Eye contact was the most naked challenge and declaration of war in the animal world.
And the instant anyone met an Uchiha's gaze, they instinctively lowered their head and looked away.
Which meant...
On a primal level, the Uchiha stood unquestionably above them!
Ōnoki caught himself lowering his head and grew angry at his instinctive show of fear.
I'm Ōnoki of Both Scales, the Third Tsuchikage of Iwagakure. I'm not the little brat I was back then. Why can't I look into those eyes?
"A man who faked his death and hid for years dares to talk big to me?"
Kamizuki smiled faintly. "Come closer. I can't hear you."
As he spoke, Ōnoki rose beyond the reach of ordinary ninjutsu.
Coming closer was out of the question.
They did not know the details of Kamizuki's battle with the Third Raikage, but they knew what kind of man the Third Raikage had been.
Kamizuki had faced him head-on and killed him in single combat...
There was no overestimating Uchiha Kamizuki's strength in close combat!
Whoosh, whoosh—
Roshi and Han broke away from the fighting and joined Ōnoki. Countless Iwagakure ninja emerged from the dense forest behind them.
By sheer numbers, the Iwagakure ninja far outnumbered the Konoha ninja in the camp.
Every eye settled on the figure standing at ease in dark blue-black robes with wide sleeves.
Five years ago, he had been the Crimson Blood Red Moon, sweeping across battlefields and soaring above mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Even in the five years after his "death," people had never stopped talking about him.
Hanzo of Ibuse, hailed as the pinnacle of ninja, had declared more than once that if Uchiha Kamizuki were still alive, the Second Shinobi World War would have ended in Konoha's victory long ago.