"Supreme Edge, come forth."
Since Anyo had obtained this devastating weapon, this was the first time it had finally revealed its full power on the battlefield.
After separating from the main body, the Six Paths Sharp Edge began to disassemble, turning into smaller blades that surrounded Anyo, 1,296 in total.
Each contained the intent of destruction within Anyo's swordsmanship. Combined with the control of Okatana Swordsmanship, killing enemies could hardly have been easier.
The moment he reached the front lines, the blades fell like fine rain. Each precisely pierced a White Zetsu's weak point, killing it in a single strike. After one sweep, a vast stretch of ground had been cleared.
Filled with a fierce killing intent that demanded release, Anyo did not pause before beginning the next harvest. Thousands upon thousands of White Zetsu suffered, falling row after row like wheat being reaped in a field.
In a secluded cave, Obito and Kabuto observed the situation on the battlefield. Obito now wore a white mask, and where there had once been a single eye, there were now two. His right eye was still his former Sharingan, while his left was a Rinnegan.
"The number of White Zetsu is plummeting. How is that possible? How did the Allied Shinobi Forces manage it?" Obito was full of doubt.
Kabuto chuckled. "That man has made his move. He began distinguishing himself on the battlefield back in the Second Shinobi World War. When it comes to war, I'm afraid no one is better suited to it than he is."
Obito said displeasedly, "I didn't agree to work with you so I could listen to you praise the enemy."
Kabuto said helplessly, "I'm merely stating a fact."
"Hmph. You should know my objective," Obito said gravely. "If Kisame's information is correct, Naruto has gained