First Encounter

At Fuguki's praise, Kisame's lips curled slightly, revealing his sharp teeth as he chuckled softly.

"It was all thanks to you, Lord Fuguki."

Fuguki's lips curled as well. Looking at him, his tiny, mung-bean-like eyes gleamed coldly, and his smile turned feral as he rasped in a low voice.

"Interesting kid..."

With that, he glanced at the other Mist Ninja still fighting on the battlefield and said hoarsely.

"End this battle quickly. Our goal isn't to stop here."

After saying that, he slowly turned and walked away.

His mountain-like, massive back cast an immense sense of oppression, while the bandage-wrapped greatsword strapped to his back inspired even greater fear with its terrifying weight.

Kisame slightly raised his head, his shark-like eyes sweeping over that legendary greatsword. A glint flashed through his gaze before he closely followed Fuguki's footsteps.

The two slowly vanished into the darkness, disappearing from the battlefield.

Behind them, thick mist gradually enveloped the field. Countless screams continued to ring out from within, and the white fog was stained crimson with blood...

As time gradually passed, another night was about to fall.

The clouds on the horizon were dyed a fiery red by the setting sun, as though mirroring the blood-red scene below and heralding great misfortune.

At the same time.

The battles across Konoha's battlefield had never ceased.

After an entire day and night of war, every ninja had given their all in this great battle, seeking to kill their opponents. As though cursed, blood seemed poised to completely soak the earth of this forest.

High atop a towering tree, the members of Las Noches stood scattered across separate branches in a loose formation, gazing into the distance at the battlefield engulfed in war.

Under the crimson glow of the setting sun, a faint light flickered