Shouldering Ancor Vantian with Every Ounce of Strength

The night wind rushing past Amaru's ears soon dried the tears on her cheeks.

Flying into the sky against the wind made her eyes sting fiercely, but she had no intention of closing them. She stared straight at the approaching Ancor Vantian and the terrifying main cannon slowly emerging from it!

Her teacher Shinnō really meant to carry out the threat he had made earlier!!

"Mr. Ninja."

At the sight of the terrifying cannon, she called softly to Arata.

She still did not know his real name, so she had no other way to address him.

"I see it."

Arata understood what she meant at once.

In that brief instant, the cannon jutting into the open sky had begun gathering a strange energy. It was still faint, far weaker than a One-Tail Tailed Beast Bomb.

But the gap was closing at an astonishing rate. The energy gathering at the muzzle grew brighter and more violent!

There was no doubt that this main cannon, the instrument of Shinnō's ambitions, could finish charging and unleash its destructive power at any moment!!

If its power were merely on the level of an ordinary Tailed Beast Bomb, Arata was confident he could meet it head-on with Nenekirimaru. But if it exceeded that, he could not guarantee he would stop it completely, much less keep Amaru safe.

It was not that the demon blade Nenekirimaru's power to break magic had reached its limit against an energy cannon like this. He simply had no weapon capable of channeling the blade's full power without shattering in the clash!

Finding such a divine weapon in this world was probably impossible.

Chakra weapons were already the height of craftsmanship in the Ninja World. Even the ninja tools made by the smiths of the Land of Artisans could hardly be