The End

Artificial humans, mutants, Madara, Hiruko, aliens...

The Shinobi World War began in an expected manner, yet ended in an unbelievable way.

Madara was still stunned, as if he had returned to the moment when he first saw the stone tablet in Naka Shrine.

"Let's go." Ruri opened a spatial passage before him, leading to the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Madara stepped inside. His life should have ended long ago.

The Allied Shinobi Forces still remembered the despair they had felt when Urashiki appeared.

The foreign enemy bore down on them like a mountain. Even if the entire Shinobi World had been mobilized, even if every ninja had joined forces, they still seemed powerless.

No one wanted to recall the grief, rage, and helplessness of that time.

But the First Takikage had swept through hordes of aliens and directly slain the enemy leader, leaving them no choice but to submit in admiration.

The Six Kage said nothing. They walked up to Ruri and bowed respectfully, not on behalf of the six great ninja villages or the Six Great Nations, but on behalf of the entire Shinobi World.

That bow was not because of Ruri's overwhelming power, but because he had dared to stand before everyone, fight the aliens alone, turn the tide, and protect the Shinobi World.

This was the Will of Taki he had upheld from beginning to end.

People had once remembered the First Takikage for centuries. After this battle, even a thousand years later, perhaps no one would forget him.

Countless Allied Shinobi Forces ninjas watched the First Takikage's Haori of the God flutter in the wind. Their hearts swelled with an intense emotion that wanted to burst forth, yet it was blocked by a stone lodged in their throats, impossible to vent.

They wanted to go up