Second Battlefield

Unlike the people on the other side, who had suffered heavy casualties, that Death God-like man seemed completely at ease.

He floated in midair, looking down on everyone from the perspective of a god.

"Congratulations. Through your desperate battle, you successfully forced me to use sixty percent of my power. But you're too useless. You've already lost after just this much, leaving me with all this power and no chance to unleash it properly..."

The mockery in his voice was completely undisguised.

"He's too strong!"

"He's become the Ten-Tails' jinchuriki. His body contains the power of eight Tailed Beasts. Even with the combined strength of the twelve of us, we can't stand against him."

The Raikage was covered in blood.

Although he was famous for his recklessness and cared least of all about life and death during war, facing an insurmountable gap in power made him feel like a moth flying into a flame.

This wasn't a battle at all. It was a one-sided slaughter.

The Death God in the sky had been toying with them from the very beginning. At first, he had used only thirty percent of his power, making them mistakenly believe they had seen a chance to defeat him in battle.

But with a single turn, that man had raised his power to forty percent. The pressure on them had surged, yet they still had some opportunity to counterattack.

Just as they racked their brains for a way to defeat him, their opponent raised his power to fifty percent. One person after another on their side was injured, and they began to suffocate under the pressure.

By the time he used sixty percent of his power, the twelve of them had completely become lambs waiting for slaughter. They could not even fight back.

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