"Tengai Shinsei."
An enormous meteor appeared in midair, instantly darkening the sky and covering several thousand meters. The ninja below gazed at the sight, no longer even thinking of fleeing for their lives, and murmured, "What kind of power is this?"
"The power of a god?" Sasori was stunned by the sight. Earlier, when Madara had charged into the Allied Shinobi Forces and slaughtered at will as though no one could stand in his way, Sasori had merely been impressed. Only now did he truly feel the gap between them.
"No wonder Kurotsuchi thinks so highly of you. You really are powerful." Sasori's eyes shone, his interest growing stronger. It would have been boring if Madara could not withstand a single blow.
As for how many members of the Allied Shinobi Forces below would die, Sasori did not care in the slightest and merely cast them a casual glance.
"Don't give up, everyone! This technique covers too wide an area for us to escape. Use defensive ninjutsu together, and we'll still have a chance of survival!"
"That's right! Don't just stand there! Don't give up until the very last moment!"
Two ninja shouted as they began directing this unit of allied ninja.
Sasori stared blankly at the two, then suddenly realized who they were, his eyes nearly splitting with rage. Who let them come here? I clearly sent them to manage logistics! Why did they come to the front lines?
The ones who had just taken command were none other than his parents, who had only recently been resurrected.
Now he had to stop this damned ninjutsu, no matter what.
Sasori's expression turned solemn as he activated Sage Mode. Dazzling blue-green light shone all over his body as he unleashed his Ryūmyaku chakra at full power, and the puppet mecha