Hellish flames roared skyward, engulfing every single Colossal Titan in an instant.
At such extreme temperatures, let alone the nape, even their sixty-meter-high bodies ignited in an instant and were rapidly reduced to ash.
And yet, there was one figure who withstood the scorching inferno head-on.
Amidst the blazing flames, the armored plating on the surface of the Attack Titan turned a glowing red. But as if entirely unaffected, the Titan burst out of the fire and leapt high, grabbing hold of Susanoo's leg mid-air.
"So… he's gotten faster. Even his jumping ability has improved."
Madara looked down calmly at the beast-like Titan—now resembling an armored monster—analyzing it with cold precision.
A moment later—
With a furious roar from the Titan, Susanoo was yanked out of the sky and slammed violently into the ground.
BOOM!!
The terrain within several hundred meters cracked and collapsed, rubble and dust erupting like a geyser into the sky.
It was almost unimaginable—just how rapidly Eren's strength had grown in under ten minutes.
And he wasn't stopping.
The Attack Titan rolled over and mounted Susanoo, letting out a guttural roar as it raised both fists and began pummeling downward.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The clash echoed like ancient beasts colliding—like the thunder of a war god hammering the earth.
Each blow reverberated with a deafening roar. Eren's fists slammed down again and again, his arms showing signs of injury, then rapid regeneration.
The steel armor on his hands cracked apart from the impact, flying off in fragments.
Flesh shattered, exposing pale white bone.
Even the finger bones themselves shattered—splintering into shards!
And finally, with fury burning in his eyes, Eren threw his head forward with all his strength and smashed down hard—
CRACK!
A massive blue chakra hand grabbed his face.
With a flick of its wrist, it hurled him far into the distance like a ragdoll.
Susanoo stood back up, the fragments on its surface rapidly regenerating in seconds. It casually brushed the dust from its armor, seemingly unharmed by the relentless barrage.
Which made sense.
After all, as one of the Sharingan's ultimate techniques in the Naruto world—dubbed the "Power of the Gods"—Susanoo possessed nearly invincible defenses.
Granted, the one standing here was merely a Wood Clone of Madara.
And the Susanoo used wasn't even its Complete Body form.
But even so, defending against a Titan's rampage was well within its capabilities.
No matter how many hacks Eren pulled, the baseline power system of the Titan world was simply too limited.
Even if the World's Source of Fate forcibly elevated someone's strength, it couldn't push them straight into S-Class or SS-Class levels.
After all, the so-called Source of Fate was merely the convergence point of the world's destiny—it had no will of its own. It merely acted on instinct, gathering all its fate into the "protagonist" when the world approached destruction.
And when someone with overwhelming power invades from the outside… that world is screwed.
Just like what was happening now.
"This clone's chakra is nearly depleted. Looks like I won't be able to keep playing with you."
Arms folded, Madara stood at the center of Susanoo, his purple Rinnegan eyes calmly watching as the battered Attack Titan crawled out of the debris, roaring in defiance.
A faint cold smirk crept across his lips.
Susanoo raised a hand. Blue chakra surged rapidly, forming eight massive Magatama marked with Sharingan tomoe, linked together by lightning-like threads.
With a flick of his right arm, the eight chakra Magatama shot forward like bullets from a rapid-fire cannon!
Susanoo: Yasaka no Magatama. (Yasaka Beads)
In an instant—
The Magatama seemed to pierce through space itself, arriving before the Titan in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
The first Magatama was about to pierce the nape of the Titan, aiming for the hidden Eren inside.
But just then, the Titan's footing shifted. Its body tilted, and the Magatama narrowly missed its mark, soaring just above its head.
The second!
As the Titan attempted to rise, its movement altered the trajectory again. The Magatama only grazed its side, slicing off a layer of armor.
The third, the fourth…
One bizarre "coincidence" after another caused Eren to "luckily" dodge each critical blow—one of them even missed by less than a centimeter!
If this were a video game, it would be called 100% Passive Long-Range Evasion.
And when the last Magatama barely grazed past Eren—
A cold voice rang out.
"It's over."
Without anyone noticing, Susanoo had already appeared directly in front of the Titan.
Four chakra blades suddenly thrust forward—piercing clean through the Titan's neck.
Inside the nape, Eren was finally overwhelmed by absolute power.
The next moment, his body was shredded by the radiance of the blades.
SPLURCH!
As the blades withdrew, the Attack Titan collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud, steam rising from its body as it began to dissolve.
Madara's Wood Clone controlled Susanoo to turn around. With a step, he returned to the edge of the city wall.
As if nothing had happened, he resumed tearing down the walls infested with Colossal Titans, just as originally planned.
To Madara, this had merely been a small detour—something to break the monotony of his mission.
But to this world—
The death of Eren, who had carried a massive portion of the world's fate, was like a fatal blow to an already bleeding-out Source of Fate!
The golden sunlight began to dim. A faint black aura deepened around the land.
Seeing this, Nawaki couldn't help but feel speechless.
"Eren got taken out just like that? He didn't even defeat a single clone of Madara. The Source of Fate's final resistance has been completely crushed—this world's destruction is now inevitable…
Seriously, this was supposed to be an Ascension Mission. Why does it feel more like we just handed Madara a free power trip?"
This had truly gone beyond Nawaki's expectations.
When he issued the mission, he hadn't anticipated that the Source of Fate's counterattack would be so weak. But in hindsight, Eren had jumped from C-Class to near S-Class in just ten minutes—going full berserk mode with insane growth, leaping across two entire tiers.
He could now go toe-to-toe with Tsunade and fight her evenly. That kind of power spike was already extraordinary.
But the blame ultimately lay in the Titan world's own power scale, which was simply too low.
"Still, Eren earned me 50,000 points—that's half the reward of killing an average SS-Class enemy. At least he died with value…
Now all that's left is to wait for this world to collapse."
Nawaki glanced at the now darkening sky. His system screen shifted perspective—away from Madara, and toward several others.
In the ruins—
A black-haired girl stood frozen behind the collapsed wall, blankly staring at the distant sight of the dissolving Attack Titan.
The tears on her cheeks had long since dried.
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