At last, the "Mountain Range" mecha pinned the Centipede Elder's neck with its Ship-Splitting Sword, holding its head in place.
The "Hayate" mecha swept around its massive body like a whirlwind. Its blade arms became razor-sharp scalpels, slicing at high speed along the natural seams in its shell!
Silver light flashed seven times!
The "Hayate" mecha executed a graceful backflip and landed lightly behind "Mountain Range." The Centipede Elder's mountain-like body suddenly went rigid.
The next instant, its enormous body split along seven smooth cuts into eight even sections! Like a toppled purple tower, it crashed into the desert.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
Each section triggered a small earthquake when it hit the ground. Green blood gushed from eight massive wounds like waterfalls bursting through a dam, swiftly staining a vast stretch of desert green.
Even from that distance, they could faintly smell the thick stench. The blood formed an eerie green pool that bubbled across the sand.
Boruto's mouth hung open. He could not say a word. He only stared at the two metal giants standing motionless amid the green blood and purple remains, and at the red mecha slowly descending from the sky.
The sight struck his eyes and his heart harder than any battle he had ever experienced.
Sasori of the Red Sands... Was this the pinnacle of a legendary puppeteer's power?
The two towering mecha, "Mountain Range" and "Hayate," stood motionless among the remains. Sunlight glinted coldly off their silver-white and dark-gold armor, emblems of absolute power and finality.
The red "Red Wing" Mark Mecha descended slowly onto "Mountain Range's" enormous open palm. Like a falcon returning to its nest, it withdrew from this earthshaking display of war machines.
The off-road vehicle carrying Boruto and the others was already at a safe distance. They were still