"Whoosh-!"
A fierce wind sprang up, whipping the flames into a skyward dance and scorching the entire battlefield a blazing red!
Shihōin Naraku darted between ten Susanoo at high speed, swinging the blade in his hand and cutting down these puppets controlled by Madara Uchiha.
Against Naraku, most of these Susanoo could last only a few exchanges before being destroyed.
But Madara would release eye power and chakra at any moment to form new Susanoo, filling the gaps.
After all, third-stage Susanoo did not consume much chakra.
At least, not for Madara!
Had they been Perfect Susanoo, Madara could never have kept this up for so long.
Even so, he was now beginning to feel that he could not sustain it.
The injury to his soul had only been temporarily suppressed by Black Zetsu, not healed.
Every so often, a sharp pain from deep within his soul would force him to draw a sharp breath.
And that was not even the biggest problem. The greatest headache was that the injury was affecting his control over chakra and eye power!
Although he could still maintain this state, the chakra and eye power it consumed had clearly increased.
Otherwise, merely forming this many Susanoo would not have left him feeling so strained.
Right now, Madara was relying on Susanoo to buy time!
He was waiting for intelligence from the Main Battlefield before deciding how to proceed.
But after fighting for this long, Madara found that Naraku's combat strength showed no sign of declining. Instead, he only grew fiercer as the battle went on!
At this rate, he really might not be able to hold out.
Black Zetsu, attached to Madara's body, also realized something was wrong and hurriedly encouraged him. "It's been light for quite a while now. If I'm not mistaken,