In an instant.
Yes, from the moment that pseudo Nine-Tails appeared at Konoha's edge to the moment it was split in two by an azure blade of light descending from the sky and dispersed into a torrent of Chakra... less than ten seconds had passed!
Fast! So fast that people's thoughts could barely keep up! So fast that Konoha's defense forces had not even fully deployed their formation! So fast that Jiraiya was still holding the hand seals for his Summoning Jutsu!
That "final trump card," powerful enough to threaten all of Konoha, forcing Jiraiya himself to prepare for battle and perhaps even requiring Naruto or Sasuke to divert their attention and return to help—the last card carrying Urashiki's final scheme and hope of escape... had been so casually, as though brushing away dust, instantly... destroyed?!
On the cliff, Boruto's mouth hung open, while Satsuki's eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment.
At Konoha's edge, Jiraiya's hand seals froze in midair, Kakashi's dead-fish eyes went round, and every Jonin and Anbu standing ready seemed to have been struck by a paralysis technique.
Yet the person most shaken was none other than Otsutsuki Urashiki on the main battlefield.
A bone-chilling cold made even his mutated body tremble slightly. His limbs turned icy.
This era... this village he had regarded as a "nest of inferior monkeys"... just what kind of monsters was it hiding?!
The pseudo Nine-Tails had weight to it. Though it was only a replica, the purity and quantity of the Kurama Chakra he had injected into it meant that its actual combat strength was not much inferior to that of a wild Tailed Beast!
And yet such a creation had been casually cut down... as easily as slicing tofu?
His only path to survival, his final bargaining chip for