The Tide Turns

"Here they come!"

After who knew how long, standing atop Deidara's clay giant bird, Aoba saw countless ninja wearing forehead protectors emblazoned with the character for "shinobi" charging over.

"Come. Let us go greet some old friends."

After saying this cryptic remark, Aoba led everyone directly over the one hundred thousand White Zetsu clones and landed at the very front.

The [Frozen Throne] once again became corporeal and landed on the ground.

Aoba sat down without hesitation.

The members of Akatsuki lined up behind him, their eyes filled with bloodlust. Behind them, the one hundred thousand White Zetsu clones waited silently for orders in all their strange forms.

"Stop advancing!"

As the Allied Forces' General Captain, Raikage was leading the charge. The moment he saw Yasuo and the others, he immediately gave the order.

The commanders of the various combat divisions promptly obeyed and passed on Raikage's order.

In the end, the forty thousand Ninja Alliance stopped a hundred meters from the enemy, their bodies radiating an air of slaughter.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...!

Jiraiya, Ōnoki, Mei Terumi, and Gaara all appeared at the front of the formation.

Although the hope was extremely slim, if they could persuade Nagato to stop, this war could still be brought to an end.

But when Jiraiya and the others saw the situation at the front, their pupils suddenly contracted.

Everyone from Akatsuki had come, yet Konan was the only one present. Nagato was nowhere to be seen.

And Yasuo was actually sitting on the throne?

What on earth was going on?

Could Nagato have been killed by Yasuo?

But if that were the case, how could Konan be standing behind Yasuo?

Just as Jiraiya's mind was filled with questions, a voice rang out.

"You brought only this many people? It seems I greatly underestimated