"Little Sun Minato Namikaze really lived up to his name. He was incredible."
The spectators cheered, and the Ability Users on the battlefield were equally thrilled. These Doomsdays had been far too troublesome—no matter how they were killed, they refused to stay dead. Now that Minato Namikaze and Rin Nohara had joined forces to take out so many Doomsdays, dealing with the rest would be much easier.
Queen Jupiter was equally delighted. Without outside interference, she was confident she could kill King Balam. Not to mention, their side currently held the advantage.
King Balam, on the other hand, was beginning to panic. He hurriedly asked, "Lord Sithorn, how did things turn out like this? Is there any way to turn the situation around?"
Chthon did not answer. His expression was grim, as was Conqueror Kang's. Neither of them had expected Minato Namikaze to hit them this hard. They had underestimated him far too much.
"I never expected Minato Namikaze to be able not only to condense Small Spaces, but to manipulate them freely as well."
Chthon sighed. "Minato Namikaze is not far from becoming a Skyfather. If we fail to kill him this time, then the next time we meet, he will probably already be a Skyfather."
"He will not live to see a next time. Neither will those Ninjas. Every last one of them must die."
Conqueror Kang gritted his teeth. He had once been an extremely calm scientist, but after dying once, he had become prone to anger—well, and a bit petty. Those Ninjas had humiliated him again and again. How could he possibly endure that?
"Mister Kang, we must find a way to salvage this battle. Otherwise, we are doomed to lose."
Chthon said, "Send the warships over. On one hand, the warships themselves possess formidable firepower.