Before dawn. Southern main battlefield.
The stench of blood in the air was bitterly thick. The bone-piercing cold wind was violently torn apart by the terrifying kinetic force descending from above.
Hundreds of pure black Truth-Seeking Orb spears came crashing down like a blanket over the sky, trailing ear-splitting shrieks.
There was no time to form hand seals. No room to dodge.
The Hidden Cloud heavy infantry at the front had not even finished raising their shields when the black gleam of death was already reflected in their pupils.
Too fast.
Obito's full-screen assault was meant to use an absolute gap in power to grind humanity's so-called hope straight into the mud.
Naruto stood at the very center of the formation, the gale flattening his blond hair against the back of his head.
He did not retreat. Not one step.
His consciousness sank in an instant, plunging straight into the sealed space.
Behind the massive iron bars, those scarlet beast eyes were staring through the void at the apocalyptic scene outside.
"Old fox!" Naruto did not waste a word, his voice hoarse beyond measure. "Bring out every last bit of what you've got! Send it through the underground chakra network Karin just laid down!"
Kurama lay in the pooled water, its huge tail irritably slapping out a ring of ripples.
It bared its enormous fangs and let out a deafening snort.
"Brat, you want to use my chakra to play the good guy?" Kurama abruptly rose to its feet, violent red chakra churning around its body. "Don't flatter yourself! I just find that neither-man-nor-woman bastard up there an eyesore!"
Boom!
The real world.
Naruto suddenly raised his head and flung both arms outward.
Pure golden chakra erupted from his chest without restraint like an exploding volcano.
Rather than merely wrapping