Clearing the Field (Part 2)

A force of summoning far stronger than Madara himself—dozens, hundreds, even thousands of times stronger—burst forth from Susanoo and spread into the endless void.

When he saw Hashirama Senju begin his technique, he instinctively prepared to defend himself, only to find that nothing around him had changed. Only a heavy sense of danger weighed on his heart and refused to fade, leaving him deeply puzzled.

"What exactly did you do?" Hashirama drove the Wood Golem closer and shouted.

"You'll know soon enough!" Madara controlled Susanoo as it hacked apart the vines surging in from all sides, speaking with profound meaning.

Hashirama was about to ask again when he suddenly noticed that the torrential rain over Amegakure had stopped.

"What is that?" someone shouted in terror as they stared at the sky.

The crowd immediately saw a gigantic meteor tear through the clouds and plummet toward the battlefield.

It was the extraterrestrial meteor summoned by Madara.

No one could judge exactly how large the meteor was, but everyone scattered across the battlefield felt the same thing: they were all within its impact range, and there was no way to escape.

"Is this really something humans can fight?" someone muttered, their fighting spirit completely crushed by the terrifying meteor.

That was already a natural disaster, something beyond the scope of ninjutsu.

An atmosphere of despair rapidly spread across the battlefield. Many people instinctively gave up resisting, allowing White Zetsu to take the opportunity to kill them.

In just a moment, several thousand dispirited ninja and samurai were slaughtered by White Zetsu.

"What do we do? What do we do? What do we do?" Mei Terumi was so anxious that she was almost in tears.

The meteor was unimaginably huge, covering the entire battlefield. It was far beyond what human strength could possibly