"Is it all over?"
Minato Namikaze climbed up from the ground. His handsome face was a picture of disarray, his body covered in dirt. As he spoke, he stared into the hazy distance.
The intense flames from the explosion had already vanished, but visibility across the entire area had dropped to less than ten meters.
As he surveyed the surroundings, aside from Uchiha Yū standing nearby, he could not see a single living person still standing.
"I'm not sure either. The Radiation Element in the area is extremely low. I can't sense the presence of any giant creature."
Uchiha Yū was equally disheveled. In the face of a life-or-death crisis, he had not been able to worry about anything else. He brushed the dirt from himself and stared grimly into the distance. Even the Sharingan could not see through the thick dust.
He could sense the fierce winds rising around them, along with the Wind Release ninjutsu shouted by some of the ninja, steadily dispersing the dust and restoring light to the dimmed area.
Uchiha Yū and Minato Namikaze were not the only ones observing the battlefield. Every ninja present was looking around, unable to tell who had survived. Even Black and White Zetsu outside the battlefield watched with grim expressions.
"The Five-Tails jinchūriki cannot die here. Otherwise, once they have to gather the chakra from his body, who knows how long it will take? That would affect our plans."
In their original plan, one Tailed Beast was destined to be sacrificed. If another Tailed Beast met with an accident, the risks of the plan would increase without limit. The longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it would become for them.
As Black and White Zetsu spoke, their bodies slowly sank into the ground. They intended to go deeper