Composure

By this time, Uchiha Qingfeng could already see Stone Village.

The humiliation of being ganged up on in Kumogakure last time was still vivid in his mind. This time, the tables had completely turned.

So what if Iwagakure's Ninja could see them now? There was nothing to fear. The enormous Susanoo landed, and the Akatsuki Organization members stepped out one after another.

They looked at Stone Village ahead as though it were a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Obito also opened his Kamui Space. One hundred thousand White Zetsu formed what looked like a white ocean. The Iwagakure Ninja left behind to defend the village were terrified out of their wits at the sight. How were they supposed to fight this battle?

They knew the war had begun, but they had never expected Iwagakure to be the first battlefield. The enemy had secretly arrived outside their village, and today might well be the day Iwagakure was destroyed.

"Third Hokage-sama, when will you return?"

The Iwagakure Ninja were on the verge of despair. A Ninja village did not contain only Ninja; there were also countless civilians. So many people wanted to flee for their lives.

Nagato gave the village ahead an indifferent glance. One of the Five Great Ninja Villages, yet it stirred not the slightest ripple in his eyes. He was about to wave his hand and lead the charge inside.

Uchiha Qingfeng stepped forward and said, "These people will be our subjects in the future. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill them all just like that?"

Nagato did not mind adding a little more slaughter to his hands, but if everyone was killed, would the Ninja World still be the Ninja World?

"What do you think we should do?"

"Surround them and make them hand over the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki."

Kisame