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Chapter 37: Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame
Through constant practice, Ronin had compressed the time needed for 44 seals to the limit.
His hands became a blur. In less than four seconds, the sequence was complete!
Massive amounts of Chakra gathered in his mouth—enough to drain nearly half of his total reserves.
And this was while boosted by Milia's rented aura.
This was a B-Rank Jutsu. A complete, uncompromised B-Rank offensive technique that he unleashed regardless of the cost!
Nen users had a limit on their MOP (Maximum Output Power). Even the strongest users couldn't release all their aura in a single instant.
In Ronin's memory, only Chairman Netero achieved a near-instantaneous dump of all his aura.
That move was the Zero Hand.
A strike that contained Netero's life force.
But Ninjutsu didn't have this restriction. While a single jutsu wouldn't drain a ninja dry instantly (usually), the explosive power could infinitely approach that "all-out" state.
Specifically:
Ronin's normal MOP was around 700.
Combined with Cherry Blossom Impact, he could burst up to 1,500.
But that was the limit.
Compared to his potential capacity of 8,400, that punch only used about one-sixth of his aura.
Expanding this limit would take untold amounts of training.
Even with Milia's rented aura, his burst cap remained around 1,500. The extra aura mostly provided stamina.
But Ninjutsu was different.
The more Chakra you poured in, the stronger the attack. There was no "output valve" restricting it.
Currently, with Milia's aura converted, Ronin had about 23,500 Chakra.
The Jutsu he just cast consumed roughly 13,000 Chakra in an instant!
The power of this strike was roughly ten times that of his combined Big Bang/Cherry Blossom punch!
Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!
The Chakra condensed into scorching flames, expelled from Ronin's mouth in a single breath!
The fire instantly transformed into a massive firestorm, turning the ring into a sea of flames.
Uvogin, standing directly in its path, was swallowed whole.
The wall of fire surged toward the audience, stopped only by the edge of the massive 227th-floor arena.
In the stands, some people couldn't sit still anymore.
Two figures leaped out from the crowd, skirting the edge of the flames. Ignoring the terrified spectators fleeing backward, they charged along the wall toward Ronin.
Ronin glanced at them. He recognized them instantly.
The man with his hand on his katana was Nobunaga.
The petite woman with pink hair running expressionlessly was Machi.
Ronin also felt pressure from behind him. He was being targeted.
He didn't need to look to know it wasn't Shalnark. It was Franklin, who had come with Machi.
Milia had warned him about this.
Franklin, an Emitter, specialized in medium-to-long-range attacks.
This meant Nobunaga and Machi's attacks would likely land after Franklin's barrage.
Having cast the Majestic Destroyer Flame, Ronin's hands were free as the Chakra left his body.
He formed a cross seal.
Another Ronin appeared behind him.
The clone immediately formed seals.
Earth Style: Earth Shore Return!
Stone slabs flipped up from the ground, only to be instantly riddled with holes. Bang! Bang! Bang!
It was Franklin's attack, just as predicted!
Nen bullets rained down from the stands, tearing through the spectators blocking the line of sight and shredding the rising stone walls.
However, in that instant, Franklin—standing on the high platform with his fingertips cut off to form machine guns—felt a sudden crisis.
He dodged instinctively, sweeping his line of fire as he moved.
He saw a young man with an inverted-V hairstyle dodging his bullets with incredible speed.
Franklin frowned. The man's aura was strong—strong enough to feel like an equal.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a small hole where he had just been standing. He became cautious.
Did Ronin prepare helpers in the shadows?
With such backup, no wonder he dared to accept Uvogin's challenge.
Meanwhile, Nobunaga and Machi had reached the edge of the ring near Ronin. But before they could attack, Ronin crouched and slammed both hands onto the ground.
Earth Style: Earth Flow River!
Injecting Chakra into the ground, the floor and the wall Nobunaga and Machi were running on turned into a flowing river of mud.
Caught off guard, the two lost their footing and sank into the mud.
A strange force pulled them toward the center of the ring.
Machi waved her hand, shooting Nen threads into nearby spectators.
Using the spectators as anchors, she pulled herself free, stepping on their bodies to escape the mud.
By this time, Ronin had leaped off the ring and was sprinting toward the exit tunnel.
As for Uvogin on the stage... the flames of the Majestic Destroyer Flame hadn't fully cleared. Ronin didn't know if the attack had killed him.
He didn't have time to check.
The mercenaries and Hunters he hired with high fees could stall Franklin and the others, but Ronin didn't expect them to stop the Troupe completely.
For the money he paid, they wouldn't fight to the death.
Especially since the hires were Association Temps and mercenaries—experts at doing the bare minimum.
When trading with Wesley, Ronin had spotted his bodyguard, Usamen.
As a future member of Beyond Netero's Dark Continent expedition, Usamen was undoubtedly strong.
So, using Usamen to block the Troupe was the best choice.
Usamen also brought a surprise: he connected Ronin with a mercenary group (Muherr's group) to provide security.
Ronin happily agreed.
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