"Water Style: Water Bullet Technique!"
The ninjas of Kirigakure used Water Style together. A vast torrent descended from the sky and mixed with the lime, heat bubbling up from within.
On the other side, the ninjas of Konoha's Sarutobi Clan appeared, shouting as they formed hand seals.
"Fire Style: Flame Bullet Technique!"
The flames fell, evaporating the water within the boiling lime. In just a few moments, it solidified, pinning down the enormous Ten-Tails and making it difficult for it to move.
Uchiha Madara looked up and said softly, "Truly unbelievable. The ninjas of the Five Great Villages can actually coordinate so seamlessly."
Shin shrugged beside him and chuckled. "There's strength in numbers. Nothing surprising about that. Honestly, if you fought the Allied Forces in your current state, there's an eighty percent chance you'd get sealed."
"I'd have to be stupid to take on tens of thousands of ninjas head-on. You're insulting my intelligence." Madara snorted and cast Shin a sidelong glance.
"So you actually have something like intelligence!" Shin laughed, teasing him lightly.
Above them, waves of commotion rose from the Shinobi Allied Forces. Countless ninjas leaped down like fish, attacking the three of them.
Naruto Uzumaki took the lead, the Rasenshuriken in his hand spinning at high speed. With an incomparably grave expression, he shouted, "Teacher Shin, how did things end up like this?!"
Madara stood with his arms folded, showing no intention of making a move. Shin smiled and looked up. Under the moonlight, the ninjas' figures were like fine raindrops, falling without end—
"Naruto, there are some things you still can't understand right now. But it won't be long before I explain everything. So for this attack, you should all return first."
"God's Space, hah!"
A speck of white light emerged from Shin's hand. Then sacred