"Roar!!!"
The Ten-Tails roared once more, as though charging up this ultimate creation.
The dark sphere within its abyssal maw abruptly collapsed inward for an instant. Then, the dark-purple arcs of electricity winding across its surface flared brilliantly!
It was about to fire!
Time across the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.
The Allied Forces shinobi wore only blankness and numbness in the face of impending doom.
Every gaze was firmly seized by that world-destroying orb hanging in the sky.
Only the Collector, suspended atop a stone throne in the void, was different.
Minamoto Takuya's Wood Clone maintained its lazy posture, one hand propping up its cheek.
Behind the mask, his gaze calmly swept over the black sphere radiating an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.
The energy fluctuations that could drive Kage-level experts into despair still seemed unable to disturb him.
He even slightly adjusted his crossed legs, as if finding a more comfortable angle from which to watch.
That posture was so indifferent it bordered on cruelty.
He merely watched quietly as the apocalyptic energy accumulated in the Ten-Tails' mouth until it reached its peak.
He watched the beings below, like ants, struggle futilely before absolute power.
He waited for the final light of destruction to bloom and drive this "good show" toward its climactic moment of Annihilation.
The next moment, the Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb erupted and shot toward Minamoto Takuya.
Faced with that ultimate Tailed Beast Bomb capable of annihilating all things, the desert battlefield fell into absolute silence.
Before the eyes of the masses, the Collector reclining against the stone throne finally moved.
He retained that same lazy posture, not even lowering the hand supporting the side of his face.
His free right hand rose casually, the movement smooth and natural, as if he were