Some people felt that, apart from Torifu, no one could defeat the enemy at the final stage.
There was no other reason—they had simply been blown to pieces as soon as they went in.
The sensation of dying had felt so real that everyone who had been beaten once believed no one but Torifu could win.
Not even twenty Kage-level shinobi.
But the Kage-level Alliance, who planned to challenge the enemy, didn't care about any of that.
They had all spent several days getting themselves into shape at home, ready to take on the enemy that even Lord Torifu found troublesome!
Still, they were being very cautious. After all, they had all seen that gigantic sword descending from the sky that night!
Lord Torifu had even used a move like that, so they would definitely have to give it everything they had!
The shinobi in this Kage-level Alliance were all very familiar with Torifu.
Given how carefully they were approaching this, some of them had come to Torifu for advice.
"Master! I'm here to see you!"
"You haven't been home for days. Did you go to the Otherworld?"
The moment Nawaki entered, he called out loudly. Ever since he had taken up a post in the village, he had gradually regained the carefree air he'd had as a child.
The gloom that had weighed on him had completely lifted, which made Torifu very happy.
"Yeah, I went to the Otherworld for a look. They're doing pretty well over there."
"You came to me for advice this time? I've heard the news going around. You're all pretty bold."
When Torifu heard about it, his first thought had been, That's hard to judge. I wish them luck.
Defeating Ōtsutsuki Isshiki had been easy for him, but he was at Six Paths Level,