It Got Out of Hand!

Obito stared at the sky-obscuring Susanoo Armor in mid-air, at the figure laughing maniacally amidst the blood-red light, at the ninjas and villagers below being slaughtered like ants, and felt only endless fear and regret.

He had personally opened Pandora's Box, and now he could never close it again.

The monster he had unleashed to eliminate threats had now become the greatest nightmare for the entire ninja world, including himself.

"Damn it..." Obito cursed under his breath, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

For the first time, his plan wavered, and he even began to doubt if his so-called "peace" was destined for such a destructive end from the very beginning.

Meanwhile, Genki's madness continued. The pitch-black Eight-Handled Sword was raised once more, and a new round of slaughter was about to begin.

Obito stood in the shadows, neither daring to step forward nor able to watch Genki completely destroy everything. He was caught in an unprecedented dilemma, his heart clutched tightly by immense fear, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Hahahahaha--!!"

Before the maniacal laughter had even faded, the cruelty in Uchiha Genki's eyes surged again.

He controlled the thousand-meter-tall, pitch-black Susanoo Armor, ignoring the scattered, powerless attacks around him. His giant hand, like dark clouds covering the sky, descended with world-destroying pressure directly towards Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was slumped on the ground, completely devoid of the will to resist.

Even before the Susanoo's giant hand fell, the terrifying wind pressure had already lifted surrounding debris, and the ground cracked with fine lines once more.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sat slumped in place, tears of blood streaming from his hollow eyes. The pain of seeing his own grandson die before him had drained all his strength, leaving him unable to even think of dodging. He could only numbly await the arrival of death.

"You won't get away with it!"

Jiraiya's eyes widened, veins bulging on his forehead.

He could no longer care about the consumption of Sage Art Chakra within him. He charged towards the Susanoo Armor with all his might, forming hand seals at lightning speed and roaring, "Sage Art: Needle Jizo!"

Countless white hairs imbued with Sage Art Chakra shot out like a torrential rain towards the Susanoo's giant hand, each one sharp enough to pierce steel.

Immediately after, he formed more seals, "Sage Art: Wind Style: Rasenshuriken!" A giant Rasenshuriken, wrapped in ferocious wind-attribute Chakra, slammed into the Susanoo's wrist, attempting to stop the fatal grab.

But these full-power Sage Art attacks were still like a stone sinking into the ocean.

The Needle Jizo struck the black armor, only producing crisp "ding-ding-dang" sounds before all breaking;

The violent energy unleashed by the Rasenshuriken only left a shallow white mark on the armor, failing to even pause the Susanoo's movement for half a second.

The Susanoo Armor's giant hand continued to descend steadily towards Sarutobi Hiruzen, the shadow of death completely engulfing the aged Hokage.

"Is it over?" A deep sense of powerlessness surged through Jiraiya's heart. Was even their last hope about to be crushed?

At this critical moment, Fukasaku on his shoulder suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse but filled with undeniable decisiveness. "Little Jiraiya, there's no time to hesitate! Use that move! Only that move might be able to temporarily restrain him!"

"That move?!" Jiraiya's body trembled, a flicker of light flashing in his eyes, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

He abruptly turned to Fukasaku, his tone urgent yet tinged with hope. "Yes! That move! Boss Fukasaku, Boss Shima, please!"

Fukasaku and Shima exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

The two leaped from Jiraiya's shoulders and landed on the ground, feet shoulder-width apart, hands slowly coming together.

Rich Sage Art Chakra surged from within them, and the surrounding natural energy gathered frantically, forming visible pale green currents that swirled around the two toads.

"Sage Art: Toad Vocalization: Toad Song!"

As Fukasaku and Shima shouted the technique's name in unison, both toads opened their mouths, and in the next second, countless noisy yet strangely rhythmic croaks erupted like a tidal wave!

These croaks were no longer ordinary calls but a genjutsu attack imbued with powerful Sage Art Chakra. The sound was extremely penetrating, like invisible blades, sweeping madly towards Uchiha Genki in mid-air.

Wherever the croaks passed, the surrounding Konoha ninjas couldn't help but cover their ears, feeling dizzy and disoriented;

Even Uchiha Obito in the distant shadows subconsciously furrowed his brow, circulating Chakra to resist the strange sound waves.

In mid-air, Uchiha Genki's body indeed faltered instantly!

The maniacal smile on his face froze, a flicker of confusion flashed in his crimson eyes, and his control over the Susanoo Armor also stopped.

The giant hand hovered less than three meters above Sarutobi Hiruzen's head, no longer descending—the genjutsu had taken effect!

"It worked!" Jiraiya rejoiced in his heart, his eyes burning with hope.

As long as Genki could be temporarily restrained, it would buy time to rescue Sarutobi Hiruzen and organize further defenses!

But this hope lasted only a moment before being utterly shattered by an even more terrifying force!

Just as Jiraiya was preparing to rush forward and pull Sarutobi Hiruzen away, the tens of thousands of soul phantoms behind Uchiha Genki, which had been motionless until then, suddenly raised their heads in unison and let out an extremely sharp, ghostly howl!

"AOOOOOO--!!!"

The ghostly howl was like a wail from hell, carrying endless pain and resentment. Its penetration far surpassed the croaks of the Toad Song.

The two sound waves collided violently in mid-air. With a loud "boom," the croaks were instantly suppressed and torn apart by the ghostly howl!

The surrounding air vibrated violently under the terrifying sound waves. Many ninjas coughed up blood, their eardrums aching unbearably.

To Jiraiya's disbelieving eyes, Fukasaku and Shima's bodies trembled violently, and they both spat out a large mouthful of blood. The blood splattered on the ground, dyeing a large area red.

Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper. The abundant Sage Art Chakra within them rapidly drained, and their expressions became withered and listless. Their bodies trembled slightly, clearly suffering severe damage from the genjutsu backlash.

"Those souls..." Fukasaku panted, his voice weak but filled with deep horror. "He has completely controlled them! He can use the power of all the souls he's devoured. Our genjutsu... is ineffective against him!"

Shima added weakly, "And... the resentment of those souls is too strong. The power they form... is simply not something we can contend with..."

"Hahahahaha--!!"

Uchiha Genki's confusion vanished instantly, replaced by an even more maniacal smile.

He completely broke free from the genjutsu's influence and resumed controlling the Susanoo Armor's giant hand. However, this time, instead of directly grabbing Sarutobi Hiruzen, he turned his attention towards Jiraiya, who looked on in despair.