"Is everything over now?"
Minato Namikaze climbed up from the ground. His handsome face was now utterly disheveled, and his body was covered in a great deal of dirt. As he asked, he looked toward the hazy distance.
The intense flames created by the explosion had already vanished, but visibility throughout the entire area had dropped to within ten meters.
As he observed the surroundings, aside from Uchiha Yuu beside him, he could not see a single living person standing there.
"I'm not sure either. The Radioactive Element around us is extremely low, and I can't sense the presence of any giant creature."
Uchiha Yuu was equally disheveled. In the face of a life-or-death crisis, he had no time to care about anything else. He patted the dirt off himself and stared solemnly into the distance. Even the Sharingan could not see through the thick layer of dust.
He could feel the fierce winds rising around them, along with the Wind Release ninjutsu shouted by some shinobi, all steadily dispersing the dust and restoring light to the originally dim area.
It was not only Uchiha Yuu and Minato Namikaze who were observing the battlefield. Every shinobi present was looking around, unable to understand who had survived within it. Even Black and White Zetsu outside the battlefield watched with grave expressions.
"The Five-Tails Jinchuriki cannot die here. Otherwise, who knows how long it will take for them to gather the chakra on him again. That would affect our plan."
In their original plan, sacrificing one Tailed Beast had been inevitable. If another Tailed Beast encountered 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 he spoke, Black and White Zetsu's body slowly sank into the