The crimson chakra around Dai's body slowly dissipated as he fell from the sky.
As his skin gradually crumbled into fragments and his dried, scarlet blood scattered through the air, bloody motes drifted in midair, coming together into a heartbreakingly tragic painting and forming the final elegy of his life.
At the same time, the entire battlefield had fallen into a profound silence.
Standing amid the ruins, their bodies covered in wounds, everyone looked up with pale faces at the towering, terrifying figure that had emerged from Minato's body, their hearts filled with shock.
Th-that thing... what exactly was it!?
Before Minato, Aizen—whose shoulder Minato gripped tightly—merely furrowed his brow slightly. Though a trace of gravity lay in his eyes, he still spoke slowly and calmly.
"Is this your final hope...?"
Hearing his words, Minato's face looked terribly pale. He stared intently into Aizen's eyes and slowly said, "To seal you away completely... to prevent you from threatening the Ninja World again..."
"Both Dai-senior and I were prepared to sacrifice ourselves... This technique... was created to deal with you... Aizen!"
Upon hearing Minato's words, Aizen slowly glanced at him and said calmly, "I see... It seems the price you must bear for using such a technique is enormous as well..."
Minato did not answer. He merely tightened his grip on Aizen's shoulder in silence!
At that moment—
Boom—
The enormous gray figure floating above Minato suddenly turned. A grayish-white arm emerged from within its sleeve and spread wide, facing Aizen in unison with Minato!
Though there was not the slightest change in the air, everyone present felt a faint chill run through their bodies, as though something had suddenly brushed across their skin!
Only then did Aizen clearly see the true appearance of the being before him.
Like an evil