"Shinobi Allied Forces, destroy all these roots!" Phantom Hand waved her hand, her pretty face brimming with heroic spirit as she gave the order.
"It's time to bring victory to Lord Yuu!"
"Charge! Destroy every last one of these roots!"
The Allied Forces shinobi roared one after another, their fighting spirit surging. Especially the shinobi from the other Four Great Shinobi Villages—victory was already right before their eyes.
They only needed to wait for Lord Yuu to defeat Uchiha Madara, and the war would be over. With Lord Yuu here, victory was certain!
In their hearts, the roots of this giant tree were all merits placed right before them. Now that Uchiha Madara was the only remaining threat, Lord Saiki Yuu might be ruthless, but he was renowned throughout the Shinobi World for rewarding and punishing fairly.
With enough merit, they could win more benefits for their villages.
The future of their villages rested on Lord Yuu's whim.
Earning more merit would certainly make Lord Yuu look more favorably upon their villages. In consideration of their contributions, Lord Yuu might even revive them.
Besides, even if they died, what was there to fear?
Under the command of their respective captains, the Allied Forces shinobi charged at the enormous roots in an orderly fashion.
Amid lightning, blazing flames, raging winds, colossal waves, and Rock Spears, thunderous explosions rang out without cease. The battlefield once again descended into a fierce stalemate.
Drip. Drip. Drops of water fell from above into the pooled water on the ground, sending ripples spreading outward.
This was a dark space.
Other than the sound of dripping water, there was no other sound.
"Where is this?" Naruto looked around at his surroundings in confusion.
He had clearly been among the Allied Shinobi Forces, cheering for his master's victory.