Falmart World No. 0008.
The sky gradually darkened as another evening descended.
Just as Garp, Shiki, and the others had returned to the Nuclear World.
On the northern side of Arnus Hill, near Italica.
The war between the ninja faction and the mage faction was still raging fiercely.
The once orderly city had effectively ceased to exist as sections of its walls exploded and collapsed, and building after building was reduced to rubble.
Vast stretches of surrounding farmland had been scorched into blackened earth, littered with shattered corpses.
Even in such a brutal environment, both sides continued fighting in pairs.
The multicolored flashes of ninjutsu and magic rose and fell one after another.
The continuous explosions never stopped, and agonized screams rang without end.
High in the sky, beneath the crimson clouds.
Silver and blue lightning intertwined, each entangled within the other.
They collided wildly, burst apart, and dissipated, repeating over and over.
Peals of thunder that echoed through the heavens again and again drew the attention of everyone on the battlefield.
Whether ninja or mages, both sides would occasionally glance up at the sky.
Because they all knew that the key to victory lay in the outcome between lightning chancellor Old A and Sage Cato.
This was the greatest difference between extraordinary wars and ordinary wars.
A powerful individual could directly decide the course of a battle!
Intangible time slowly passed alongside the increasingly dark sky.
People died in every corner with every passing moment.
Yet the darkness was like water to the ninja.
Even ninja without Sharingan or Byakugan were highly accustomed to fighting at night.
The mages, on the other hand.
Could only repeatedly use detection magic or brighter spells to provide illumination for themselves and their nearby companions.
The moon rose above the treetops, and the