Meeting the Battle

Ruri stood proudly.

He wore the Haori of the God as always, black-haired and black-eyed, like a pillar holding up the heavens, propping up the entire sky of the Shinobi World.

His gaze was sharp, his aura overwhelming. He should have been unmatched beneath the heavens.

Yet at that moment, when the back of this First Takikage fell into everyone's eyes, all they felt was sorrow and lament.

They could not help but feel sorrow. In the sky opposite him, there were not only over a hundred powerful Otsutsuki, countless Otsutsuki Tribesmen, but also Urashiki, whose strength was unknown.

That terrifying presence, that feeling of despair, had even enveloped the entire Land of Snow.

Especially the stretch of sky where Urashiki stood. They could only see bolts of lightning exploding in the void, layers of black clouds shattering, and that mountain-like pressure even surpassed the power of nature.

"Teacher, can the First Lord really win?"

The Jinchuriki, represented by Kaede, were suppressed terribly beneath this power. Her cute, pretty little face was filled with tension as she spoke anxiously beside Kakuzu.

"He... probably can."

Kakuzu still believed in Ruri, but this time, even he had no confidence.

He had always trusted Ruri completely, and he knew even more that Ruri had waited a very long time for this day, that his strength stood above everyone else's.

But those he faced were, after all, powerful Otsutsuki who did not belong to the Shinobi World. Kakuzu could not stop his heart from wavering.

He looked up at Ruri. "Big Brother, is this also within your expectations?"

It was not only Kakuzu. Everyone's heart was in their throat.

Uchiha Madara had not lost his ability to fight, and counted as an extremely dangerous figure, so some ninja had come to monitor his every