Susanoo!

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As his declaration filled the air, Naruto's chakra swirled around him, gathering in a roaring torrent that grew brighter and brighter, until it was almost blinding. His Susanoo expanded, taking on its full form. It towered over the battlefield, an enormous, radiant figure that seemed to encapsulate the raw, unyielding power of the Tengu themselves.

The White Susanoo was a mesmerizing sight to behold. It stood tall, mirroring the shape of a gigantic Tengu warrior clad in traditional samurai armor. Its vast, feathered wings extended wide and its body radiated a pure, blinding white light that illuminated the dark battlefield, casting eerie shadows in all directions. The gleaming face of the Susanoo was an impassive mask, eyes glowing with a potent, otherworldly energy.

In its hands, it held the Sword of Purity, a massive blade that shimmered with an intense light. Its edges seemed sharp enough to cut through the very fabric of reality itself. Opposite the sword, it carried the Shield of Sanctity, a broad, gleaming shield that radiated a soothing light, promising an impervious defense against any attack.

Silence fell over the battlefield once more, a stunned hush that seemed to hold its breath in awe of the incredible sight.

Obito stared at the magnificent figure, his gaze flickering with an unsettling blend of apprehension and denial. "This... this is impossible," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Is it, Obito?" Naruto challenged, his voice ringing out, a resolute echo amidst the stunned silence. His eyes, reflecting the radiant light of his Susanoo, held an intense, unyielding gaze, daring Obito to refute him again.

But the Uchiha was at a loss for words. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, and his Sharingan spun wildly, reflecting the turmoil that gripped him.

Next to him, Itachi's face was a mask of calm, his dark eyes wide as they took in the spectacle. But beneath that composed exterior, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions raged. Naruto's words were a profound revelation, an unimagined truth that had shattered everything he had believed. His Mangekyo, his Susanoo, the Sword of Totsuka, the Yata Mirror - they were not truly his. The implications were staggering.

The silence on the battlefield was finally shattered by Madara, his voice rising in a seething snarl, "You dare to challenge the power of the Uchiha, brat?" His Sharingan flared menacingly, but beneath the anger, a trace of doubt flickered.

Naruto met his gaze, his eyes reflecting the divine light of his Susanoo. "It's not about challenging anyone, Madara," he retorted. His voice was cold, each word laced with an icy certainty. "It's about restoring the rightful order. It's about purifying the tainted, and banishing the evil that lurks within."

Naruto met his gaze, his eyes reflecting the divine light of his Susanoo. "It's not about challenging anyone, Madara," he retorted. His voice was cold, each word laced with an icy certainty. "It's about restoring the rightful order. It's about purifying the tainted, and banishing the evil that lurks within."

The overwhelming brightness of Naruto's Susanoo faded slightly, enough for everyone to see clearly. He moved, a figure of light and purity on the battlefield, eyes fixated on Obito, brimming with determination.

"Obito," Naruto called, the name ringing across the battlefield. He moved then, launching himself at the Uchiha, his every step resonating with a force that could topple mountains. In the wake of his advance, dust and debris swirled, stirred by the raw power of his chakra.

Obito barely had time to react before Naruto was on him. The blond's movements were lightning-fast, his form blurring as he lunged at Obito with a fierce battle cry. The Sword of Purity swiped through the air, aiming straight for Obito. It was a powerful, no-nonsense attack, one that screamed Naruto's relentless determination.

With an alarmed yell, Obito activated his own Susanoo, shielding himself from the imminent attack. The impact was colossal, a shockwave reverberating throughout the battlefield, pushing back the gathered crowd of shinobi, including Madara and Itachi.

Naruto's attack didn't end there. He pressed on, exploiting the recoil to launch a series of relentless attacks. His sword struck against Obito's Susanoo again and again, each hit generating sparks that lit up the dark sky.

The force of Naruto's attacks began to push Obito back, the Uchiha grunting in exertion as he struggled to keep his footing. His Sharingan eyes were wide, the black and red pinwheels spinning as he worked to analyze Naruto's movements, to predict his next attack.

Despite his efforts, Naruto was gaining ground, his attacks landing faster and harder, an undeniable force. He moved with a newfound rhythm, his every movement efficient and deliberate, driven by a fierce will and conviction. It was a sight that sent shockwaves through the crowd of onlookers.

Obito, on the other hand, was fighting for his life. He defended against Naruto's strikes, but his movements were growing increasingly sluggish, the effort of maintaining his Susanoo beginning to take its toll. His eyes darted to Naruto's, seeking any signs of fatigue, but was met with the unwavering resolve.

Finally, Naruto managed to break through Obito's defenses, landing a solid hit against the Uchiha's Susanoo. The impact sent Obito sprawling back, tumbling across the battlefield. His Susanoo flickered, struggling to stay intact under the onslaught.

The shield in Naruto's Susanoo's left hand dissolved, morphing into shimmering chains, reminiscent of the legendary Uzumaki's Adamantine Sealing Chains. They swiftly coiled around Obito's Susanoo, encasing it in a grip as unyielding as steel and as firm as fate itself. The chains, radiant in the darkness, seared into the ground, pinning Obito's Susanoo and blocking off its chakra flow. The onlookers watched in awe and disbelief, their breaths hitching at the spectacle unfolding before them.

Obito could only look on, a sense of dread creeping up his spine as his Susanoo struggled against the chains. "What are you...?" he stammered, his voice drowned out by the cacophony of his own hammering heartbeat.

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