The wind over the southern battlefield had come to a complete stop.
Obito floated silently in midair. The hem of his pure white robe fluttered without wind, while nine pitch-black spheres behind him slowly revolved in an eerie rhythm.
There was no Chakra leaking from him, yet the pressure he radiated seemed capable of crushing the surrounding space itself, slowing everyone's breathing by half a beat.
"Quit putting on airs!"
A furious roar tore through the dead silence. The Fourth Raikage, A, did not bother with reason. Brilliant blue Lightning Release Chakra Armor erupted around his body, the lightning so intense it was blinding. He became a humanoid bolt of lightning and charged straight at Obito's face.
Heavy Style: Lariat!
This was the Raikage's proudest finishing taijutsu. Combined with extreme Lightning Release activation, it could flatten even a mountain in a single blow.
Obito did not even lift an eyelid.
He merely raised his right hand slightly. One of the black Truth-Seeking Orbs behind him instantly stretched out, transforming into a crescent-shaped black shield that lightly blocked his path.
Boom!
The Raikage's iron fist, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter stone, slammed hard into the black shield. Yet the earth-shaking collision everyone expected never came.
There was no sound, no shockwave.
The Raikage's proudest and strongest Lightning Release Armor melted away the instant it touched that black substance, like snowflakes tossed into boiling water.
"What?!"
A's pupils contracted sharply. The next moment, a black spike suddenly extended from the edge of the shield. It moved so fast that even the Raikage's reflexes could not keep up, grazing directly across his right arm.
A huge chunk of flesh vanished into thin air! Not even a drop of blood splattered, and the smoothness of the wound made everyone's scalps tingle.
"Old