From the start of the battle until now, Naruto Uzumaki had been locked in combat with Momoshiki Otsutsuki and Kinshiki Otsutsuki, forced back step by step, led around by the nose the entire time.
Momoshiki and Kinshiki had appeared too suddenly. A single blow from Kinshiki had sent those ANBU members flying, leaving them gravely injured and unconscious.
Two other ANBU members had dodged the first wave of attacks and tried to strike Momoshiki, only to be burned to ashes by the flames he unleashed before they even had time to react.
Those people had never had a chance to release the Communication Technique, while he himself had been fighting for his life the entire time.
Now, there was only one thought left in his head!
Hold on until Nine-Tails finishes gathering chakra!
He had completely forgotten that calling for help was even an option.
"You idiot!"
Nine-Tails's voice seethed with frustrated anger. "Release the technique right now! Hurry!"
Naruto snapped back to his senses and reached toward his chest. There was a technique formula there, invisible to the naked eye-a contingency Shihōin Naraku had left behind.
As long as he poured chakra into it, the formula would release itself, and Shihōin Naraku, far away in Konoha, would immediately sense that something was wrong.
But the instant his hand touched his chest, Momoshiki's black rods came shooting toward him.
After clearing away a mass of Shadow Clones, Momoshiki had spotted several more hiding near the rubble.
He could not be certain that the real Naruto was among them, but he attacked anyway.
Dozens of black chakra rods tore through the air, flying toward Naruto with shrill whistles.
Naruto barely had time to twist sideways. Three black rods grazed his shoulder and waist, tearing his clothes and drawing several trails of