"Is this the so-called Culling Game?"
"Looks like it's nothing special!"
Atop the ruins, the gale howled bleakly.
Tobirama Uchiha stood with his hands behind his back, his silver hair dancing in the wind.
He stood at the highest point of the ruins, looking down coldly with an indifferent expression.
His gaze swept across the Culling Game Barrier stretching over a thousand li in every direction, blocking out the sky and sun.
This was the black Veil that had tightly trapped the entirety of Great Japan within it.
"My lord, be careful! Don't let your guard down."
Yuki Tsukumo knelt on the ground, her gentle, beautiful face covered in intense cold sweat.
"This barrier contains the supreme Binding Vow of Tengen and the most evil sorcerers."
"It's fundamentally impossible to forcibly break it with mortal magic."
"If you force it open, you may suffer a backlash!"
She bit her pale red lips, weakly but anxiously issuing her warning.
After all, she had just vomited blood and suffered a setback under the rebound of these laws.
"The dignity of my lord cannot be resisted by these mortal rules."
Rias snorted coldly.
"The so-called Culling Game is nothing but trash in my lord's eyes."
"You're still new here. Just stand obediently to the side and watch how my lord resolves it!"
Akeno also put away her usual gentle smile, her tone icy.
Grayfia stood to the side, one hand on her sword hilt, her expression cold as frost.
They held the Sovereign Lord in the most absolute and fanatical faith.
"Binding Vow? Rules?"
Tobirama looked down at Yuki Tsukumo, his voice devoid of even the slightest warmth:
"Before this Emperor, all bindings turn to ashes."
As his voice fell.
The Nine-Tomoe Tenseigan Rinnegan in Tobirama's right eye blazed with blood-red light