Madara Uchiha's nine clones formed hand seals in unison, instantly unleashing immense ocular power. Their skeletons grew ever taller, sprouted flesh, and donned deep blue armor, becoming Perfect Susanoo two to three hundred meters tall.
"Not only are these physical clones just as powerful as the original, they can all use Susanoo..."
Looking at the row of blue giants standing shoulder to shoulder before him like a mountain range, Uchiha Senmon's expression changed repeatedly.
He had naively assumed that Madara Uchiha could only produce one or two clones of this caliber. He had never expected him to create so many in one go.
Madara Uchiha's Dojutsu was terrifying!
"Perfect Susanoo is destruction incarnate. Its power far surpasses that of the tailed beasts. Anyone who has seen it even once can hardly escape death. With so many Perfect Susanoo to send you to your graves, surely you can die without regrets."
Standing behind his nine clones, Madara Uchiha spread his right hand and pressed it forward. The Susanoo advanced.
"Senmon, and you two little girls, cling to your hopes and turn to ash together right here!"
The nine Perfect Susanoo were like moving mountains. Merely marching forward made the land quake as they trampled everything flat.
"Damn it!"
Uchiha Senmon's expression was exceedingly grave, but this was not yet the time for despair.
The power Lady Izanami had bestowed upon them amounted to more than this. Still, defeating so many clones would demand everything even Uchiha Senmon had!
Just as the tension reached its breaking point, a petite figure soared into the sky toward the moon.
"Uncle Senmon, I'll leave the rest to you."
The dozen or so green prayer beads behind Yamanashi Inaba in Tenseigan Mode revolved several times before converging in her right hand, transforming into a gigantic golden