His hands formed seals?!
Minato's pupils contracted sharply.
Susanoo could actually form seals alongside its caster?!
What kind of monster was this?!
"Stop him!"
Minato shouted, his body turning into a golden flash once more.
No matter what technique the enemy intended to use, he absolutely could not be allowed to finish it!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Minato flickered madly among the scattered Flying Thunder God Kunai, trying to find a weakness in Susanoo.
But he discovered in despair—
This blue chakra giant had no blind spots whatsoever, a full three hundred and sixty degrees of defense!
Every probing attack that landed on its armor failed to raise even the slightest ripple.
On a towering sand dune in the distance.
Orochimaru stared at the godlike blue giant, his golden snake eyes filled with morbid fanaticism and obsession.
"Perfect... This is Madara-sama's power..."
Madara suddenly pressed his hands together.
Susanoo's four enormous palms formed three strange hand seals at the same time.
"This chakra..."
Minato abruptly stopped and looked up.
The sky had gone dark.
The already dim skies of the Land of Wind now seemed to have been completely covered by an enormous black curtain.
The howling wind stopped.
The air became incomparably oppressive, as though even breathing had become exceedingly difficult.
In that instant, the atmospheric pressure dropped to its absolute limit.
Every sound on the battlefield—the roars of the Tailed Beasts, the scraping of windblown sand, the wails of wounded soldiers—
All vanished in that instant.
Pakura struggled to raise her head and look toward the sky.
Her cold eyes were instantly filled with utter terror.
Her pupils trembled violently, and even the strength to remain standing was completely drained from her body.
"W-What is that...?"
Granny Chiyo threw away the broken half of her cane. Her legs gave