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The towering figure stood in the air, imposing and four-armed, looking down upon all below. He was none other than the figure who had appeared on the screen earlier-the undefeated commander, Bal.

He hadn't died?

"How is that possible? After an explosion that huge, he's still fine?"

"..."

At the sight of that imposing figure, the Konoha ninja below broke into astonished discussion.

The explosion of the Command Ship had simply been too massive. Its shock waves alone had flattened several small hills, and Bal had been at the very center of the blast.

Yet after enduring such a powerful explosion, Bal was completely unscathed. How could they not be shocked?

The warriors of the Four-Armed Sky-Reaching Race aboard the four escort ships, however, remained calm. They all knew an explosion of that magnitude could never hurt Commander Bal. Even a fully fired Plasma Cannon could not breach his defenses.

But their tightly clenched fists and the murderous intent in their eyes showed that they were not nearly as relaxed as they appeared.

The Command Ship had been destroyed. Although Bal was unharmed, to the warriors who had followed him across the universe, this was already an immense humiliation.

Worse still, it had happened right before their eyes, while they had merely watched without doing a thing.

How could these proud warriors possibly bear it? But Bal had yet to give an order, so however furious they were, they could only endure it in silence.

Leaving that aside for now, the atmosphere on the battlefield grew increasingly tense. Normally, the shock wave from an explosion would drive away everything in its path, leaving an empty region behind it. Yet now, whirlwinds swirled between Chihane and Bal.

The air grew oppressive and heavy. Under their terrifying auras, the rubble on the