Natsu stood on an isolated island a thousand miles away, watching the small planet plummeting from the heavens, his face expressionless.
He had never cared about those clamoring to charge into the membrane.
No matter how loudly they pleaded, their cries could not reach his ears.
Kunwu's judgment was never wrong.
Those whose souls bore the weight of lives they had taken were no different from ants in Kunwu's screening, no matter how miserably they wept, how loudly they shouted, or whether they still possessed a trace of so-called "conscience" and "remorse."
High in the heavens, Madara Uchiha stood at Susanoo's brow, his Rinnegan gazing indifferently down at the sea of crimson gold below.
As he watched Imu frantically driving twenty sovereign weapons toward the second meteor in midair, the curve of his lips deepened.
"Interesting."
He spoke softly.
Imu's roar still echoed through the heavens.
The twenty sovereign weapons blasted forth in unison, torrents of dark red demonic energy scouring the second meteor's surface and breaking off fragment after fragment of black rock.
The power of four of the Five Elders intertwined into an enormous barrier, cradling the meteor's underside from the side as they desperately heaved upward.
The thorny vines of God's Knights wound around the meteor's surface. Crimson lasers struck the same point one after another, sending shattered debris raining down.
Not a single Marine Admiral held back.
Akainu's magma surged upward in a river, Kizaru's light projectiles filled the sky, and Aokiji's ice walls shattered and re-formed layer after layer. Aramaki's gigantic vine hands braced firmly against the meteor's underside, while Chaton and Momousagi desperately chipped away at its flanks.
The Vice Admirals used Geppo to launch successive assaults. Each attack was insignificant on its own, but together, their densely packed barrage managed to slow the