Whew...
The night wind swept by, gradually dispersing the pungent smoke from the explosions.
Cold moonlight spilled over Obito's billowing robe, making him seem unreal as he floated in midair, as though he existed somewhere between illusion and reality.
The aura around him had also grown increasingly strange, filling everyone with a deep, instinctive unease.
"How... how is this possible?!"
Despair appeared on the Third Hokage's face.
The Third Tsuchikage, Fourth Kazekage, Fourth Raikage, and the others beside him were equally shocked.
In their eyes, given the power of the Second Hokage's Mutual Multiplication Explosive Tags, even if it could not kill Obito outright, it should have wounded him. At the very least, it ought to have left some mark on him.
Yet reality was brutally cruel. Despite that ferocious explosion, Obito remained completely unharmed. Even his robe had not suffered the slightest damage.
"Still completely unharmed..."
Kakashi looked dejected.
Shinobi did not fear death, but they feared despair. And Obito, who was as powerful as a god before their eyes, made them feel despair without even realizing it!
Elsewhere.
Orochimaru's pupils contracted as he said quietly, "It looks like we need to prepare an escape route."
Jiraiya immediately said anxiously, "Retreat? The village is behind us. Where can we even retreat to?"
Tsunade sighed. "If even the Ninja World is destroyed, where could we possibly retreat to?"
Orochimaru's face darkened, and for a long while, he could not say a word.
The situation now differed from past wars. In the past, conflicts had only been between shinobi clans, or between shinobi villages. The defeated could survive by ceding territory, signing treaties, or even fleeing to another country.
But the Fourth Shinobi World War launched by the Akatsuki was clearly not for supremacy over the Ninja World. This time, the