BOOOOM!!!
The sky split apart as Lenma's twin Reincarnation Explosions detonated, unleashing devastation that tore through the forest and split even the far-off sea in half. Trees vanished into ash, mountains crumbled, and silence followed in the wake of destruction.
Hovering amidst the fading shockwaves, Lenma narrowed his abyssal eyes at the smoking crater below. "That should have ended him. Not even dust should remain… not a single cell." He exhaled heavily, scanning the sky for Suzan's arrival, but the overseer remained silent.
His expression darkened. If Suzan hasn't declared the battle over… then—
From the rolling smoke, a massive shadow stirred. The ground shook as a monstrous silhouette emerged, black flames licking outward. A guttural roar followed.
"AHHHHHH! You bastard!" Anon's voice thundered like an earthquake. His figure tore free of the haze, his expression twisted with fury. "You dare… use my own attack against me?! You're the first to push me this far. Fine—no more holding back!"
A suffocating aura erupted from his body. The shadow behind him expanded wildly: 100 meters… 500 meters… 1,000 meters… until it loomed over the world at a terrifying 2,500 meters tall.
The black giant wore jagged armor, its form demonic, with four massive arms extending outward. A crown of darkness gleamed atop its head, radiating the majesty of a devil-god. Within that crown, Anon stood, glaring down at Lenma, who now seemed no larger than an ant beneath its gaze.
Even the distant spectators fell into silence, their blood running cold at the sight.
Lenma's jaw tightened, his abyssal aura flickering. "So… this is your true form…" He muttered under his breath, chest heaving. "Damn it. My body… it's collapsing. I can't hold Abyss Mode much longer."
Anon raised his hands, and the towering demonic avatar that loomed behind him mirrored the gesture. Its four colossal arms stretched outward, each movement shaking the heavens as space itself cracked from the weight of its presence.
"Feel this—Demon God Fist!"
The avatar's right arm stretched unnaturally, elongating like a whip of darkness as it swung forward. The very atmosphere bent under its movement, and a dense shockwave exploded out before the fist even landed, sweeping across the battlefield like a tidal wave of annihilation.
Lenma's abyssal eyes narrowed. With a flick of his wrist, one of the four swirling Abyss Vortexes spun to life behind him, tearing apart the shockwave before it reached him. But the air still trembled violently, and cracks spread across space itself like broken glass.
"This pressure… it bends reality," Lenma muttered, his expression darkening. He began weaving chakra into another counterstrike—
—but his eyes widened in horror.
The titanic Demon God Fist that had been barreling toward him suddenly vanished, swallowed into nothingness.
"What—?!"
His thoughts froze. Then—
BOOOOOOM!!!
The missing fist materialized behind him, descending with the weight of mountains. The black energy was larger than an entire mountain range, crushing space beneath its descent.
Lenma's abyss instincts screamed. He instantly unleashed his remaining three vortexes, their spinning maws warping space to divert the blow. His body flickered, vanishing between folds of torn dimension just as the fist struck where he had been.
The attack landed.
The ground erupted.
The once-vast floating forest below was obliterated in an instant, flattened into a sinkhole that stretched for kilometers. Seas were pulled inward by the vacuum, spilling into the hole as boiling steam surged upward. A blinding white light swallowed the skies, drowning out even the sun.
The world shook.
Anon, standing within his colossal avatar in the heavens, looked down upon the devastation with cold indifference. His creation floated menacingly in the sky, green chakra radiating like divine fire.
"That should've ended him," he muttered, his voice echoing across the broken land. "Not even dust should remain."
But Suzan had yet to intervene.
A low hum vibrated through the ruined air. Then, behind Anon, a portal of black mist tore open. From it, a battered figure stumbled forth.
"Ghkkk—" Lenma coughed violently, half his body missing, his abyssal cloak torn to shreds. Blood poured from his mouth like a waterfall. His frame shook as he glared at Anon. "Anon… you cursed bastard. To use my own technique against me… shameless."
His body screamed in pain, yet his eyes still burned. "But… this battle… is far from over."
Anon narrowed his gaze. This guy is still alive? Even after that?
The air shifted. Lenma raised his trembling arms, and his aura suddenly surged, darker and denser than ever before.
"Feel… my ultimate move!"
The heavens themselves seemed to shiver.
Anon instantly grew wary. His avatar's crown of darkness pulsed as green chakra flared violently. "Hmph. Then I'll answer with my own. Let's see who survives."
Chakra roared from his body, flooding the world. His massive 2,500-meter avatar shuddered and changed—its black armor glowing emerald as a divine cloak enveloped it. The nine truth-seeking orbs behind him spun wildly, resonating with the awakening power.
"Tenseigan Chakra Mode!"
The pressure multiplied—quadrupled—until even the planet groaned beneath it. Mountains shattered and seas boiled simply from the energy radiating outward.
Lenma laughed hoarsely through blood. "Good… good! Then perish along with me!"
His Abyssal Vortexes aligned, and an unholy light condensed between them. Purple-black lightning coiled with a choking dark mist, compressing into a gigantic rotating chakra sphere. The rotation accelerated, pulling in raw energy from the planet itself.
Rivers reversed their flow, storms ripped from the skies, and the very rotation of the planet stuttered.
"Abyss Mode: Doomsday!"
The sphere swelled, consuming everything around it until it spanned 10,000 meters wide, dwarfing even Anon's towering avatar. The energy inside spiraled endlessly, vibrating with catastrophic instability.
"Behold!" Lenma roared, voice reverberating across heaven and earth. "The rotation of the world itself becomes my weapon! Ten percent of this planet's energy—mine to command!"
The ball compressed violently, shrinking from 10,000 meters down to the size of a star, glowing pitch-black with radiant purple lines. In his palm, it looked deceptively small… yet its presence was enough to make even Anon's demonic avatar tremble.
Anon's heart clenched. This… is no ordinary move. Even a Supreme would hesitate before that.
But his lips curved into a grin. "Heh. You think you're the only one capable of ending worlds? Then I'll show you despair!"
His avatar raised its colossal arms high as golden light condensed. The truth-seeking orbs merged into the construct's core, forming a blindingly sharp sword of golden radiance. Unlike his usual dazzle, this one burned cold, sharp, and merciless, radiating a slicing aura so intense that even space was diced into fragments around it.
"Supreme Golden Wheel Reincarnation: Sword of Destruction!"
The sword pulsed, its edge infinitely sharp. The very air screamed as countless invisible slashes carved through the world.
The heavens trembled. The earth cried. The seas turned to mist.
Both Lenma and Anon glared at one another, their ultimate techniques raised.
And then—
"DIE!!!"
The black star was hurled forward, propelled by Lenma's four vortexes at incomprehensible speed, tearing through reality itself. At the same moment, Anon's towering avatar swung the colossal golden sword, releasing a slash that extended from the surface to the upper atmosphere, splitting even space itself into fragments.
The two ultimate attacks collided.
For a heartbeat—silence.
Then—
KAAAAAAAABOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!
A pitch-black sphere erupted at the point of contact, devouring everything. White glowing lines spread across its surface, expanding outward as the orb grew, engulfing land, sea, and sky.
Lenma and Anon's figures vanished into its glow.
The spectators outside stared in disbelief. The giant orb swelled until it encompassed nearly a quarter of the planet, visible even from orbit.
Then—
BOOOOOOM!!!
A supernova of light and shadow detonated, hurling waves of destruction across the void. Suzan instantly raised a barrier, layers upon layers of divine seals forming to shield the onlookers. The shockwave struck with enough force to rattle even the barrier, sending cracks spiderwebbing across its surface.
When the light finally faded…
Planet 1000-A was gone.
No—what remained was a scorched, dying husk. The lush forests, the floating seas, the vibrant skies—all obliterated. Lava rivers coursed across blackened plains, the atmosphere burned away, the very crust torn apart.
Silence fell.
One of the elders rose to his feet, trembling. "Such… magnificence. I underestimated both of them. They've reached… near-mid Supreme stage, despite still being in Six Paths. Unbelievable."
Another elder scoffed, voice heavy with regret. "Comparable to Sunfire prodigies, perhaps… yet the Star Wheel denied them that fate. A pity."
"Hmph. One is cursed with body defects, the other bound by lesser destiny," a third muttered. "Two fallen stars."
Meanwhile, Reizan's lips curled into a grin. His eyes gleamed like fire. "Finally… opponents worthy of acknowledgment. This will be fun."
Suzan, however, only stared at his destroyed planet, fury boiling in his chest. My planet… turned to ash by these two monsters.
His gaze swept the scorched ruins. "A draw?" he murmured. Neither figure was in sight.
Then—
Rumble.
The blackened earth cracked open. A giant glowing green hand burst upward, tearing through the soil. Flesh and bone reconstructed slowly from scraps, disturbed by flickers of dark lightning.
At last, a head formed—Anon's face, bloodied but alive.
"Haaaah…" he breathed, chest heaving. He raised his eyes to the void sky where the stars now bled through. "I… win." His voice roared across the desolation. "If not for my secret technique, I'd have perished. But now… Lenma… I declare you one of the strongest Half-Supremes!"
His shout echoed like thunder.
Suzan appeared before him, eyes unreadable. Then he nodded.
"Congratulations, Anon Otsutsuki. You win this round."