Uchiha Madara stood calmly.
The molten lava surging toward him…
In his eyes—
It was nothing.
Just a petty trick.
A cheap illusion performed by a street magician.
Not even worth acknowledging.
And Madara had every right to be arrogant. His words weren't empty boasting—he truly had the strength to prove them.
Sharingan—
Fully unleashed!
In an instant, flames far more terrifying than molten lava erupted, blazing into existence out of thin air to clash against Akainu's attack!
Before everyone's disbelieving eyes, not only was the lava dispersed yet again—Akainu himself was forced to take a step back, retreating to avoid the searing edge of Madara's fire.
The sight was like a meteor crashing into the earth, sending shockwaves through everyone's hearts.
"Uchiha Madara is that strong?! After two direct clashes, not only is he unharmed, but Akainu actually took the loss? How is this possible!?"
"I never thought… that the mighty Akainu would be pushed back like this!"
"Am I dreaming? If Madara alone is this powerful, then how terrifying would it be if his captain fought personally?"
The entire battlefield was shaken.
After all, this was Akainu—the man chosen by the Five Elders themselves, the future Fleet Admiral of the Marines.
A man destined to be unmatched.
The strongest of the Admirals.
A monster whose molten power had crushed countless foes.
Yet—
Such a man…
Had now been forced back, not once, but twice, by Uchiha Madara!
The Marines watching didn't know what to believe anymore.
Was Akainu too weak?
Or was Uchiha Madara simply too strong?
Or… was this all some kind of illusion, a cruel trick being played on them?
But no one was more shaken than Akainu himself.
Two defeats in quick succession—it was something the Admiral, famed for his iron will, had never experienced before.
He gritted his teeth, disbelief twisting his face.
"How… how can this be?"
"Don't tell me—you're a Devil Fruit user as well?!"
He couldn't understand it.
Where had Uchiha Madara gotten such a flame?
A fire hotter, fiercer, and more absolute than magma itself?
It should be impossible.
For decades, Akainu had believed his lava was unrivaled—the strongest flame in existence.
Even the Four Emperors didn't dare claim they could withstand it head-on.
And yet—
That last attack…
His strongest move…
Had been burned away by Madara's flames.
The very element he had mastered, the power he prided himself on, had been utterly crushed.
His confidence cracked. His expression twisted.
This—this was something he could never have imagined.
And yet, Madara didn't even look impressed.
To him, it wasn't anything worth boasting about.
It was simply natural.
"Akainu, Akainu…"
Madara's lips curled into a mocking smile, his voice carrying the same absolute confidence that Kronos so often displayed.
"You really think your lava is the strongest flame?"
He chuckled coldly.
"When it comes to fire—"
"I am unmatched!"
"And you—" Madara's crimson eyes glared with disdain—"you're nothing but a step behind!"
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