'Relying on Susanoo, it's impossible to defeat him. I can only try the special Dojutsu of this Mangekyo.' The Mangekyo Pattern in Madara's eyes spun violently. While using Genjutsu again, the true killing move was already brewing.
Amaterasu!
Pitch-black flames ignited without warning on Setsuna's arm, clinging on like persistent parasites.
Even if the Genjutsu only affected the opponent for an instant, that instant was enough for Amaterasu to strike.
However, Setsuna merely glanced down at the black flames on his arm, slightly raising an eyebrow: "That's it?"
He shook his arm, his tone full of disappointment: "The legendary [Sun's Flame], its temperature is only at this level?"
The black flames burned fiercely, yet Setsuna's expression showed not a hint of pain, as if looking at ordinary fire.
Of course, Setsuna also knew Amaterasu's temperature couldn't be that high.
In the original work, Karin was burned for a long time, yet her clothes weren't even fully burnt… showing how useless it was.
"Aside from the 'inextinguishable' characteristic, it poses no real threat." Setsuna moved his arm. The black flames danced with his motion, instead resembling black flame gauntlets wrapped around his fists.
"Since you like to set fires..." Setsuna smiled slightly, his figure abruptly vanishing.
Madara's pupils contracted sharply, instantly sensing danger.
He hurriedly controlled the Susanoo to raise a hand to block, but Setsuna's figure had already appeared before him.
Boom!
The fist wrapped in black flames heavily struck the Susanoo's armor.
The armor shattered. Black flames seeped in through the cracks.
"Damn it!" Madara's expression was extremely unpleasant. Fugaku's Mangekyo didn't possess the ability to manipulate Amaterasu. And with his aged body, he couldn't ignore the black flames like Setsuna.
"Fire Sealing Method." Pitch-black seals instantly covered the Susanoo, forcibly sealing the infiltrating black flames.
But in the instant he was distracted sealing the flames, Setsuna's next punch had already smashed into the Susanoo's core.
Boom!
The Complete Body Susanoo's chest was forcibly pierced through. Madara violently spat a mouthful of blood, his body sent flying backwards.
"Indeed, old age is just old age." Setsuna sighed, shaking his arm. The black flames still burned but didn't affect his movements at all.
He would have preferred Madara was currently in an Edo Tensei body. That way, perhaps he could have used his full strength.
'Damn it, if it were my younger body, if I still had the Rinnegan...' A flash of unwillingness crossed Madara's eyes, but was soon replaced by madness.
"Since that's the case..." Madara abruptly looked up, the corners of his mouth curling into a ferocious smile. "Then let's die together."
Rumble-
The sky abruptly darkened, and Kirigakure's Ninjas looked up in terror.
They saw the clouds parting. A massive meteor descended from the sky, carrying an aura of destruction.
"Me... meteor?"
"How is that possible?"
"Is a god going to destroy Kirigakure?"
Amid the despairing cries, Madara laughed wildly.
"This is the final Dojutsu I sealed within my own body before transplanting the Rinnegan to Nagato. Now, let it send us on our final journey."
Madara laughed heartily. He had long planned his own death and did not fear the arrival of the destined moment.
The meteor blotted out the sky, its shadow enveloping all of Kirigakure. Despair spread continuously among the crowd.
Mei, who had just rescued Genji and the others from the prison, stared blankly at the sky, her eyes full of confusion.
"Is this also combat between Ninja?" Mei hadn't yet realized the fear of death, only feeling this was completely different from what was taught at the Ninja Academy.
'Facing such power, were things like intelligence, traps, and concealment really useful?'
Yagura looked up in despair: "Such power is simply impossible to resist!"
Genji made a decision as fast as possible: "Quick, have all Earth Release users dig underground shelters. The deeper, the better."
Hearing Genji's command, the Kirigakure's Ninjas seemed to find a backbone, quickly taking action.
Although they didn't know if this would work, at least they couldn't just wait for death.
While the Kirigakure below engaged in self-rescue, Setsuna tilted his head, looking at Madara: "Do you really think this power can kill me?"
The Uchiha's signature mad laughter stopped, and Madara snorting coldly: "I don't expect this meteor to directly crush you. But the Land of Water has over a hundred active volcanoes. The chain reaction from a meteor destroying the Land of Water would be enough to completely annihilate beings like us."
"In that case, I suppose I should take it a bit more seriously." Setsuna twisted his neck, his internal energy skyrocketing. "Opening, Healing, Life, Pain, Limit, View... Sage Mode."
The next second, his figure transformed into a streak of white light, shooting straight into the sky.
First punch, the meteor's surface cracked.
Second punch, cracks spread to the core.
Third punch, fourth punch, fifth punch… Setsuna's fist shadows poured down like a storm.
Each punch carried destructive power. The meteor's volume visibly shrank.
Finally, the last punch struck out.
The entire meteor shattered into countless small meteorites, raining down towards the ground.
"Kamehameha… Maximum Power!"
A blue-white energy beam shot forth from Setsuna's palm, enveloping all the small meteorites.
When the light faded, the meteor shower only left behind swirling dust, shimmering with fine light under the sun, scattering like snowflakes.
Kirigakure's Ninjas stared dazedly at the sky, as if witnessing a divine miracle.
A moment later, someone murmured: "G-god..."
Immediately after, a wave of fanatic shouts erupted.
"A god has descended!"
"It was Chiaki Setsuna who saved Kirigakure!"
"He is practically a God!"
Witnessing this scene, Madara's body slowly collapsed.
He stared fixedly at Setsuna, blood continuously trickling from his mouth, yet he still managed a ferocious smile: "You won this battle. But wait. I will soon be revived from hell. Then you will witness my true, full power."
"Alright, alright, I know, I know." Setsuna nodded as if pacifying a child, also not having the idea to completely destroy Madara's body.
With Madara's cautiousness, he definitely prepared a body sufficient for Edo Tensei in advance.
"Before the plan begins, I can finally go see Hashirama..." A smile curled at Madara's mouth. He had lived this long… this time, he had won.
Setsuna looked rather regretfully at his black flame gauntlets. Although they looked good, his clothes couldn't withstand Amaterasu's burning.
Setsuna took a deep breath, manipulating his skin's keratin layer to regenerate, then abruptly waved his arm, pulling his arm out of the old skin as if removing a glove.
Setsuna descended from the sky. Under the Kirigakure crowd's god-like gazes, he asked: "Should the peace talks continue?"
"Peace talks?" The Third Mizukage finally regained consciousness, rubbing his temples. His memory seemed to still be stuck from long ago. But judging from Setsuna's forehead protector, his identity wasn't hard to determine. "A mere Konoha's Ninja, how dare..."
Before he finished speaking, all the Kirigakure's Jonin swarmed forward, covering his mouth. Those who couldn't squeeze in bowed and nodded: "Peace talks, peace talks, definitely peace talks. Rest assured, if Mizukage-sama isn't clear-headed yet, we'll definitely make Mizukage-sama see reason."