit his teeth in pain. He then proceeded to retract it, sending the boy hurtling towards him.
Madara pulled his scythe out and with a burst of chakra almost breaking his weapon from the strain, breaks off the limb hooked in his chest.
He was given no time to breathe as he immediately had to duck a kick and then sidestep a punch; he was not able to dodge the follow up attack of two metal spikes coming from the ground, both of which impaled his quads.
They didn't penetrate completely because his Susanoo had been completed just in time.
"I call bullshit!"
A purple armor wrapper around his body like a cloak, boosting his power and speed to untold levels.
Mark still kicked the boy anyways flipping him off as he sailed into the nearby rubble.
"Fuck your plot armor power up and fuck yo mama"
Madara ignored the man and snapped his fingers. Balls of red hot chakra appeared from every orifice that Madara had been sent into previously in the battle.
Mark looked around with a raised eyebrow.
"You really like balls don't you"
He was then encapsulated by flames.
Madara blasted off from his area and flew right through the flames.
When he got to where he sensed Mark was located, he saw the man sipping alcohol and acting as if he were sunbathing in a lawn chair.
Madara didn't stop to ask and continued to gun for the man's throat.
Mark rolled his eyes; his drink exploded, as did his chair, as they shot out hundreds of metal limbs.
Madara's Susanoo bounced them off as he proceeded to land his first good hit on the man.
A right hook. Square in the face.
The man was sent flying while Madara made some hand signs.
Mark caught himself and touched his face. He looked up at Madara and smiled.
"I'm gonna use your small intestine as a fucking jump rope"
Nothing the man said all battle phased Madara;
that one however gave him a little pause.
He still completed the hand signs and looked at Mark.
Earth Release: Cataclysmic Landslide
The magma and earth surrounding the duo started to harder or soften depending on where they were.
Mark was being overrun by magma and earth while Madara watched on a solid platform.
Each time he had gotten flung to another side of the battlefield, he sent his chakra into the ground, weakening its solid foundation while reinforcing it with chakra so when he started to control it, the pure power it had could keep the man contained.
Mark slammed hundreds of metal limbs coming from his body into the ground and walls around him, but the pure Chakra running through the magma and mud broke them off as he was finally sent down the horrific mudslide.
Madara made two different sets of hand sighs with each hand.
Instantly the area around Mark turned into oil for just a second. The man, noticing this change, instantly went to leave but...
"FIRE STYLE: GREAT FIRE ANNIHILATION."
The world around them was consumed by flames.
Even the magma started melting. The temperature on the world-like level had already been unimaginable, but now the leftover magma monsters had even started to fall apart. The living volcanoes were collapsing as their solid rock foundations started to fall after millennia.
Madara had already left.
The boy was on the 51st floor.
As soon as he had sent that flame towards his enermy he shunshined away.
All of his chakra had been depleted. He could barely shunshin away from the fiery hell hole he created.
He took a deep breath and started to meditate.
He knew he wouldn't be able to survive the dungeon like this; trying to walk through 50 floors, barely being able to walk, was a terrible idea.
So he let his mind clear for just a moment. This moment was long enough for the dungeon to send thousands of monsters towards him, but it had other problems at the moment.
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Mark walked out of the flame with a grin on his face; he blocked a black limb and then pierced the Juggernaut with a metal spike from his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, little Juggernaut, but I want to let off some steam, and you're the only one around."
Hundreds of spikes entered into its body in an instant, making the robot like being whimper.
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Madara only gave himself 30 seconds. He didn't need a lot of chakra, but he at least needed some.
However he couldn't just sit in the dungeon. It did have its hands full at the moment, but he was not going to underestimate how much it hated him.
So he got up and ran. His body was still bruised bleeding and sore all over, but he couldn't heal himself at the moment; he needed to use every last bit of chakra to get the hell out of dodge.
Some monsters tried to surround him, but the dungeon couldn't put up enough of a fight to ward off Mark and Madara at the same time on such far away floors.
So Madara ended up getting to Rivira before finding a group of 3 level 2 dwarfs.
He used the rest of his chakra to put a genjustu on them so that they would take him out of the dungeon, even if it was the last thing they ever did.
He then collapsed onto the ground. His wounds still bleeding as he never had enough time to heal them.
The 3 dwarfs who were here to get some material to bring back to the Smithys back up in Orario had unfortunately been taken off their path and forced to pick up Madara and take him home.
Meanwhile on the 61st floor.
Bad- Michael Jackson
"Your but is mine
Gonna tell ya right
Just show ya face
I'm broad daylight"
Mark grabbed his nuts and humped the air, sending a sharp piece of wind into the last remaining Magma Chimera.
The 61st floor had now been cleared of beings.
"I wonder how the fellas on the big 1-0-0 are doing"
Mark contemplated his situation as he danced with perfect choreography to the song playing from his boom box.
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