The mysterious powerhouse roared, and the surrounding airflow turned violent. The clouds above Konoha became pitch-black and restless, dark clouds churning until the entire sky was swallowed by darkness.
The Wolf Fang Club whistled through the air as it swung. Using Flame Cloud to leap into the air, the mysterious powerhouse intended to smash down with another crushing blow. But the instant he jumped, lightning mixed with blade light slashed toward him.
He blocked the incoming attack with one arm, but in the next instant, Moriyue vanished into the Black Mist again.
Squelch~ Squelch~
Wails of ghosts and howls of wolves accompanied shattered blade fragments as they slashed toward the mysterious powerhouse. A faint pain came from his soul. It truly hurt, but he could endure it.
Suspended in midair, the mysterious powerhouse had nothing to push off from. However, he could freely switch between his strength and speed forms, allowing them to compensate for one another. Flames wrapped around him as he transformed into a giant flame dragon once more.
The blazing flames burned as a layer of fire rose around the mysterious powerhouse. The soul shards unleashed by countless tiny vengeful spirits, along with the ghosts attacking him, were all incinerated.
Flames—no, magma—directly covered the mysterious powerhouse's body, forcefully forming a suit of molten armor around him!
High temperature was the best weapon. Simply existing here was enough to make it effective. Massive drops of magma, several times larger than the mysterious powerhouse himself, fell onto the beach. Against such a colossal creature, forget injuring it—it was difficult even to get close.
"Th-this... flames can be used like that...?" The Konoha ninjas were practically incoherent. The mysterious powerhouse's use of flames had opened their eyes, but this was not the time to stand around in shock. Water Release