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Chapter 50: Mangekyō Sharingan—The World

At the center of the battlefield, with Uchiha Tsukiko as the focal point, a rapidly expanding circular domain materialized, engulfing the entire battlefield.

In an instant, everything—the swirling dust, the howling wind, the enemy's movements, and the combined ninjutsu surging toward them—froze midair.

The entire world seemed to be pressed under the weight of an invisible hand, turning completely monochrome.

Time had stopped.

Uchiha Tsukiko stood in this frozen world, taking in everything around him.

His heart trembled—his awakened ocular power possessed the ability to halt time itself!

But that wasn't all—Tsukiko sensed an overwhelming force gathering behind him.

Turning around, he saw a colossal, statue-like figure standing tall at his back, exuding an aura of unstoppable dominance over the frozen world.

"So this is my ability..." Tsukiko murmured, feeling the presence of his Stand, "The World". At that moment, he understood the true extent of his newfound power.

"I see... I awakened none other than Dio Brando's 'The World'!"

There was no time to dwell on this revelation—Tsukiko needed to act immediately.

With a single thought, he and The World moved swiftly through the stillness.

With effortless ease, he grabbed Hyūga Ayane and Yamanaka Chinatsu, pulling them out of the path of the incoming combined ninjutsu and relocating them to a safe distance.

All of this transpired within frozen time, unfolding so seamlessly that it was as if he had never been in danger at all.

Then, Tsukiko and his Stand positioned themselves in a concealed spot, waiting for time to resume.

He looked around—the enemy shinobi were trapped mid-action, their faces frozen in expressions of arrogance, confidence, and impending triumph.

A cold smirk played across Tsukiko's lips—it was his turn to retaliate.

As time resumed its flow, the battlefield was once again filled with motion, color, and sound.

The numerous ninjutsu that had once surged through the air continued their trajectories, but something was missing—Tsukiko and his team were no longer in their intended path.

The enemy watched in shock as their supposedly unavoidable attack hit nothing but empty ground.

"What the hell?! They were right there a second ago!"

"How is this possible?! What just happened?!"

The enemy shinobi scanned the battlefield, their faces filled with disbelief and growing unease.

They had no idea how their perfectly laid trap had suddenly collapsed—how their targets, who had been on the brink of death, had somehow teleported away.

Meanwhile, Ayane and Chinatsu were just as stunned.

One moment, they had been staring death in the face—and the next, they were somewhere else, completely unharmed.

"Tsukiko, what just happened?" Hyūga Ayane asked, confusion evident in her voice.

Yamanaka Chinatsu, equally bewildered, added, "Did you... save us? But how?!"

Tsukiko didn't answer immediately. Instead, he smirked coldly, raising his gaze toward the enemy forces.

In their stunned silence, his Mangekyō Sharingan gleamed with a chilling light.

Tsukiko stepped forward, standing alone at the center of the battlefield, his piercing gaze sweeping over his foes like a blade to the throat.

"Are you prepared to meet your fate?" His voice was low, yet brimming with menace, a declaration of inevitable doom.

With his newly awakened Mangekyō Sharingan and The World, Tsukiko now held an unquestionable advantage—the power to shift the tides of battle in an instant.

His eyes burned with an insatiable battle hunger, his killing intent pressing down on his enemies.

This battle was no longer about survival—it was about retribution.

With his awakening, the battlefield had undergone a complete reversal—Tsukiko was now the predator, and his enemies, the prey.

Without hesitation, Tsukiko unleashed the second power of his Mangekyō Sharingan—

Susanoo.

A massive surge of chakra erupted from his body, sending shockwaves across the battlefield.

A colossal blue warrior began to form, its towering body radiating an aura of absolute dominance.

This was the Uchiha Clan's ultimate defense, the legendary guardian spirit Susanoo.

Encased within its impenetrable armor, Tsukiko had become an unstoppable force, an immortal warrior in the eyes of his trembling foes.

Enemy shinobi stared in horror at the monstrous being before them.

"What the hell is that?!"

"How can one man possess such overwhelming power?!"

"T-This is Susanoo… He's reached the level of Uchiha legends!"

Their voices trembled with dread, but Tsukiko wasn't about to give them time to process their fear.

His Mangekyō Sharingan blazed, and he once again activated the power of The World.

With a single command, time froze once more.

The battlefield turned black and white—enemy movements ceased, ninjutsu stalled midair, expressions of terror locked in place.

In this frozen world, Tsukiko moved like a god among insects.

Within seconds, he sliced through his enemies with precision, his chakra blade severing them before they even realized they were dead.

"THE WORLD!" Tsukiko silently invoked the name of his Stand, his hands executing their deadly purpose without hesitation.

With each stroke of his blade, an enemy fell.

With Susanoo's raw power and The World's control over time, he annihilated his foes with terrifying efficiency.

Jōnin, renowned warriors of the shinobi world—reduced to mere helpless victims under his blade.

As his relentless carnage unfolded, the number of surviving enemy shinobi dwindled rapidly.

The battlefield, once filled with confident warriors, now reeked of blood and despair.

Their pride, their ambitions, their so-called strength—all crumbled before Tsukiko's supremacy.

By the time time resumed, Tsukiko stood at the far end of the battlefield, his blade dripping with blood, his presence an omen of death.

Where once there had been over a hundred enemy shinobi, less than twenty remained.

Those who had miraculously survived stood frozen, their faces pale as ash.

"This… This isn't human… He's a demon…"

"We can't win… We have to run!"

Fear took hold of their minds, and the remaining shinobi scattered in terror, abandoning all pride and honor.

The once fearsome execution squad—now nothing more than broken men fleeing for their lives.

Watching the retreating figures, Tsukiko remained unmoved, his Mangekyō Sharingan still active, cold and ruthless.

Ayane and Chinatsu finally comprehended what had transpired.

Turning to Tsukiko, Ayane's voice trembled with awe. "Tsukiko… You… You really awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan…"

Chinatsu, her expression complex, whispered, "That was Susanoo, wasn't it? You… You truly possess power beyond human limits…"

Tsukiko finally let out a slow breath, his Mangekyō deactivating as he turned toward his teammates.

His expression was calm—but his voice carried an undeniable edge.

"We survived. We won. But this battle was a warning—"

"Next time, we must be even stronger."

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