Fujimoto watched the black flames burning across Fugaku's Susanoo, his expression calm.
"Fugaku, you should know that while an individual Mangekyo Sharingan ability is powerful, it can only do so much against Susanoo," Fujimoto said.
"True. Since you refuse to see reason, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
Two Shadow Clones appeared on the battlefield. Then three Black Light Barriers shot skyward, and three Mini Complete Susanoo soon stood in their place.
In the distance, Aida and several ANBU stood frozen. The inhuman battle filled them with despair.
"So this is the power of the Mangekyo Sharingan? I can't imagine what a battle between Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha must have looked like. They were even stronger than these two."
"Living in the same era as geniuses like them is enough to make anyone despair."
The commotion had drawn attention. Intelligence Officers from across the Shinobi World had gathered in the Land of Rivers and were already watching from hiding.
Fujimoto groaned inwardly. Weren't they supposed to be putting on a show? From the looks of things, Fugaku meant to make the fight real.
He couldn't help wondering whether he had offended Fugaku without realizing it. Had he said something at the Land of Rice border that he shouldn't have? Was Fugaku using this chance to get back at him?
Still, he had a part to play. Layer after layer of Light Barriers rose, and the upper half of a Complete Body Susanoo appeared on the battlefield, wielding a long sword.
The Mangekyo Sharingan in Fujimoto's eyes slowly turned. He fixed his gaze on one of the figures, and the instant their eyes met, he activated the Genjutsu Space in his left eye.
The Mini Complete Susanoo formed by the Shadow Clone collapsed and vanished instantly.
"A Shadow Clone?