As Madara Uchiha ran, the entire earth shook beneath him.
Balthazar could not suppress a cry of astonishment.
"Th-they're so much stronger than the ninjas we saw last time."
Balthazar had fought in the previous war against Hell. Some of the ninjas back then had been powerful, but to him, they had only been impressive. As Merlin's disciple, he had his pride. If he stopped worrying about his surroundings, he could cast a terrifying spell capable of destroying a town.
But the power Madara Uchiha displayed today far exceeded Balthazar's expectations. Worse, Madara made that terrifying slash look effortless, as though it had been nothing more than an ordinary attack. Even with a full reserve of magic, Balthazar could use his own trump card only a few times.
Charlotte had no idea what Balthazar was thinking. Otherwise, he would have told him that Madara Uchiha could fight at full strength like this for three days and three nights.
After all, Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju had once fought for three days and three nights in the Valley of the End, each determined to kill the other. Balthazar's jaw would have hit the floor if he knew.
On the battlefield.
Madara Uchiha wielded his Complete Body Susanoo, its enormous blue scimitar cutting down the Demon Lords still clinging to life. He killed every last one.
Once all the Demon Lords were dead, Madara Uchiha saw that yet another sizable horde of Hell Demons had poured out. The smile vanished from his face, replaced by an icy stare. With Demons coming without end, how long was he supposed to keep killing them?
"I, Madara Uchiha, do not sit back and defend!"
Madara roared and charged toward the boundary between the two worlds. He crushed countless Demons underfoot, then drove his Complete Body