However, right at that mont, the Dragonfly Users in the skies above the valley flew back once more. They circled above the ravine, systematically forming a massive vortex.
Imdiately after, the hundred Dragonfly Users ford hand signs simultaneously.
"Wind Style: Tornado Jutsu!"
The combined jutsu unleashed by the hundred ninjas and their summoning beasts generated a violent air current around the outer edge of the circular valley. The ninjas who were attempting to flee were instantly blown back inside.
Initially, the wind pressure was not overwhelmingly strong. Uchiha Fugaku could have broken through the barrier and escaped on his own, but he could not abandon his clansn who were being swept back by the gale. Forced by the circumstances, he returned to the valley floor.
"Form a formation! Back-to-back, do not separate!" he roared to the people around him.
The Uchiha clansn did not understand why Fugaku was giving such an order. After all, face-to-face with a combined ninjutsu of this scale, any resistance seed utterly futile.
"Don't worry about us, leave quickly!"
"He's right, we can no longer escape."
With a freezing expression, Uchiha Fugaku's Sharingan spun frantically. He stared at them with bloodshot eyes and barked, "Obey my orders!"
Finally, the dozen or so Uchiha clansn stopped resisting. They gathered together, establishing a tight defensive periter.
At the sa ti, Hyuga Tennin and a dozen Hyuga clansn ford a similar defensive formation not far away.
After the intense slaughter, they had finally snapped out of their confusion. Although their Byakugan still could not see through the scale powder, the Hyuga clan possessed naturally exceptional sensory abilities. Even without their vision, they were highly capable sensory ninjas.
"Chief Hyuga, bring your n over here!" Uchiha Fugaku suddenly called out toward the distance.
Hyuga Tennin tracked the source of the voice and looked toward him. For so unknown reason, a natural sense of trust toward this junior rose from the depths of his heart.
It was an indescribable feeling, largely stemming from the innate confidence Fugaku exuded—a confidence that made people believe he truly possessed a way to survive.
"Listen to my command, move over there!"
"Chief, even if we activate Rotation," a Hyuga ninja argued, "protecting ourselves is already difficult enough. We can't afford to watch out for the Uchiha."
"I am the Clan Chief, obey the order!"
Under Hyuga Tennin's unyielding command, the Hyuga clan swiftly integrated with the Uchiha clan.
"Are we going to join forces and break out?" Hyuga Tennin asked upon getting close.
Uchiha Fugaku looked up at the sky and shook his head: "No, the killing blow is coming. I need your Rotation to block the first wave of the assault..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the wind pressure—which had not yet reached its absolute peak—abruptly contracted toward the center.
The wild wind howled, whipping up sand and shattering rocks. The remaining frantic Konoha ninjas were pulled into the vortex, vanishing into the depths of the eye of the storm with horrific screams.
Uchiha Fugaku commanded, "Hold steady! Use your chakra to grip the ground firmly."
Hyuga Tennin kept his word, drawing a circle with both hands to unleash Rotation, successfully holding the raging winds at bay outside their barrier.
But this was only the beginning.
In the sky, the Seven-Tails giggled and said, "My turn!"
She opened her massive mouth, violently spewing a dense cloud of purple scale powder. The scales were instantly caught by the wild wind and drawn into the tornado, distributing evenly into every single corner.
Her scale powder was never limited to just one type. She had blinding powder, and naturally, she also possessed highly flammable powder.
Once a massive amount of combustible material was mixed into the dense tornado, dozens of Dragonfly Users ford hand signs simultaneously, spitting out searing flas.
"Fire Style: Blazing Ash Jutsu!"
Though it was rely an ordinary C-rank ninjutsu, the sheer scale of dozens of them being cast in unison made the power terrifying. The mont the flas touched the scale powder—BOOM!
The purple flas instantly erupted, spreading along the path of the tornado and transforming the entire column of wind into a soaring pillar of fire.
Even if the remaining Konoha ninjas managed to avoid being swept away by the gale, the extre heat that accompanied the falling flas instantly vacuud the surrounding oxygen, turning the air scalding hot. Many ninjas simply could not withstand it, their bodies charring from the inside out in an instant.
They did not even get the chance to let out a single scream. The wind fueled the fire, and the fire rode the wind, instantly engulfing hundreds of ninjas within the inferno.
The swamp gas, dry grass, and trees within the valley—every combustible thing burned furiously. The orange-red fire tornado reached hundreds of ters into the sky, illuminating the entire valley as bright as day.
On the outside of the pillar of fire, the ninjas who had fused with their dragonflies temporarily undone their fusions. They collapsed onto the backs of their dragonflies, rapidly moving away from the flas to avoid being roasted by the intense heat.
As for Shiraki, he sat comfortably on the back of the Seven-Tails, flying further into the distance to observe.
By this point, the battle was entirely devoid of suspense. The Konoha ninjas were virtually annihilated, leaving zero possibility for a turnaround. Even the few who had miraculously broken past the wind pressure were completely helpless against the high-altitude flying ninjas due to their blindness.
A few successive wind blades easily sliced them into ribbons, and they couldn't even manage to land a scratch on the Dragonfly Users.
Shiraki gazed at the towering pillar of fire and murmured, "Is it over? It seems no other unexpected variables will occur."
For so reason, Shiraki felt a trace of disappointnt. He had originally thought there would be so earth-shattering twist, or perhaps certain Uchiha had hidden their true capabilities. Now, it appeared there was nothing...
However, just as he shook his head with a sigh, preparing to depart.
The violently burning vortex of fire began to shrink rapidly. Right before the fire tornado could dissipate completely, a massive, orange-yellow greatsword slashed through the flas from the inside out.
Surprisingly, the remaining fire was absorbed entirely by that massive greatsword in a single breath.
Once the flas in the valley vanished completely, a massive, dozen-ter-tall orange humanoid skeletal torso appeared on the open ground at the core of the valley.
The skeletal torso was heavily ridged and held a burning longsword in its hand. The lower half of the skeleton cloaked over a dozen surviving ninjas, keeping them safely protected within.
Susanoo.
Uchiha Fugaku stood within the core of the skeleton, both of his eyes bleeding. The blood was black, streaming down his cheeks and dripping onto the collar of his robes.
His eyes were no longer the three-tomoe Sharingan. Instead, three blade-like patterns slowly rotated within his pupils.
The Mangekyo Sharingan.
Imdiately following this, his eyes spun once more, causing fresh lines of blood to stream down. Muscles and skin rapidly manifested over the skeleton's fra, draping it in heavy armor...
Then, that burning orange treasure sword swung through the air, slashing directly toward his position across the distance.
A spark of excitent ignited within Shiraki's heart. His hands rapidly wove hand signs, coordinating with the Seven-Tails as she flapped her wings. Before the distant slash of the orange treasure sword could even reach his front, it was forcefully suppressed back down by an imnse wall of wind pressure.
He patted the Seven-Tails' back: "Fly higher!"
"It's finally here. Choi, prepare the Tailed Beast Bomb."
Shiraki issued the command. Upon receiving the signal, the Seven-Tails opened her mouth to gather energy, but a sudden blur washed over her mind as a powerful gaze locked onto her head.
It left her thoughts completely chaotic, causing her to feel as if she were plumting from the sky. It wasn't until Shiraki's voice echoed in her ears once more that her mind snapped back to clarity.
"Damn it, that wretched Mangekyo Sharingan! I was actually countered by him. However, I am no longer the sa as I was in the past. This ti, I definitely won't fall for it again."
Shiraki shook his head, patting her gently as he said, "Just to be safe, let's leave it for next ti."
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