"Hmph—has it begun?"
Uchiha Madara kept his eyes closed, using Pain's shared vision to "look down" upon the chaotic battlefield as though he were watching a tedious play.
The roar of Tailed Beast Bombs, the massive waves stirred up by Shinra Tensei, the confusion brought by the Mist Technique—everything was proceeding according to his script.
"Lord Madara~!" White Zetsu with the Uzumaki face emerged from the ground, his voice carrying a hint of feigned confusion and urgency. "The situation has changed! The Allied Shinobi Forces—their coordination is far too seamless! Our troops have suffered heavy losses!
Even the Six Paths of Pain have been tied down."
"Losses?"
The corners of Madara's lips curled into an utterly contemptuous sneer. He did not even open his eyes.
Those so-called elites were nothing more than slightly stronger ants. What did it matter how many of them died?
"Besides, they're just a bunch of trash without ideals—" Madara sneered as he stared at Hiroki, who was walking toward them across the water as though taking a leisurely stroll.
It was impossible to tell who Uchiha Madara was actually judging.
Nearly four Pains were blocking his path!
But—
The Asura Path's rockets and blades could not even get close to Hiroki before being stopped by all manner of ninjutsu!
The Naraka Path had originally been support at the rear, but since this Pain had been created by the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, even the Naraka Path possessed ample combat power—
But—it was useless!
Even if it charged forward, it would be stopped by Earth Grudge Fear.
There was even less need to mention the Human Path's soul attacks. It was another useless ability—what was the point of a power that required physical contact to work?
Once the Animal Path's summoned beasts came within a certain distance