"Why... why is this happening?"
High above the battlefield, Obito Uchiha dodged Ren's attacks with everything he had while desperately trying to counterattack.
But no matter what he did, he was horrified to discover that nothing seemed to work.
That feeling made him realize that, in the end, nothing had really changed from before.
He was still being crushed by Ren.
Still getting beaten down by this man every step of the way.
At some point, it had become the norm.
He had been getting pummeled by Ren for so long that he was practically experienced at losing now.
"Why the hell did it turn out like this?!"
Obito roared inwardly, unable to understand how things had developed to this point.
He had suffered so much, endured so much. He had even resisted the Ten-Tails' corruption by clinging to his thoughts of Rin, finally reaching a level of power comparable to the Sage of Six Paths.
And yet Ren had calmly told him that this power he had fought so desperately to obtain...
was something Ren also possessed.
And not only that, Ren's was even stronger, because he had attained something called Kekkei Mōra!
Obito found the whole thing absurd.
No Ten-Tails.
No Rinnegan.
How could some so-called "Kekkei Mōra" suppress him to this extent?
But the worst part was that it was all true.
At first, even in his normal state, Ren had been able to fight him evenly, even faintly suppress him.
That had already felt strange, but Obito had not dwelled on it too much.
After all, he had only just entered this state. His new power still needed time to adapt and synchronize.
But now...
Now that Ren had directly transformed into this form—one somewhat similar to his own, yet incomparably more complete—the gap between them had been blown wide open to an almost ridiculous degree.
And for the first time, Obito truly regretted not using his own Sharingan.
Without Kamui, he had been weakened enormously.
In the past, no matter what powerful enemy he faced, no matter how dangerous the situation, as long as he could activate Kamui, he could always escape unscathed.
Even against a mad monster like Ren, he could still retreat safely after paying some price.
But now, stripped of that absolute refuge, he truly could not withstand Ren's attacks.
Still, regret was pointless now.
After all... this path had been his own choice.
"What a shame. Without Kamui, you're really pathetically weak now."
Ren seemed to have guessed exactly what Obito was thinking.
As he swung his golden blade again and again, driving his sword straight into Obito's chest, he also continued stabbing mercilessly at his heart with words.
"Ever wonder why I had strength far beyond yours for so long, yet never killed you?"
"It wasn't because I didn't want to. It was because I couldn't do it easily. You were just too troublesome."
"What the hell do you mean, you bastard?!"
Clearly provoked by Ren's words, Obito finally lost his temper.
"You don't understand something that obvious?"
Ren remained completely indifferent to Obito's fury, continuing both his assault and his relentless verbal barrage.
"With Kamui and Izanagi, killing you was never going to be easy, even for me.
Sure, I can break through the limits of space, but as our power rose, your control over space naturally improved too.
And with White Zetsu cells in your body, plus the use of Izanagi, even I would have had a hard time putting you down.
But now? You gave up your greatest advantage and chose to fight me using someone else's eyes.
If that isn't suicide, what is?
Honestly, in your current state, you can't even excite me anymore."
Couldn't even excite him...?
That line instantly enraged Obito completely.
He had to admit it. Without Kamui, he did feel deeply uneasy.
He really had abandoned the power he was best at.
But Ren's tone—his complete contempt, the way he acted like Obito was beneath notice—that was intolerable.
Buzz—
Another slash ripped through the air. Space collapsed. The land below shattered.
Ren looked at the battered Obito dodging in utter misery and shook his head.
"Strength is always best when it's truly your own.
A stitched-together thing like you, cobbled together entirely from other people's power—what's it matter if you reached Six Paths?
And I remember I already analyzed how your Kamui came to be.
When Rin Nohara died, you felt like the whole world had become unreal.
You needed a world of your own. A separate space, isolated from this tragic reality, where you could shut yourself away.
In that fantasy, Rin would still be there. So would everything you ever longed for.
And yet now, you abandoned that yourself.
So should I understand this as... you've actually given up on Rin Nohara too?"
"Shut up!"
That line struck straight at the heart.
Obito let out a furious roar, and the spikes circling his chest suddenly ignited with crimson flames.
Those scarlet flames were the Cross-Pattern Sacred Fire, an ability unique to a Ten-Tails jinchūriki.
"You know nothing! Shut your mouth!"
As he roared, another Truth-Seeking Orb flew into his hand and transformed once more into a black staff.
But this time, the staff did not remain a staff.
It stretched, twisted, and wove into itself, eventually forming a uniquely shaped spear.
"Amenonuhoko?"
Ren raised a brow. He could tell that Obito was finally preparing to go all out.
And that was exactly what Ren had wanted to see.
Once this war ended, future battles might be even more intense, but the efficiency of "harvesting points" would surely drop.
Naturally, Ren had no intention of wasting this opportunity.
And the stronger Obito became, the better Ren could gauge the true extent of his own current strength.
As for the extraterrestrial Ōtsutsuki?
Because of their lack of information, and because of their own personalities and flaws, Ren did not regard them too highly.
Even a fully revived Madara and Hashirama, or even the later versions of Naruto and Sasuke after their powers had been "sealed," could still defeat people like that.
But such people were not the norm.
An enemy like Isshiki Ōtsutsuki—someone with terrifying combat ability, immense experience, and a steady progression toward the so-called "Ōtsutsuki God"—that was the kind of opponent Ren truly feared and had to prepare against.
Using a fully committed Obito to test his own limits, and to test the strength of his Kekkei Mōra, was a necessary step.
Of course, even while testing himself, Ren would only do so while guaranteeing absolute victory.
He never created unnecessary trouble for himself.
Especially when he still wanted to squeeze more rewards out of this battle.
"You should die—"
Now cloaked in the Cross-Pattern Sacred Fire and wielding the Heavenly Spear of Marsh, Obito was clearly ready to risk everything.
His voice was hoarse as he stared at Ren, his fury and savagery staining the heavens.
"There's something I've always been curious about."
Ren lightly shook his head. The golden blade in his hand began to lengthen further, and at the same time he asked in a soft voice:
"You spent so long in the Land of Water, but did you ever investigate who really pushed Rin Nohara into that situation?
Minato and Kushina treated you so well. So why did you repay kindness with betrayal and destroy that whole family?
And you keep chanting her name like a prayer—so why did you never once think about bringing her back to life?
Was it because you were afraid that if she saw what you'd become, she'd reject you from the bottom of her heart?
Or have you just sunk so deep into your own delusions that you can't come back anymore?"
By now, the golden light-sword in Ren's hand looked as though it could pierce the heavens themselves.
And his words pierced Obito even more deeply.
"To put it bluntly, you're just a self-righteous, selfish, self-indulgent fool.
For all your grand speeches, in the end it's always only been about yourself."
"Stop deceiving yourself, Obito Uchiha."
While Ren was battering Obito through the skies, Sasuke and Itachi's battle had also reached a fever pitch.
Amaterasu.
Fire Release.
Lightning Release.
Taijutsu.
And the Sharingan's genjutsu.
Their techniques collided and unraveled in a constant blur, their bodies flashing across the battlefield like streaks of lightning.
"Sasuke, things aren't what you think they are—"
Even while fighting, Itachi could not stop himself from speaking.
But Sasuke's attacks were simply too fierce.
Especially now that he had gained Itachi's eyes—his insight and chakra intensity had both risen sharply.
Even someone as exceptionally skilled as Itachi was now finding it difficult to handle him.
Seeing that Sasuke refused to listen and was charging again, Itachi could only form hand seals.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
A massive fireball erupted from his mouth and shot toward Sasuke.
But Sasuke didn't even bother to dodge.
His Eternal Mangekyō spun, and Susanoo appeared instantly!
"…You won't even hear me out?"
Watching Sasuke's attitude, Itachi felt pain stab through him.
But he had already made up his mind—this time, he would explain everything.
He would tell Sasuke the truth, no matter what.
Edo Tensei had given him this chance.
He had to say it.
Buzz—
Facing Sasuke's Susanoo, Itachi's own chakra surged at once.
A crimson skeletal giant burst into being around him.
As more chakra condensed, flesh and meridians formed over the skeleton.
And because he was now an Edo Tensei body, he didn't need to worry about eye strain or whether his body could endure the burden.
With his chakra and ocular power supporting it, the Susanoo continued to grow, armor forming over its body.
His Third Stage Susanoo had appeared.
Bang!
In the next instant, Itachi blocked Sasuke's attack and finally found another opportunity to speak.
"Don't be impulsive. Things were never as simple as you think. Back then, the Uchiha were already on the verge of destruction. I had to make a choice. For the village, I was forced to strike a deal with Danzō, I—"
"Shut up!"
Before Itachi could finish, Sasuke suddenly roared.
His eyes spun rapidly, and his Susanoo began to change.
What had only been a half-bodied giant suddenly developed a lower body.
Under Sasuke's continued control, the violet Susanoo expanded further and further, its tremendous chakra making the surrounding land quake violently.
In Itachi's shocked gaze, armor formed, a tengu-like mask appeared, and enormous wings unfurled from its back.
A complete Susanoo over a hundred meters tall stood between heaven and earth like a god or demon.
Inside the crystal atop its head, Sasuke stood with arms folded, staring down coldly at Itachi.
"…This…"
Looking at that enormous, complete body, feeling its surging power, Itachi could only murmur in disbelief.
"So this is Sasuke with transplanted eyes…"
"Uchiha Itachi, you seem to have never realized just how stupid you really are."
Sasuke's voice rang down from above, colder than ice.
"Everything about you—Stop it."
Itachi's body stiffened.
His eyes widened.
He looked up in disbelief.
"What?"
"Shisui already told me everything."
"…What?"
"And I spent years in Root. I know far more than you think."
Sasuke's gaze was frigid, the hatred and rage in his eyes seeming almost to burn.
"You keep convincing yourself that what you did was right, but you never once considered how others would feel.
You only ever believed in your own judgment.
I know about your deal with Danzō.
Honestly? I would have preferred to die that night rather than be 'protected' by you in that disgusting way.
Danzō was a criminal against Konoha. Don't tell me you didn't know what he'd done.
Use that pathetic brain of yours and think for once—why did Obito Uchiha know the exact date Kushina-sama was giving birth?!"
"The date… Kushina-sama was due to give birth?"
Itachi froze.
Then his face changed dramatically.
A jinchūriki's childbirth was the moment of greatest weakness.
That date had to be kept under the strictest secrecy.
Only a tiny number of people could have known.
And Danzō…
"And yet you actually made a deal with someone like that. Only a complete idiot like you would do something so stupid. And even now you still think you were right?"
Sasuke's fury burned brighter and brighter.
Even though he had once already killed Itachi, he still couldn't suppress his hatred.
"Shisui already had a plan. He hinted his choice to you long ago.
The Uchiha's problem was never just inside the clan—it was inside the village as well.
As long as someone like Danzō existed, someone who decided first that the Uchiha were guilty and only then searched for reasons, the clan would never know peace.
The only way forward was to get rid of Danzō first, then gradually deal with the radicals inside the clan.
That was the only path that could truly save the Uchiha.
But what did you do?
You sided with the village's greatest traitor—the man who wanted to destroy the clan from the very beginning.
You slaughtered the clan that raised you, birthed you, nurtured you, and made you who you are.
And now you still dare stand in front of me and say you 'have something to tell me'?"
As he recalled everything Shisui had told him, recalled that little "robber child" story, and combined it with everything he had learned from Root's files, Sasuke already understood what Itachi had truly done.
And beyond that, Sasuke also knew from both Shisui and Ren that they had long been working to save the Uchiha.
Yes, Fugaku had indeed done things he never should have done.
But Shisui had possessed the ability to suppress them.
And in the absolute worst case...
It would still have been better to kill Fugaku alone than to kill their mother as well—than to massacre all the innocent clan members too.
Itachi's obsession with his own "sacrifice," his obsession with preserving the Uchiha's "honor" by taking everything onto himself—
The village had already done far more than enough.
But what had the Uchiha's own son, Itachi himself, done?
Every time Sasuke thought of it, the anger inside him burned hotter.
That pain gnawed constantly at his heart.
And the more he understood the truth, the more he hated Uchiha Itachi.
"You…"
Itachi stared at Sasuke in utter disbelief.
He had never imagined that Sasuke already knew all of this.
The hatred in Sasuke's voice and eyes made Itachi completely lose his bearings.
He had once thought that by telling the truth, Sasuke might finally understand his suffering and struggle back then.
But he had never expected that Shisui and Ren had already been planning everything.
And that he himself...
had been the one who had done the most foolish thing of all.
At that moment, Itachi fell silent.
It felt like a thunderbolt had struck his soul.
He closed his eyes in pain, as if he truly could no longer accept what he had done.
"What... did I even do?"
"What meaning did any of this ever have?"
"I…"
"Talking to you this long was already a waste of my time!"
Seeing Itachi in this state, Sasuke's gaze sharpened.
His complete violet Susanoo moved instantly.
"You're the kind of thing that belongs screaming in hell.
Just looking at you disgusts me.
And the fact that a monster like you was once my brother—that is the greatest shame of my life.
You should be ground to dust and ashes!"
Buzz—
With Sasuke's roar, his Complete Body Susanoo swung its blade.
The earth trembled violently.
A massive slash tore through the ground in a straight line.
Itachi's crimson Susanoo lost one arm instantly!
Yet Itachi still looked absent, lost, and hollow, as if he had no will to fight back.
But Sasuke showed no mercy.
The violet Susanoo struck again and again, displaying terrifying destructive power.
The ground shook continuously as the surrounding terrain was devastated even further.
Itachi's Susanoo shattered completely.
Its seemingly unbreakable armor proved utterly useless.
All four of its arms were severed.
Its great head was cut off.
The Susanoo collapsed under Sasuke's assault.
Sasuke's gaze finally landed directly on Itachi himself, and his massive sword rose again.
"This time... die for good.
I never want to see a beast like you again!"
Looking at the giant blade of Sasuke's Susanoo descending toward him, Itachi's heart sank into complete despair.
For the first time, perhaps—
He truly understood just how stupid he had been.
"What... do you mean?"
On another part of the battlefield, the Second Tsuchikage stared in confusion at Madara's words, completely unable to understand what he meant.
And not only him—even Tobirama looked bewildered.
He didn't understand what Madara was talking about either.
After all, he had been kept sealed and inactive by Orochimaru this entire time. He hadn't moved together with his brother and Madara, and there was too much he simply didn't know.
"Hm?"
But Tobirama was still Tobirama.
He was the creator of Edo Tensei, and his instincts were razor-sharp.
Almost at once, he realized that Edo Tensei's hold over him had weakened.
"What's going on?"
Though puzzled, his eyes lit up.
He immediately recognized that this might be his chance to break free.
"Big brother—"
He turned instantly toward Hashirama.
But Hashirama simply shook his head.
"Don't rush. Watch Madara. We cooperate with him."
"?"
Tobirama's face was blank.
What did that even mean?
And why did the two of them seem completely unsurprised that the caster's control had weakened?
…Had they been hiding something from him?
"What do I mean?"
Madara's lips slowly curved upward.
He looked at the sky, where explosions thundered constantly, then at the shattered earth, the ruined mountains and rivers that looked like some hellish realm.
And his smile only widened.
"What terrifying strength. So this is Ren's power. So this is the power of a Ten-Tails jinchūriki.
But how unfortunate.
In the end, it belongs to no more than a traitor.
I'm very curious to see... how this one ends."
A traitor?
What ending?
The Second Tsuchikage was still baffled.
But Tobirama and he both widened their eyes in the very next instant.
Because Madara moved.
Buzz—
A sharp whooshing sound tore through the air.
The Second Tsuchikage couldn't dodge in time.
His head was twisted off instantly by Madara!
"You—"
"This—"
"Damn it! What is he doing?!"
Madara's sudden attack left every Kage around him staring in shock.
Not only them—even the other Edo Tensei shinobi were stunned.
"What the hell…"
The allied shinobi in the Kumo and Iwa camps stared in disbelief.
Weren't the Edo Tensei supposed to be on their side?
What was this?
Even Black Zetsu, still reeling from Ren's revelation of Kekkei Mōra, sensed that something was wrong.
He turned—and nearly lost his mind.
Madara Uchiha...
had attacked his own side?!
"What is going on? What the hell is he doing?!"
Of all the things Black Zetsu feared most, Madara was at the top.
Ren was terrifying, yes, but with Obito still holding the line, he wasn't immediately their biggest problem.
But Madara was right here.
If Madara started moving—
They were finished!
How could Black Zetsu not panic?
"I told you already. Tobirama created this jutsu.
And controlling both Hashirama and Madara at once, while also having to spare some attention for that useful but idiotic Obito... it would create openings."
Orochimaru, meanwhile, wore a grave look that might have fooled someone who didn't know him.
"But you wouldn't listen.
You insisted on using them anyway.
That's why I never wanted Tobirama active in the first place.
And now…"
Black Zetsu didn't want to hear it.
He only knew disaster had arrived.
And right then, Madara turned and looked directly toward Orochimaru's position.
His voice rang across the battlefield.
"It seems your understanding of Edo Tensei is still insufficient.
Let me enlighten you.
This technique carries a risk.
If the summoned one is far stronger than the caster, and if that summoned one just so happens to know the release seals... then things become dangerous.
Especially when the caster is simultaneously controlling both me and Hashirama while also keeping some attention on a useful fool.
Like now.
That means danger is already standing right beside you…"
Madara's hands came together and began to form seals calmly.
"To all future users of this forbidden jutsu—if you don't have strength enough to back it up, then it's best not to use forbidden techniques at all."
"Edo Tensei... Release!"
As the final seal completed, a strange chakra erupted from within Madara.
Not only him—Hashirama and Tobirama glanced at each other as well.
Then, no matter how displeased Tobirama felt, he still quickly joined his brother in forming the same sequence of hand seals.
The violent chakra exploded from inside their bodies.
The control imprint belonging to Orochimaru began fading.
At that moment—
They had become self-governing Edo Tensei.
"It's over... it's over... these monsters…"
Ōnoki's face turned deathly pale.
Still severely injured and barely recovering, he watched the scene unfold, and the sense of despair in his heart was beyond words.
That figure in the sunset from long ago—
That proud, invincible silhouette—
It had returned.
"Damn it…"
The Fourth Raikage also had sweat dripping down his forehead.
The scene before him was enough to break even his spirit.
He was brave, ruthless, and immensely confident.
But after everything he had already experienced—especially after witnessing Ren's Wood Release—he had finally started believing those old records about Madara and Hashirama.
Back when he agreed to war with Konoha, it was because those two existed.
Because he thought they could counter Ren.
But now, not only had that hope collapsed, Ren himself had clearly already reached an entirely different level.
And at this moment, the very two people who had once built the shinobi order had openly switched sides and stood against them.
That kind of pressure—
That kind of despair—
Completely filled his heart.
"This is bad…"
"Is the village... doomed?"
The earlier generations of Tsuchikage and Raikage, all of whom had lived through Madara and Hashirama's era, were just as stunned.
But it wasn't just them.
On Konoha's side, everyone was staring too.
"What the hell... is going on?"
Mei Terumī looked completely baffled.
She had already been preparing to move, and then this happened out of nowhere.
"It seems the First Hokage, the Second Hokage, and Madara have defected."
Pakura turned toward Tsunade, thought for a moment, then smiled faintly.
"This sudden betrayal feels a little too convenient.
Don't tell me this was Ren's plan too?
That man really does have endless tricks."
"It's not exactly a plan. He just made some preparations beforehand."
Tsunade glanced at Pakura, inwardly thinking this woman really understood Ren far too well.
"Still, get ready. They're about to move. We can't fall behind either.
By the way, how's your preparation going, Hikari?"
"Almost done."
Hikari opened her eyes.
Her eyes had already shifted into the form of the Rinnegan, and her chakra was resonating continuously with the Tenseigan on the moon.
A strange power was being transmitted upward into the stars through her eyes.
Though it was her first time using it on this scale, it wasn't truly difficult for her.
"Good."
Tsunade drew in a deep breath and fixed her gaze ahead.
"This time, let's settle everything and give the future of the shinobi world a real peace."
While they were preparing to move, Madara and Hashirama also exchanged a glance.
The next moment, their chakra exploded.
"Susanoo!"
Blue chakra burst around Madara's body.
The Rinnegan appeared in his eyes, and Susanoo formed instantly.
Within moments, it expanded to an unbelievable size.
A terrifying amount of chakra radiated from it.
Madara kept pouring chakra into it, and Susanoo continued evolving.
Armor covered its body.
Wings unfurled from its back.
Battle armor clad it from head to toe, and the ferocious tengu mask made it look like an Asura of slaughter itself.
Madara stood in the crystal at its forehead, arms folded, looking down on the world.
"Wood Release: Wood Golem!"
On the other side, Hashirama's hands flashed through seals.
A giant no smaller than Madara's Susanoo appeared on the battlefield.
Standing on the Wood Golem's shoulder, Hashirama gazed ahead.
Then Madara suddenly spoke.
"It's been a long time since we fought side by side like this, Hashirama."
"Uh... didn't we literally do that not long ago—"
Hashirama blinked in confusion, only to be interrupted immediately.
"If you don't speak, no one will mistake you for mute!"
Madara shook his head, then laughed.
"Back then, you rejected my proposal.
Now let us finish this.
And while we're at it, let's see exactly what kind of ghost has been hiding in the dark all this time!"
"…Fine. I understand."
Hashirama nodded helplessly.
At this point, he had no intention of holding back either.
"So... shall we begin?"
"Begin!"
Madara let out a laugh, and Susanoo launched into the air!
Hashirama drove the Wood Golem forward as well.
Perhaps only by truly unifying the shinobi world could peace finally be achieved...
"Hey! You two!"
Watching them charge off, Tobirama stood there with a completely blank expression.
They had...
completely forgotten about him.
"Hmm?"
Far out in space, the three Ōtsutsuki had already drawn much closer to the shinobi world.
But the closer they came, the more they sensed that something was not quite right.
"…What intriguing chakra."
Momoshiki spoke as he flew, a gleam of amusement in his eyes.
"One of them seems to have used the Ten-Tails to force its power up to our level.
But the other... that one is stranger.
It feels like a fully matured Divine Tree itself.
And these two are battling each other."
"How interesting. This planet is proving far more complicated than we imagined."
"Indeed. Which only makes it more worthy of our personal attention."
Urashiki replied with a light smile.
But inwardly, he was already deeply alert.
Whether it was some lifeform that had reached their level through the Ten-Tails, or a "living Divine Tree," neither possibility was something to take lightly.
Though he still had no idea what exactly was going on, anyone capable of wielding such power would not be ordinary.
"Strange, though..."
Urashiki glanced ahead and spoke thoughtfully.
"The one sealed away is Kaguya. But Isshiki-senpai is nowhere to be found—not even his chakra can be sensed.
What exactly happened here?
Could it be that Kaguya did something to Isshiki-senpai?
Otherwise none of this makes sense.
And then she herself was sealed by another force.
Perhaps... by descendants who inherited her power?"
Urashiki still maintained some respect for Isshiki.
After all, Isshiki was one of the higher-ranking Ōtsutsuki, just like them.
In truth, the relationship between the Ōtsutsuki and the Hyūga wasn't entirely dissimilar.
A higher-ranked Ōtsutsuki would be accompanied by a guardian.
That guardian existed to obey unconditionally.
Even if ordered to die.
Even if ordered to let themselves be devoured.
Like Kinshiki beside them.
When Momoshiki consumed him, Kinshiki did not resist in the slightest.
That was simply their station.
Guardians were sacrifices for feeding the Divine Tree and cultivating the fruit.
They were Ōtsutsuki, yes, but their place was far lower.
"You're spinning stories, but strangely enough... it makes some sense."
Momoshiki thought for a moment, then laughed faintly and shook his head.
"Kaguya ate the fruit. That means she was not the one sacrificed.
So perhaps Isshiki was the actual sacrifice.
How ironic. That arrogant man, reduced to such an ending."
"As for what happened to Kaguya...
Speculation is pointless."
He licked his lips and stared downward.
"I'm more curious about those two fighting below.
Just how much power could they provide me, I wonder?"
Clearly, Momoshiki had already set his sights on them.
The concept of "Six Paths" meant nothing to the Ōtsutsuki.
To them, power at that level was merely basic.
He did not dare openly refine members of his own clan into pills.
But these unknown, lower lifeforms with comparable strength?
He would have no such hesitation.
He would devour them without the slightest remorse.
Urashiki simply laughed to himself.
He understood perfectly what Momoshiki meant.
Momoshiki had already treated those two beings as his property, deliberately ignoring him.
But Urashiki said nothing.
If the opportunity came, he would never miss it either.
After all, none of them had risen to this point without devouring endless life and destroying endless worlds.
"Hmm?"
But just as they entered the upper reaches of the atmosphere and prepared to descend—
A golden pillar of light suddenly shot upward, tearing through the clouds and nearly piercing heaven and earth itself!
It passed right by them.
The terrifying aura shook the void.
And that overwhelming force made even their breathing grow heavier.
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