In his eyes, those beings who had secured their positions as sages through betrayal and clinging to life had no right to exist in this world. Genki's reckoning was simply justice for the dead gods and the souls they had betrayed.
The wind carried the last warmth of the cursed flames past the Three Great Sages' despairing faces, then swept across Genki's icy eyes.
This Shinobi World, long since reduced to ruins, was about to face its final reckoning. The remnants who had clung to life would ultimately be unable to escape death...
Genki's icy sentence was like a poisoned blade, shattering the Three Great Sages' last desperate hope.
Despair surged over them like a tide, but their instinct to survive ultimately overwhelmed their fear. Even if the man before them was a monster capable of destroying heaven and earth, even if their chances were slim, they refused to sit and await death. Their only hope was to fight with everything they had.
Gamamaru was the first to break the deadlock.
The aged face that had just been full of caution and pleading now shed every trace of cowardice. His cloudy eyes suddenly sharpened like an eagle's, and a flash of icy ferocity flickered in their depths. It was the desperate gamble of someone trapped with no way out, the final struggle of a beast backed to the edge of a cliff.
He straightened his hunched back. Though he still looked old, a vast surge of senjutsu chakra suddenly erupted from him. Natural energy roiled wildly around his body, stirring up visible waves of air that battered the scorched rock beneath his feet and sent dust flying in every direction.
"Since you insist on wiping us out, don't blame us for fighting back!" Gamamaru's voice was no longer feeble with