"Magnetic Release… it's actually Magnetic Release!"
"I actually awakened a Kekkei Genkai…"
Byakuya was momentarily stunned when he saw the ability he had just obtained.
This was the first time he had received a bloodline limit.
Was Magnetic Release powerful? Undoubtedly.
The Third Kazekage, who utilized Iron Sand via Magnetic Release, was revered as the most powerful Kazekage in history.
Even Rasa, the Fourth Kazekage, had gained his title due to his unique control over Gold Dust using the same Kekkei Genkai.
And now, by plunging Rasa into a spiral of intense negative emotions, Byakuya had somehow inherited Magnetic Release—an astonishing feat.
As he watched Sand shinobi fall one by one under Byakuya's assault, Rasa's fury erupted. Without hesitation, he activated his Magnetic Release once more.
"You bastard…! You'll pay for this!"
"Magnetic Release: Gold Dust Imperial Funeral!"
With a violent surge, shimmering granules of gold burst from the ground, swirling into the air like a sandstorm before condensing into razor-sharp spikes and projectiles. Buildings and stone outcroppings shattered under the force of the onslaught.
Yet Byakuya didn't flinch. Instead, he smirked.
"Perfect timing to test my new power…"
He raised one hand calmly.
"Cease."
In that instant, the cascade of gold screeched to a halt midair. The deadly projectiles froze, suspended unnaturally just inches from Byakuya's body.
"What…!?" Rasa's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What did you do!? Why is my Gold Dust… not responding!?"
Byakuya chuckled lightly.
"You want it back? Then take it!"
With a twist of his fingers, the captured Gold Dust surged backward, reshaping into glinting spears and lances under Byakuya's control. They flew at Rasa with brutal speed.
The Kazekage narrowly dodged, leaping aside as the spiked barrage tore through the battlefield.
"No… that's Magnetic Release! But how?!" he gasped.
Rasa's mind raced. The Sharingan was known to copy ninjutsu, but a Kekkei Genkai—especially one like Magnetic Release—should have been impossible to replicate.
"Did… the Sharingan copy even my bloodline limit…!?"
Byakuya's crimson eyes glimmered ominously.
"Heh… curious, aren't you?"
"But I'm not in the mood to explain."
"Magnetic Release: Golden Shigure!"
The Gold Dust around Byakuya condensed into dozens of small orbs that launched like bullets toward the Sand shinobi ranks.
"AAAAHHHHH!!"
One after another, the shinobi screamed as the merciless barrage tore through their defenses. Blood and sand mixed in the chaos.
"Enough!!" Rasa bellowed, flinging out a wall of Gold Dust to intercept the barrage.
But Byakuya's voice echoed with mockery.
"Still trying to use your Magnetic Release against me…?"
"That Gold Dust… already belongs to me."
Activating the dojutsu "Zōka Myōzō," Byakuya's Mangekyō Sharingan glowed violently.
A pulse of power erupted from his eye, and his control over the Gold Dust surged.
With a flick of his hand, even the sand under Rasa's command twisted, tore free from his control, and realigned under Byakuya's will.
"N-No… how can your Magnetic Release overpower mine?!"
His Gold Dust betrayed him again—drawn away, devoured by a stronger magnetic force.
Rasa gritted his teeth in disbelief.
This wasn't simple mimicry. Byakuya's magnetic force had evolved—refined by ocular power that transcended natural limits.
In the face of such overwhelming control, Rasa realized that he was no longer the master of Gold Dust on this battlefield.
Originally, it was already shocking enough for Rasa that Byakuya possessed the same Magnetic Release kekkei genkai as him.
But what truly stunned him was that Byakuya's control over Magnet Release was far more refined—so much so that he seized control of Rasa's own Gold Dust in an instant.
"Magnetic Release... what an extraordinary bloodline," Byakuya said coldly.
"You Sand shinobi should taste the despair of your own power!"
"Magnetic Release: Alluvial Gold Burial!"
Byakuya raised his hand, and the Gold Dust he had forcibly wrested from Rasa surged like a tsunami across the desert battlefield. In a land filled with sand and mineral-rich terrain, Magnet Release was even more devastating than usual.
Under Byakuya's command, golden grains swelled and swirled, crashing down like waves to swallow the Sand Ninja.
Panic erupted across the ranks.
"Aahhh—help!!"
"What's going on?!"
"Isn't that Lord Rasa's technique?!"
"Why is Gold Dust attacking us?!"
The Sand shinobi were in complete disarray. None of them could understand why their Kazekage's kekkei genkai was now slaughtering his own men.
Rasa clenched his fists in frustration, desperately trying to reclaim control of the Gold Dust.
"Tch... damn it!"
But no matter how he tried to manipulate it, the Gold Dust refused his chakra commands. Compared to Byakuya's Sharingan-enhanced magnetic control, Rasa's manipulation was clearly inferior. He had completely lost control.
At that moment, the entire Sand camp was on the verge of being buried in a golden avalanche.
BOOM!
ROOOOAAARR!!
A deafening explosion rocked the battlefield, followed by a monstrous bellow. A massive beast burst forth from the center of the camp—towering, tan-skinned, and cloaked in protective sand armor.
It was none other than Shukaku, the One-Tail.
With a mighty sweep of his massive clawed arm, Shukaku dispersed the approaching sand wave in one motion, unleashing a gust of raw chakra that leveled several tents and shattered the surrounding dunes.
The Sand shinobi gasped.
"That's—Shukaku!"
"The One-Tail has been unleashed!"
"We've summoned the Tailed Beast itself?!"
Even Byakuya paused at the sight of the rampaging tanuki-like creature.
"They actually deployed the Tailed Beast…?" he muttered, eyes narrowing.
Chiyo arrived moments later, hurried and breathless, still surrounded by chakra threads connected to her puppets. She ran to Rasa's side, alarmed by the chaos.
"Rasa! What's going on?! Why did your Gold Dust attack your own forces?!"
"I... I lost control," Rasa admitted grimly. "That Uchiha—he's using Magnetic Release. And not just that—his control is stronger than mine…"
Chiyo's eyes narrowed.
"An Uchiha who can use Magnetic Release…?"
Even for a veteran like her, it was an absurd revelation. But she quickly turned toward the battlefield, expression hardening as she laid eyes on Shukaku.
"Hmph. No matter who this Byakuya is... he's nothing in the face of a Tailed Beast."
"Now that we've unleashed Shukaku, we'll crush him. No one can stand against a Bijū."
She spoke with the certainty of someone who had witnessed Tailed Beasts end wars.
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