"Hm, the drawback of the Multi-Shadow Clone!" Uchiha Tenshu glanced at him and recognized Naruto Uzumaki, who had fallen despite not being hit by Naka's ninjutsu. He already understood where the damage had come from.
As a Shadow Clone Jutsu developed by the Second Hokage, although it possessed all sorts of special effects and was immensely useful in both training and combat, it still retained one fatal weakness: the shadow clones would relay every sensation they experienced back to the original body.
Moreover, those sensations could stack. One shadow clone meant one additional set of sensations, and the combined sensations of several hundred clones had already exceeded the limits an ordinary person could endure. Naruto Uzumaki had often used the Multi-Shadow Clone in battle, but never before had several hundred of his shadow clones been eliminated in an instant.
As a result, during this grand barbecue feast, every shadow clone's sensation of being roasted was copied and transmitted back.
Even Naruto Uzumaki, who had long grown accustomed to the pain caused by shadow clones being destroyed, had his previous limit shattered by this sudden damage, his mind suffering a severe blow.
His fleeing figure seemed to have had its soul ripped away, instantly collapsing onto the ground.
Endless pain surged in like a tidal wave.
It drowned Naruto Uzumaki's consciousness, leaving his mind blank and incapable of thinking about anything.
Only the unrelenting agony continued to ravage him. His mouth involuntarily fell open, and saliva streamed uncontrollably from it in a thin line, dripping onto the ground.
His agonized wails gradually faded.
Yet they seemed caught in his throat, leaving him able to make only low, hoarse sounds, like wails rising from the depths of hell.
In midair.
"What a terrifying ninjutsu! It's almost even stronger than the Fire Style