[Team Three, suppress the left flank! Team Eight, interfere with their aiming!] The ANBU captain acting as the field commander ordered sternly.
Yet these Jashinist Cultists not only held a numerical advantage, they also coordinated with uncanny synergy. They did not follow conventional ninja tactics, instead maintaining some fanatical formation to cover one another while chanting under their breath, as if performing some ritual.
The gleaming of Scientific Ninja Tools flickered in their hands, pinning the Konoha ninja down and forcing them to seek cover.
[Super Beast Imitating Drawing: Flock of Beasts Assault!]
Following the voice echoing from above the valley, Sai stood atop a protruding cliff face, the scroll in his hands completely unfurled.
The ink surged forth like a living entity, transforming into thirty-seven pitch-black beasts—wolves, tigers, and mountain leopards among them. Each creature was the size of a small calf, burning flames of blue chakra within their eye sockets.
The ink beasts leapt silently into the battlefield.
They ignored the attacks of the Scientific Ninja Tools, fireballs piercing straight through their inked bodies and raising merely a ripple before the beasts restored themselves the very next second.
The first ink wolf pounced upon a Jashinist Cultist, its sharp teeth shattering the Scientific Ninja Tools in his grasp; the second, the third... The onslaught of the ink beasts surged like a tidal wave, instantly shattering the formation of the Jashinist Cultists.
[What are these monsters?!]
[You can't scatter them!]
Amidst the screams, the Black Robe figures began retreating continuously.
A cultist who appeared to be a leader shrieked toward the depths of the valley behind him: [Go quickly and invite Lord Dagon! Hurry...]
His voice cut off abruptly as an ink tiger pounced and pinned him to the ground.
Suddenly, a massive torrent of floodwaters rushed down from