The torrential rain poured down.
The sound of something tearing through the air rang out.
Shuriken and other weapons flew in sparse volleys, their sharp edges glinting as they descended toward the Uchiha group together with the rain.
Clang, clang, clang—
Relying on their Sharingan, the Uchiha easily predicted where the thrown weapons would land, dodging or blocking them with their tachi.
"Too close!"
Nonō's expression turned wary. Relying on her instincts, she easily dodged a shuriken that skimmed past her cheek.
Everyone knew that this first volley was merely meant to open the battle.
"What are you waiting for? Let's attack together! These few people are as good as dead!!"
Seeing that someone had already made a move, the ninjas from the various factions, urged on by a warrior's shout, drew their kunai in unison by the thousands, preparing to launch another volley together.
Thousands of ninjas using throwing techniques.
They could absolutely turn the Uchiha into a sieve.
The ninjas had just drawn their kunai when they were horrified to discover that, not far away, the pupils of several people were gradually revealing Eight Thousand Spears Imprints.
"Damn it! Have you gone mad?"
A rogue-ninja leader cried out in terror. The subordinate behind him had gripped a kunai and stabbed it into his kidney, sending blood spraying everywhere.
"I'm sorry, my lord, I... I... I can't control myself!"
As he spoke, the subordinate's pupils flashed with Eight Thousand Spears Imprints. He drew another kunai and thrust it toward the rogue-ninja leader's buttocks.
"Aaaaah!!!"
For a time, within the temporary army formed by ten thousand ninjas, wails and cries of pain rose and fell one after another, filling the air without end.
Only around five hundred ninjas were being controlled by Ingetsu at full strength.
Their spirits were not