Obito no longer hid himself. He appeared directly above Kumogakure, activated his Rinnegan, and summoned the enormous, grotesque Demonic Statue of the Outer Path from another dimension.
The Land of Lightning's year-round blizzard howled through the air. Knife-like winds carrying shards of ice battered the center of the black vortex, yet the instant before they touched that god-forged creation, they were forcibly torn apart into empty white mist.
Obito landed steadily atop the statue's withered, charred-wood-like head. The crimson Mangekyō Sharingan in his right eye and the purple, ripple-patterned Rinnegan in his left shone through the blizzard like two ghostly lamps, revealing an utterly reckless madness.
"Let this world... feel the wrath of a god."
"ROAR—!!!"
The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path abruptly opened its barbed mouth and released a soul-shaking roar. The sound waves exploded among the endless icebergs.
Amid thunderous booms heavy enough to crush the ground, the giant statue's massive body, covered in black iron rods, began to advance without restraint. Every step reduced Kumogakure's reinforced concrete buildings to wildly scattering stone dust and twisted sheets of scrap metal.
Chunks of rubble, shattered roof tiles, melted boiler water—all of it poured down in an instant, mixing with icy gusts falling from above and smashing the entire street to pieces as thick black smoke rose.
"Afei... oh no, Lord Madara. Looks like these dark-skinned savages were so scared they even forgot to piss themselves, hehe."
Half of White Zetsu's pallid face pushed out from a crack in the dead wood beside Obito's feet, bringing with it the rancid stench of mud and rotting flesh as he laughed heartlessly.
Obito gritted his teeth and ignored his nonsense. His remaining left hand swung sharply, and he stood tall amid the snowstorm.
"Come forth, my army!"
With his furious shout,