Raikage A had barely put away the scroll when another change erupted at the distant battlefield where Hashirama and Madara were fighting. From so far away, they could not see the True Several Thousand Hands or the complete Susanoo clearly, but the meteor falling from the sky was impossible to miss.
Even the clouds along the meteor's path had been scorched red!
The shinobi who had been cheering over Izuna's sealing froze at once. The Sensor Ninja in particular went weak in the knees. Judging from the chakra fluctuations, they could determine that the meteor had been created by Madara's technique.
Clang!
A weapon fell to the ground!
Fear was contagious. When the first shinobi broke down and failed to hold onto his weapon, letting it fall to the ground, the negative emotion known as terror swiftly swept through the Allied Shinobi Forces' position. Everyone imagined what they could do besides wait for death if Madara, standing in the middle of the battlefield, suddenly summoned a meteor.
Though the tall were supposed to hold up the sky when it fell, the Allied Shinobi Forces suddenly lost their usual confidence in their own Kage. Everyone stood with their mouths agape, utterly unaware that cold sweat had soaked their backs.
"Is this... the enemy... we're about to face?"
"This can even be called ninjutsu?"
"Are you kidding me? How could we possibly win?!"
Watching the meteor in the distance, which nearly blotted out the sky, the shinobi felt as though all their strength had been drained away, leaving only despair. The enormous meteor had not fallen upon their heads, yet it cast a shadow over their hearts and left everyone too oppressed to breathe.
It was not only the ordinary shinobi. Even the Four Kage fell silent one after another, their faces