As his comrades were either held back or defeated, Hiruko was both shocked and furious!
Just a moment ago, they had been on the winning side of this Shinobi World War. Now, the situation had completely turned around.
How could he accept this?!
"Damn it!"
In an instant, Hiruko activated his Mangekyō Sharingan!
Roar!
Then, accompanied by an angry roar, a dark purple, half-bodied armored Susanoo appeared on the battlefield.
But before Hiruko's Susanoo could act, a gigantic red samurai blade came slicing down from above, cleaving toward it!
Hiruko froze.
There was no doubt about it: this enormous blade belonged to the complete Susanoo that the mysterious man had been flying in earlier.
The hundred-meter-tall complete Susanoo had looked imposing from the sky, but its true, hair-raising terror was nothing compared to seeing it up close.
The sheer pressure bearing down on them was enough to make anyone lose their composure!
So even someone as arrogant as Hiruko lost himself for a moment or two at the sight of the massive sword coming down at him and the red complete Susanoo wielding it.
But he was no longer the rookie he'd been just after completing the Bloodline Fusion Ritual, and he quickly recovered.
"Damn it! Don't underestimate me!"
Amid his overwhelming unease and sense of danger, he unleashed the full power of his Mangekyō Sharingan and drove his Susanoo into action.
His dark purple Susanoo visibly swelled in size, its aura surging higher. It swung its own great sword to meet the descending blade!
Whoosh.
There was no loud crash or rumble, only a soft sound like the wind.
Then the red blade split Hiruko's dark purple, half-bodied armored Susanoo in two!
"What?!"
"Th-that's strong!"
"That's ridiculous!"
The Allied Shinobi Forces gaped in shock.
This rare clash between two