The Dragon Chariot Crossed the Sky, Golden Light Shattering the Monster!

The black, cold night rain over Shibuya was suddenly torn apart by violent golden lightning. The thick black rain clouds that had blanketed all of Tokyo were split by a sudden ray of supreme golden divine light.

It ripped a massive, ten-kilometer gash straight through their center. Roar! Nine towering dragon cries, loud enough to shatter mortal souls, erupted from the collapsing rift in space.

Nine golden dragons, each ten kilometers long and covered in scales of pure gold, emerged from the rift with their heads raised in a roar. They rode ripples of shattered golden space. Behind them,

they pulled the Great Empire Golden Chariot, vast enough to blot out the sky. It rumbled over the rolling thunderclouds and descended from above.

The chariot's wheels were pure gold, like two blazing suns. As they turned, their immense weight crushed the void in their path, leaving vast black spatial cracks behind.

Tobirama Uchiha wore a snow-white Nine-Clawed Dragon Robe. He stood atop the chariot with his hands behind his back, his robe billowing in the wind. His long white hair flew freely amid the brilliant, sacred golden light.

His noble, mysterious purple Double Six-Tomoe Tenseigan Rinnegan gazed down from on high.

There was no human emotion in those eyes as he surveyed the earth. The divine lord had appeared. The Great Empire's supreme might swept across all of Tokyo in an instant.

The thousand-meter dragon below, once so immense, suddenly looked pitifully small, like a speck of dust. ... On the golden stairways of white jade flanking the Golden Chariot,

Arima Kishou wore spotless sacred armor engraved with dragon patterns. Under the holy light, his armor gleamed with an undying platinum radiance. Not a trace remained in his eyes of the uncertainty he had known as a mortal White Dove.