Before the enormous Wooden Statue, the Root ninja were powerless to resist.
Shattered chunks of wood lay piled among fallen Root ninja dressed in Jashin Cult garb, leaving the ground a complete mess.
As the saying went, brute strength could overcome any finesse. Against absolute power, experience and skill could do little.
"Konoha's ninja really are... interesting!"
[Black Zetsu] narrowed his eyes at Minato Namikaze and Tsunade before him and extended his senses.
In the distance, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had hurried over, had met up with Shimura Danzō. The two were discussing the situation.
Dan Katō was fleeing toward Konoha with the three children, but the pursuing Wood Release had forced them far off course, making them take a long detour.
Meanwhile, the True Black Zetsu was attached to Leaf Dragon and on his way.
Hatake Sakumo apparently had not left Konoha yet and was near the barrier.
The stage was set, and the actors were ready. Everyone could gather for a fine performance.
Dan Katō's heart pounded like a drum, and cold sweat seeped from his temples. Watching the Wooden Thorns pursuing them and hearing the constant thunder of battle in the distance, he realized reinforcements had arrived.
I hope Tsunade and Minato make it back safely.
With that silent wish, Dan Katō watched the Wooden Thorns draw ever closer. He used his ninjutsu only at the most critical moments, wasting not a scrap of chakra as he covered the three children's retreat.
Boom!
Thick Wooden Thorns erupted from the ground, cutting off their escape route.
There was no way forward!
Dan Katō caught Shizune, who had failed to stop in time and nearly fallen, then stroked her head reassuringly.
The little girl was frightened to the verge of tears, but she wiped her eyes, gritted her teeth,