"Rumble..."
Deafening rumbling echoed across heaven and earth as one falling star after another descended from the sky, bearing a terrifying might that drove people to despair.
The thirty-odd falling stars created by Planetary Devastation had already exceeded what ordinary ninja could comprehend.
There was simply no escaping a bombardment on this scale.
"This isn't ninjutsu... it's a natural disaster!"
Someone among the Allied Shinobi Forces on the ground cried out involuntarily.
Even more people sank into utter despair!
Faced with the mass of meteorites blotting out the sky, even the thought of fleeing seemed absurd.
Where could they run?
The entire battlefield lay within Planetary Devastation's bombardment range.
No, even escaping this battlefield would not mean they were safe.
Planetary Devastation on this scale would destroy more than just a battlefield. It would even affect an entire continent.
Whatever happened elsewhere, there was no chance the entire Land of Frost would survive.
"Madara really has tied us down!"
Shihōin Naraku raised his head to look at the falling stars descending from the heavens, while discreetly glancing out of the corner of his eye at Madara Uchiha as he raced toward the God Tree.
He knew exactly what Madara wanted to do.
But he really could not go stop him now. Of course, he had no reason to stop him either.
This was Madara's own choice. If he wanted to seek his own death, what could Naraku say?
"You two get to work. Destroy as many falling stars as you can, and leave the rest to me."
Naraku's expression gradually grew serious. He looked at the two beside him. "But I might need some time, so until then, you must make sure not a single falling star hits the ground."
"If these meteorites actually fall onto the battlefield, the Allied