As the Allied Forces Commander, Shamu
had been flying through the sky the entire time, heading wherever the crowds were thickest.
Even if all he did was throw a few Lightning Spears, it was still a tremendous boost to morale.
Minato flew over to Shamu's side and gave him a look.
Shamu looked in that direction and spotted a large group of White Zetsu. One of them seemed slightly off.
"Obito?" Shamu asked quietly.
Minato nodded faintly. "He's been getting closer to Kakashi. He's probably preparing to make a move on him."
Shamu stopped rushing around to put out fires and continuously sensed the Flying Thunder God mark on Kakashi.
Waiting for Kakashi to be captured.
Kakashi had improved tremendously recently and was still handling himself with ease amid the White Zetsu.
After obtaining the short blade Shamu had brought him, his combat strength had risen to another level.
White flashes of blade light swept through the battlefield, and White Zetsu would always clutch their throats and collapse.
Of course, Kakashi was not like Sasuke, who quickly exhausted his stamina. He knew a war like this would not end overnight.
So he conserved his strength as well.
After capturing quite a few White Zetsu, Kakashi had also met his father several times.
Both his mindset and swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds.
There was not the slightest bit of hesitation in his attacks.
His blade skills were advancing at a terrifying pace.
The Hatake clan's swordsmanship required an unwavering, forward-driving conviction.
Only by freeing one's heart of all burdens could one forge ahead with fearless determination.
Although Kakashi was already doing very well, he was still thinking about stopping Obito.
Kakashi's heart suddenly skipped a beat as two White Zetsu pounced at him from ahead.
The one on the