Damn it!
His targets were Chiba and Yukina!
Black flame trails that curved through the air flashed in his eyes as Hirohiko strained to look behind himself.
But aside from the flame trails curving at an unhurried pace in the corner of his vision, he could see nothing at all.
At this moment, he was still half-crouched beside Chiba. Although he had immediately turned around when Yukina cried out, angling his body toward the long black flame arrows attacking from behind, widening his field of view somewhat and allowing Susanoo to manifest—one arm diagonally catching the arrows while its other fist slammed toward Uchiha Nobuhiko—he still could not see the black flame arrows that curved beneath Susanoo's arm, the arrows that had gone around beneath the left arm that had originally been catching arrows before retracting when Susanoo threw its other arm's punch.
After all, he was now like everyone else, enveloped by that sense of restraint that seemed disconnected from reality, unable to move at all!
And in his current state, all his Susanoo could do was attack within his visible range, such as against Uchiha Nobuhiko's current assault.
He could not stop them! Damn it! Just a little more, just a little more!
Yet even though he could not see them, he could imagine the countless tiny black flame arrows bypassing his Susanoo and raining down toward the immobile Chiba and Yukina behind him.
And perhaps because it was his first time using it, his Susanoo's range could only cover half of Chiba's body behind him; it could not protect Yukina on the other side.
It even only covered Chiba's upper body, leaving his lower body exposed to the attack.
And these black flame arrows were undoubtedly formed from Amaterasu's flames. Once Chiba and Yukina were touched by