On the battlefield, the wind fell silent.
It wasn't that the storm had passed—every current of air had been severed in an instant by the towering Susanoo that pierced the heavens.
"T-That is…"
The body of the Third Raikage—a physique said to be forged from steel—trembled uncontrollably.
The Lightning Release Armor he took such pride in looked laughably fragile before the red giant that stood hundreds of meters tall.
"Is this… the true power of the Uchiha?"
Nearby, the Third Kazekage tried to manipulate his iron sand, only to realize he barely had the courage to raise his head.
Within the crystalline core set into Susanoo's forehead, Tobirama stood with his arms crossed, a cruel curve tugging at the corner of his lips.
"The first strike," he said calmly, "was just a greeting."
Boom!
The Perfect Susanoo drew the colossal Chakra greatsword from its waist.
With a single, unadorned slash—
The sword aura stretched for over a kilometer.
The earth split open like soft tofu, a bottomless ravine tearing across the battlefield in an instant.
As for the hundreds of allied ninja caught in its path—
They didn't even have time to scream before being reduced to drifting blood mist.
One strike reshaped the terrain.
One strike annihilated an army.
"AHHH—!"
"How are we supposed to fight that?!"
"Is this a god?!"
"Run! Run now!!"
Moments earlier, the Allied Forces had been advancing with overwhelming momentum.
Now, they collapsed completely.
Fear spread faster than any plague.
"Do not retreat!"
Ōnoki roared from midair, his aged face flushed red with fury.
"That thing is nothing but materialized Chakra! If our attacks are dense enough, it can be broken!"
"Earth Release: Rock Bullet Jutsu!"
"Lightning Release: Hell Stab!"
"Magnet Release: Iron Sand Shower!"
Led by the three Kage, thousands of ninja launched a desperate counterattack.
A torrent of multicolored ninjutsu slammed violently into the crimson armor of the Susanoo.
Clang. Clang. Clang.
The smoke slowly dispersed.
Not a single scratch marred the armor.
Despair.
True, absolute despair.
Ōnoki stared at the giant Tengu mask before him as memories long buried surged forth.
Decades ago, that same gaze—cold, indifferent—had once looked down on him.
Uchiha Madara.
As if he were nothing more than an insect that could be crushed at will.
"…It's happening again."
Ōnoki's body trembled. The trauma carved into his bones resurfaced.
That sense of insignificance.
That overwhelming helplessness before a god.
…
Inside the crystal core, Tobirama looked down at the struggling masses and shook his head.
"Too weak."
"So this is what passes for the elite of the shinobi world?"
"In that case—"
He clapped his hands together.
Sage Chakra and Wood Release Chakra erupted violently within his body.
"I'll show you what true hell looks like."
"Wood Release: Multiple Wood Clone Technique!"
Poof! Poof! Poof!
More than a dozen Wood Clones leapt out from the Susanoo, landing around the battlefield.
In the next instant—
Crimson Chakra ignited around each clone.
"Susanoo: Activate!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth shook violently.
Before the stunned, terrified eyes of everyone present—
More than a dozen Perfect Susanoo rose from the ground.
Including the original, there were thirteen in total.
Thirteen red giants, each hundreds of meters tall, forming a vast circle.
The twenty thousand Allied Forces were trapped in the center—
Like ants surrounded by towering adults.
"T-This… this is impossible…"
The Lightning Release around the Third Raikage dissipated as despair consumed his face.
One was already unstoppable.
Now there were more than ten.
How were they supposed to fight this?!
"I'm not singling anyone out," Tobirama's voice thundered across the battlefield, amplified by Chakra.
"I'm saying everyone here is trash."
"Kill."
At his command—
Thirteen Susanoo swung their swords simultaneously.
The world ended.
Sword auras crisscrossed into a web of death. No matter where one fled, there was nowhere to escape.
Blood soaked the earth.
Corpses piled like mountains.
The Konoha ninja stood frozen in shock.
"So this is the power of the Uchiha…"
"Too strong… like a god…"
"No—! I refuse to accept this!!"
Ōnoki's eyes turned bloodshot as he watched his subordinates fall like harvested wheat.
Fear twisted into madness.
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"
Hum—!
A dazzling cube of white light condensed and shot straight toward one of the Wood Clone Susanoo.
Dust Release—a Kekkei Tōta that transcended Bloodline Limits.
It decomposed all matter at the molecular level.
Sizzle—!
The Wood Clone Susanoo and the clone inside it vanished instantly, crumbling into nothingness.
"Oh?"
Tobirama raised an eyebrow, his gaze locking onto the old man in the sky.
"Dust Release, huh…"
"Interesting."
"Ōnoki—do you want to dance too?"
The massive blade of the main Susanoo pointed directly at him.
"Come. Let me see how strong your Will of Stone really is."
"You damn brat! Don't underestimate me!"
Ōnoki roared, his body becoming a streak of light as he used the Light-Weight Rock Technique to weave through the attacks.
He knew a head-on clash meant death.
He had to find the main body.
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Limit Technique!"
Another devastating beam swept across the battlefield.
Experience mattered.
When fighting with his life on the line, this old man was troublesome.
Still—
"So annoying."
Tobirama's eyes turned icy.
"Wood Release: Wood Hand Technique!"
Rumble!
Countless massive wooden hands burst from the earth, swatting toward Ōnoki like a storm.
He dodged frantically, but there were too many. Endless.
Smack!
A wooden hand struck him squarely, slamming him into the ground like a broken kite.
"Cough—!"
Ōnoki struggled to rise, his body aching, bones nearly shattered.
Before he could recover—
Flash.
A streak of golden light.
The Susanoo vanished.
Using the Flying Thunder God Technique, Tobirama appeared less than a meter in front of him.
"Caught you, old man."
Ōnoki's pupils shrank.
"You—"
He tried to form hand seals.
But his gaze met Tobirama's left eye.
Within the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, a strange pattern slowly rotated.
Left Eye: Takamagahara — Activate.
Designated Dōjutsu: Kotoamatsukami.
Boom!
A supreme ocular power invaded his mind without resistance.
The strongest genjutsu.
It rewrote one's will without the target ever realizing it.
Ōnoki's eyes went blank for a brief moment.
Then—
Fear vanished.
Anger disappeared.
Resistance ceased.
What remained was absolute loyalty.
"Go," Tobirama said casually, patting his shoulder.
"Get those two Kage who've been watching to move as well."
"Yes, Lord Tobirama."
Ōnoki nodded respectfully and floated back into the air.
He formed seals again.
Dust Release gathered—
But this time, it wasn't aimed at Tobirama.
It was aimed at the Third Raikage and Third Kazekage.
"Ōnoki! What are you doing?!"
The Raikage sensed danger too late.
The white light was already upon him.
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"
Boom!!
The ambush was swift and merciless.
Despite activating his Lightning Release Armor in time, the Raikage was blasted hundreds of meters away—his right arm completely destroyed.
"AAARGH! You old bastard! Have you lost your mind?!"
The Third Kazekage stared in disbelief.
"Tsuchikage—have you been caught in a genjutsu?!"
Ōnoki remained expressionless, floating calmly.
"For the glory of Lord Tobirama."
"You scum… all of you must die."
"Land of Earth forces!"
His voice thundered across the battlefield.
"Turn your weapons!"
"Attack the Land of Lightning and the Land of Wind!"
"Kill!!"
The battlefield descended into total chaos.
Former allies became mortal enemies in an instant.
Though confused, the Earth ninja obeyed without hesitation—driving kunai into the backs of their former comrades.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"Ōnoki betrayed us?!"
On the Konoha side, stunned silence turned into thunderous cheers.
High above, Tobirama stood within the Susanoo, calmly watching the battlefield collapse into madness.
The Raikage and Kazekage fought desperately against Ōnoki.
The allied armies slaughtered each other.
A satisfied smile appeared on Tobirama's lips.
"That's right."
"Why exhaust yourself when others can do the work for you?"
"Watching dogs tear each other apart…"
"Now that's entertaining."