Genki stood at Susanoo's brow, the Nine Magatama Sharingan coldly watching the destruction below.
He could clearly feel countless souls wailing and struggling in the black hole. He could feel the despair of those who had once betrayed and slaughtered others, yet his heart remained unmoved.
He thought of his mother, Hazuki, resolutely shielding him with her own body. He thought of his sister, Izumi, gently urging him on. He thought of the blood and despair of the night his clan was massacred—all these pains cut far deeper than the wails of the Shinobi World now.
"Mother, Sister, wait for me a little longer," Genki murmured, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly. "Once I've brought all this to an end, I'll come find you. No matter how many parallel universes I have to shatter, no matter the price, I'll bring you back to life."
Time passed, and the terrain of the entire Shinobi World was disappearing at a frightening pace.
The once-prosperous Shinobi World was gradually swallowed by the black hole, until nothing remained but a distorted, empty void.
The black hole in Susanoo's palm slowly contracted, eventually turning into a wisp of dark energy that Susanoo absorbed and refined.
Genki controlled Susanoo as it slowly descended, landing on a vast, utterly empty stretch of land.
This had once been the heart of the Shinobi World. Now, only endless darkness and silence remained.
Susanoo's body began to slowly disintegrate, turning into countless particles of black chakra that dispersed into the air.
Genki fell from Susanoo's brow, his dark red robe flapping in the wind. He raised his head and gazed toward the horizon, the Nine Magatama Sharingan shining with unwavering resolve.
The Shinobi World had been utterly destroyed.
The hatred had been utterly ended.
From now on, his sole goal was to bring his mother and sister back to life.
Genki slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the Nine Magatama Sharingan blazed with dazzling light—he would open a space-time passage and travel to parallel universes, searching for a way to bring his family back.
Even if endless darkness and the unknown lay ahead, even if he had to defy the laws of every parallel universe, he would never back down.
"Wait for me, Mother, Sister."
Genki's voice echoed across the empty land. Then his body became a streak of black light, shooting into the space-time rift in the sky and vanishing from sight.
All that remained was a thoroughly lifeless void, bearing witness to the end of the Shinobi World and carrying the deepest, most unwavering obsession of a man driven by revenge.
The shockwave from the blue Tailed Beast Bomb explosion had yet to dissipate when the Ten-Tails' colossal Tailed Beast Bomb burst out of the energy vortex like a ferocious beast breaking free of its chains!
Scarlet lightning raged across the black sphere's surface. Its trajectory, which had been held back by the Eight-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb, corrected itself in an instant. With even more terrifying force than before, it bore down on the Allied Forces' position—the explosion of eight blue Tailed Beast Bombs had only slowed it for a moment, without even breaking through the energy barrier around its surface!
"Pfft—!" Killer B's Eight-Tails was hurled away by the shockwave. One of its heads was badly wounded, its blue chakra fluctuating violently as large amounts of raw Tailed Beast Chakra spilled from its mouth.
"Damn... this thing's way too tough!" He did everything he could to gather another Tailed Beast Bomb and stop it, but his chakra had already grown sluggish after that last outburst. He couldn't keep up with the Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb at all.
Shikamaru stood on a dirt mound, his fingers frozen in the middle of forming Hand Seals. Beneath his green forehead protector, his brows knitted into a tight frown as cold sweat ran down his face.
He could clearly sense that the Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb contained far more energy than they had estimated. The double-layered Earth Style Wall they had just built probably wouldn't last a second!
"Everyone! Reinforce the Earth Style Walls with everything you've got! Don't hold back any chakra!" His shout exploded through the Mental Network, betraying a hint of urgency—a rare moment of panic in a life spent calmly strategizing.
The shinobi in the Allied Forces' ranks were already fighting with everything they had. At his command, they poured every last bit of chakra into the Earth Style Walls.
The barriers, which had glimmered with a pale yellow light, instantly grew heavier. The patterns across their surfaces became more distinct, but against the unstoppable black Tailed Beast Bomb, it was all still hopelessly futile.
"Crack—!!!"
The Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb slammed into the first Earth Style Wall. Black energy surged across it like a rising tide, and spiderweb cracks instantly spread across the thick earthen barrier. The cracks widened rapidly, and the next moment, the wall collapsed with a roar, disintegrating into a rain of dirt and stone.
The Tailed Beast Bomb continued forward without slowing, crashing straight into the second Earth Style Wall. The same scene unfolded again—the defenses built through the combined efforts of tens of thousands of shinobi were as flimsy as paper before such destruction.
Despair descended over the entire Allied Forces' position.
Some shinobi trembled with fear, while others desperately brandished their ninja tools in a futile attempt to fight back. But they couldn't even get close to the Tailed Beast Bomb before the energy shockwave surrounding it flung them away and vaporized them.
On the battlefield, dust blotted out the sky. The stench of blood mingled with the raging chakra to form a suffocating gloom, and every inch of air shuddered beneath the Ten-Tails' oppressive presence.
Ino Yamanaka knelt in the muddy earth, both knees sunk deep into the blood-soaked ground. Her hands remained locked in the Hand Seals for the Mental Network, her fingertips white from straining so hard. Dirt and dried blood were even wedged beneath her fingernails.
Beads of sweat poured from her brow like water from a broken dam, running down her pallid cheeks and splashing into the mud, where they vanished at once. Her hair was drenched with sweat and clung to her neck, bringing a bone-deep chill.
"Gah—!"
The strain of her severely overtaxed mind drew a stifled groan from Ino. Her temples throbbed, and it felt as though thousands of steel needles were stabbing into her brain at once. Darkness flickered at the edges of her vision.
She could clearly sense her mental energy rapidly running dry. The pale purple threads of mental energy, once taut and fine, now shook like a spiderweb in a gale. Fine cracks spread quickly along them, and some could no longer bear the strain. They snapped with a sharp crack, dissolving into pale purple motes that scattered through the chaotic battlefield air.
The Mental Network's pulses grew more and more erratic. The channels linking the minds of hundreds of Allied Forces shinobi could collapse at any moment. If the network broke, communications among the Allied Forces would be cut off completely, leaving each unit isolated and helpless. The only fate awaiting them would be to be slaughtered one by one by the Ten-Tails.
Ino bit down hard on her lower lip, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh. The strong taste of blood filled her mouth. Clinging to the last thread of her resolve, she cried out, her voice hoarse and broken with desperation and despair. "Shikamaru! I can't hold on! The Mental Network is about to... about to collapse!"
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