"Oh, aren't you that child from back then? What will you do now?"
Although Madara had noticed Ōnoki, he let him act. He was also curious about how Ōnoki would resolve this crisis.
The enormous meteor was about to crash down. Ōnoki flew into the air and braced his hands against it.
"Earth Release: Ultra-Light-Weight Rock Technique!"
Seeing this, Gaara hurriedly gathered his sand into hands to support the enormous meteor.
"Aaaah! Hold it!" Ōnoki shouted himself hoarse.
Only by giving everything they had did the two Kage-level fighters manage to stop the meteor.
Though the sky remained dark, everyone on the ground felt the relief of having survived a disaster. But did they really think Madara's attack was over?
He was the Asura of the Ninja World. Human lives meant no more to him than blades of grass, especially those of his enemies.
"Oh? Interesting. Can you catch the second one, then?"
With that, another meteor descended from the sky.
"Tengai Shinsei!"
The second meteor slammed straight into the first. Ōnoki, who had already been struggling to hold it up, was now on the verge of giving out.
As though he had squeezed out the last drop of strength in his body, Ōnoki was utterly spent.
The violent impact shook the earth. Even those at headquarters felt the tremors.
The Allied Forces troops led by Gaara and Ōnoki were all but annihilated. Those lucky enough to survive stood frozen in place.
They stared at the friends who had just been fighting beside them, now crushed beneath the enormous rocks.
"Is this what a god is?"
Even Ōnoki had been gravely injured. He lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Lying there, Ōnoki seemed to recall the oppressive presence Madara had once subjected him to.