Crimson flames soared to the heavens!
Propelled by the raging wind, the massive fire dragon transformed into a sea of flames that scorched the sky, forcibly burning a huge hole through the watery mountain before them!
"Hm?"
Through Pain's shared vision, another flicker of surprise appeared in Uchiha Madara's aged Rinnegan.
Why had the Allied Shinobi, who should have been scattered and slaughtered like headless flies amid the mist and towering waves, suddenly unleashed such precise and coordinated attacks?
Moreover, the battlefield's thunderous roar, enough to rupture eardrums, had made it impossible for Pain to relay any proper sound to him, let alone for ordinary shinobi to communicate!
With the Mist Technique combined with ninjutsu absorption, it should have been nearly impossible for anyone to transmit information or coordinate commands on this battlefield—
Unless—
Uchiha coughed twice.
He could see it.
The coordination between Fire Release and Wind Release was as seamless as if they had practiced it hundreds or thousands of times, without the slightest delay or hesitation.
The timing of their releases was perfect as well—
It was as though a single person had used them simultaneously. Even the Water Release shinobi were weakening the massive waves—
It was hard to imagine that this was a force that had only temporarily united! They could not possibly have had time to train together beforehand!
Especially since they had been fighting each other to the death not long ago!
Uchiha Madara's brow furrowed tightly. Then, he saw an even more suffocating sight.
An Iwagakure shinobi was overturned by a massive wave and was about to fall into the water. Yet the two Konoha shinobi closest to him turned around almost simultaneously without any visual or auditory signal. One used Water Release to stabilize the current, while the other reached out