Kaguya Otsutsuki floated in midair.
The feeling of being rejected by the entire world grew ever clearer.
She could clearly sense the immense chakra within her. That power, once as easy to command as her own limbs, had now become heavy and sluggish, as if every strand of chakra were wrapped in invisible threads, the other ends of which were connected to the tens of thousands of shinobi on the ground.
"Is this... that man's technique?"
Kaguya looked toward the bespectacled young man in the distance—Sawada Hiroki.
He did not move or form any hand seals. He merely watched her, his expression strange.
Kaguya had seen that look before.
Long, long ago, Hagoromo had looked at her the same way. That pitying gaze, as though he were looking at something obsolete.
"I... do not acknowledge this."
An uncontrollable rage surged from the depths of Kaguya's heart.
She was the progenitor of chakra. The only true god on this planet.
How could she be trapped by a group of insects who had stolen her power, using her own strength against her?
All-Killing Ash Bones.
"Die."
Kaguya spread her palm.
Two gray-white bone spikes shot silently from her palm.
They were incredibly fast.
They flew straight for Sawada Hiroki's forehead.
However.
Just as the bone spikes were about to touch Hiroki.
Hiroki moved.
What appeared was wind.
Not ordinary wind.
Under the calculations of the servers, it was a high-frequency directional airflow created in an instant through precise calculations across the chakra network.
It was something achieved through the efforts of countless shinobi!
Bzz!
An extremely faint vibration sounded through the air.
The two indestructible All-Killing Ash Bones suddenly shifted slightly at an angle just three centimeters from Hiroki's forehead.
They had not been blocked.
The minute refraction angle created by Wind