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The moment Feng Hua Xiao Xue saw Feng Hua Nu Tao, her body seemed to freeze instantly!
All the blood seemed to rush to her heart, suffocating her!
An immense fear, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around her limbs and bones!
Her face was ashen, and her lips trembled violently.
His grey-blue eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred and uncontrollable fear, and he couldn't utter a single word!
In this suffocatingly oppressive moment—
"Wind, Flowers, and Angry Waves! You traitor who murdered your lord! You will surely bring down His Highness's life!!!"
A roar filled with grief and indignation, as resolute as thunder, exploded from the hillside on the side!
Suddenly, Asama Santayu appeared, having somehow climbed up the hillside beside the train all by himself!
He had no weapons in his hands, only a heart full of courage and the flames of revenge!
Behind him were a dozen or so warriors wearing tattered armor and carrying simple swords or farm tools!
Most of them had gray hair, hunched backs, and faces etched with the marks of hardship and suffering.
But at this moment, their eyes burned with the same, almost insane determination!
"For Princess Hayayuki! For the Land of Snow! Kill—!!!"
With bloodshot eyes, San Taifu roared and led the way in pushing down the thick, heavy logs that had been prepared beforehand!
Rumble, rumble—! ! !
A dozen or so huge logs were carried down the steep ice slope.
Like a wild horse that has broken free, it hurtled towards the "Raging Waves" train that was stopped in the mountain valley with tremendous momentum and a rolling sound!
This was a desperate and tragic counterattack launched by these former loyalists who had served the government early on, with their lives!
boom!boom!boom!boom!
The heavy logs slammed into the thick, dark blue armor plating covering the side of the train with a series of dull thuds!
The impact, powerful enough to shatter ordinary city walls, only left shallow dents and a few white marks on the armor plates that shimmered with a ghostly blue chakra light!
The log itself shattered upon impact, sending wood chips flying everywhere!
The train didn't even shake at all!
"Ha...like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
The wind and waves on the front of the car didn't even look back, but let out an extremely contemptuous sneer.
He waved his hand casually, as if he were just shooing away a swarm of annoying flies.
As he moved, the side of the train moved closer to the hillside where Santaofu and the others were.
A piece of armor plate slid open silently, revealing a dense array of honeycomb-like firing ports!
Om-! ! !
A chilling metallic clang rang out!
The next instant! Like a torrential downpour!
Countless kunai and shuriken gleamed with a cold light, mixed with specially made, barbed, sharp ice spikes.
A death metal storm that blots out the sky!
With a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, it was like a swarm of bloodthirsty locusts.
They unleashed a barrage of bullets at the poorly equipped warriors on the hillside!
The coverage is so extensive!
There is no way to avoid it!
San Taifu and the old samurai behind him looked at the oncoming storm of metal, gleaming with the chilling light of death, without any fear on their faces.
There is only one kind of tragic grandeur: the acceptance of death as something already anticipated!
They straightened their hunched backs, opened their cloudy but determined eyes, and faced the torrent of death!
For the sake of justice in my heart.
In memory of the deceased monarch.
For this homeland ravaged by tyrants.
They were willing to use their flesh and blood to become their last indomitable cry!
"Your Highness...take care..." San Taifu closed his eyes and murmured to himself.
However, at this critical moment, when the outcome seemed certain, a thousand arrows pierced his heart!
Emiya Shirou let out a soft sigh.
Om-! ! !
A massive, chilling, and majestic chakra surge erupted without warning in the space in front of Santayu and the others!
Time seemed to freeze at that moment!
A deep, noble purple light, as if from the ancient starry sky.
Like a lotus flower blooming out of thin air, it instantly unfolded before Santayu and all the old samurai!
That light was not a barrier, but rather it rapidly condensed, expanded, and formed!
Huge, deep purple bones that looked like they were made of solid energy and shone with a cold, metallic luster!
Next up are the energy muscle fibers that cover it, flowing with purple flames!
Finally, there were enormous and magnificent deep purple energy wings, like wings hanging from the sky!
The wings were slightly folded, like the strongest fortress, completely enveloping and protecting San Taifu and all the old samurai behind him!
These are the wings displayed by the complete form of Susanoo.
Ding ding ding ding ding—!
Countless kunai, shuriken, and ice spikes rained down on the deep purple energy wings.
It emitted a dense, crisp crackling sound, like a sudden downpour hitting banana leaves!
The sharp hidden weapon, capable of piercing steel, struck the wings that flowed with purple flames, but it was as if it had hit a wall of sighs!
In an instant, it was thrown away, twisted, and shattered! Not even a ripple could be stirred!
The storm of death was abruptly and miraculously kept at bay by these purple wings!
San Taifu and the old samurai behind him stood there, dumbfounded.
Feeling the metallic clang and energy fluctuations so close at hand, the expected excruciating pain did not come.
They opened their eyes in a daze, and what came into view were huge purple wings that sheltered them from the wind and snow, and also from death!
The deep purple light, like the strongest protection, shone on their faces, which were filled with shock and disbelief.
The wind and snow continued to howl, and the steel trains continued to creak.
But at this moment, on this desolate icy plain, a colossal purple shadow, composed of pure chakra and exuding an aura of gods and demons, appeared.
With its sky-covering wings, it opened up a sky for the faint flame of hope to survive.
The raging flames on the front of the car, and that cold, all-encompassing smile, froze on his face for the first time.
He slowly turned his head, his sharp, hawk-like gaze carrying for the first time a hint of surprise and solemnity.
He directed his gaze toward the source of the purple light—the “traveler” he had always considered insignificant, Emiya Shirou.
The adult Sasuke was still wearing that black stand-up collar robe, but his whole demeanor was completely different.
He slightly raised his head, his dark, curved eyes having somehow transformed into an eternal kaleidoscope.
Calmly and without wavering, it met the astonished gaze of the raging wind and waves.
In that deep eye, the enormous purple wings of Susanoo were reflected, as was the stiff face of Fuuka Nutō.
He didn't speak, he just stood there quietly.
But that domineering and powerful aura, seemingly capable of severing time and space, had already permeated the entire battlefield as if it were a tangible thing.
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Deep purple energy wings, like clouds hanging from the sky, slowly closed over the howling wind and snow on the icy plains.
The enormous ribs and arm skeletons of Susanoo, flowing with purple flames, vanished silently.
Transformed into sparkling purple specks, they merged into the swirling snowflakes.
The group of San Taifu and the old samurai under his protection stood there dumbfounded.
As if he had just woken up from a dream of gods and demons descending, his face was a mixture of bewilderment at surviving a catastrophe and a deep-seated shock.
That was definitely not ninjutsu!
That is a power that transcends ordinary understanding!
The control and contempt on Feng Hua Nu Tao's face had vanished, leaving only extreme terror and disbelief.
His hawk-like eyes were fixed on the figure in the black robe.
It was as if he was seeing this traveler he had ignored for the first time.
Just now, those giant purple wings that shielded death, that cold, oppressive aura like a god or demon looking down on ants.
It completely shattered all his pride and reliance as the ruler of the Snow Country.
His lips trembled, and strange "hoarse" sounds came from his throat, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Boruto rushed forward, his face full of worry: "Your chakra... is it alright?"
Before they even arrived, Sasuke's chakra had already been drained by Urashiki.
At this moment, the chakra should not be enough to support the complete Susanoo.
The adult Sasuke tilted his head slightly, his crimson Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan calmly sweeping across Boruto's tense face, his voice low and steady: "It's alright. He's recovered."