When the two armies faced off, ninjas were no longer ninjas. This was no longer a battle of assassinations and ambushes, but a contest of true strength.
The wind and sand swept fiercely across the land. Xiao had once wandered over this yellow earth. Now, the air teemed with the breath of life. Yet years later, this barren land, devoid of grass and trees, might be covered in green nourished by blood.
There was no unnecessary conversation. The war began directly and decisively. Suddenly, billowing white smoke erupted from the military formations as Konoha summoned several enormous beasts, including the Sannin's signature Katsuyu and Manda. The Stone ninja were just as unyielding, summoning several giant lizard-like beasts.
Whoosh!
A gale rolled in from the distance, sweeping sand along with it until it blotted out the sky and earth. Like a yellow dragon, it pierced the border between the two armies. Amid the haze, waves of sound rose and overlapped in the yellow sand. Words such as "kill" and "charge" were carried into the sudden storm of sand, and thus the war began its first close-quarters clash.
Countless figures soared into the air and plunged into the sand filling the sky. Ninjutsu of various natures erupted with astonishing force. Within moments, someone would let out a dying scream, one after another, like waves crashing without end.
In the face of a large-scale war, life was terrifyingly insignificant.
Amid the chaotic armies, a Kunai might stab in from behind at any moment, and one could be swallowed by ninjutsu at any time.
Orochimaru stood atop Manda's head, coldly watching the battle in the wind and sand.
Looking at the ninjas from both sides falling without pause, Manda's icy snake eyes were filled with contempt. He said coldly, "If you want me to