Uchiha! Genki!

"Susanoo Armor!"

Uchiha Genki's furious roar shook heaven and earth. Without the slightest hesitation, the violent Chakra around him instantly surged to its peak. The scarlet light in his Nine Magatama Sharingan flared brightly, like two burning blood-red suns.

The next second, ink-black Chakra erupted wildly from his body, rapidly gathering and taking shape in midair—distinct bones formed one segment at a time, muscles and armor layered over them, and black blades gleamed with chilling light from the gaps in the armor. A pair of enormous wings slowly spread open, blotting out the sky and casting the entire battlefield into shadow.

That was the Susanoo Armor!

Yet it was by no means an ordinary Susanoo Armor!

Unlike Madara Uchiha's sky-blue Susanoo or Sasuke's purple Susanoo, Genki's Susanoo Armor was entirely black. Strange dark-red patterns covered its armor, like traces of blood that had soaked in and congealed. A violent aura of destruction swirled around it, and every pulse of Chakra, like its breathing, sent a low rumble through heaven and earth. Even the air trembled before it.

Even more despairing was its size—the Susanoo Armor continued to rise, growing from hundreds of meters to thousands, until it finally stopped at ten thousand meters tall. Like a dark god of war standing between heaven and earth, its enormous wings spread wide, nearly blotting out half the sky. Its cold armor reflected the faint light of the battlefield, while those Chakra-forged eyes contained not a trace of emotion—only pure killing intent as they coldly looked down upon the ants below.

"W-what is that..." Someone in the Allied Forces instinctively spoke in a trembling voice, filled with fear and despair. A Susanoo Armor over ten thousand meters tall had already surpassed everything they knew about Ninjutsu. Before such a colossal being, they were as tiny as dust, unable even to muster the thought of resistance.

Hashirama Senju's face turned utterly pale. His Sage Mode Chakra circulated frantically, yet he still felt a suffocating pressure. He stared fixedly at that black Susanoo Armor, his voice trembling with disbelief. "A Susanoo Armor... can actually be condensed to this scale... Just how vast is this guy's Chakra?"

Tobirama Senju also cast aside all his contempt. His stern face was filled with gravity as the Water Release Chakra around him surged instantly, ready at any moment to deal with the coming impact.

Uchiha Genki stood upon the Susanoo Armor's forehead. The killing intent around him erupted completely like a volcano. He lowered his gaze slightly, his Nine Magatama Sharingan locking tightly onto the ground as names slowly left his lips one by one. His voice was cold and heavy, every word like a curse crawling up from the depths of hell, filled with hatred that seeped into the bone. "Tobirama Senju!"

The moment he spoke that name, the Chakra around Genki suddenly rippled. The Susanoo Armor's arm clenched slightly, its joints releasing an enormous creak.

Tobirama Senju's pupils abruptly contracted, and he instinctively took a step back—he could clearly feel that hatred was aimed at him!

"Sarutobi Hiruzen!"

As the second name fell, Genki's voice gained an extra edge of brutality. The Susanoo Armor's wings suddenly beat once, and a violent gale swept downward, tossing the Allied Forces' ninja about. Sarutobi Hiruzen's aged body trembled slightly, his face full of guilt and unease. He lowered his head and said nothing.

"Shimura Danzō! Utatane Koharu! Mitokado Homura! Itachi Uchiha! Obito Uchiha..."

Genki's voice grew colder and harsher. With each name he spoke, the killing intent in his eyes intensified, and the Chakra around him became more violent.

The dark-red patterns on the Susanoo Armor's armor glowed ever more brilliantly, like burning bloody flames, staining the entire sky crimson.

Those whose names had been called—whether Danzō and Itachi, who had long since died, or Obito, who was present in the Kamui Space—all felt a lethal threat, as though that black Susanoo Armor would tear them to pieces the very next second.

Just as the final name was about to leave his lips, Genki's voice suddenly halted. The Chakra around him froze instantly, followed by a fury far more violent and despairing than before, erupting wildly from his body—

"And... Kaguya Black Zetsu!!!"

Genki practically screamed those words, his voice carrying heart-rending pain and monstrous hatred, as though he wanted to burn even his own soul to ashes.

The light in his Nine Magatama Sharingan instantly reached its peak, and the Susanoo Armor also let out a roar that shook heaven and earth. Its enormous body trembled violently as its black wings beat madly. Violent currents of air swept over the entire battlefield like a tsunami, splitting the earth with countless fine ravines as smoke and dust churned again and again like black waves.

"You ants whose names I called! Get the hell out here and die!!!"

The instant Genki's roar fell, the Susanoo Armor suddenly raised its right hand. A black greatsword slowly condensed within its grasp—the blade was thousands of meters long, entirely black, and covered in strange runes, carrying the might to destroy everything.

The next second, the Susanoo Armor swung its arm. The black greatsword shot through the sky like a meteor, carrying a violent aura of destruction as it slashed viciously toward the Four Red Yang Formation ahead!

"Not good! Reinforce the barrier, now!" Hashirama Senju roared sharply. The Wood Release Chakra around him poured forth madly as the four Hokage simultaneously increased their Chakra output. The crimson barrier of the Four Red Yang Formation instantly expanded, flames and runes blazing brightly as they attempted to block this fatal strike.

However, before the Susanoo Armor's black greatsword, the Four Red Yang Formation was as fragile as paper—there was a sharp rip, and the crimson barrier was instantly torn apart by the blade. Flames and runes scattered through the air like shattered motes of light. The Four Red Yang Formation was reduced to ashes by that single strike!

The greatsword's remaining force did not diminish as it slashed viciously toward Minato Namikaze below. Minato's pupils shrank sharply, his heart leaping into his throat. He had no time to think. The pale-blue Chakra around him surged instantly, and the Flying Thunder God Kunai in his palm shone brilliantly—"Flying Thunder God Technique!"

Just as the greatsword was about to strike him, Minato's figure turned into a pale-blue afterimage and instantly vanished from where he stood, appearing in a safe area thousands of meters away.

He gasped for breath, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead. The Hokage cloak on his back had long been soaked through with cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with lingering terror—So fast! So powerful!

For that instant, he had even sensed the breath of death!