Who is He?

"Uchiha brat? Although I don't know what exactly happened, do you really think I would leak information about my comrades?"

The Yellow Flash, flickering in and out of existence, constantly clashed with the crisscrossing, deep-blue bolts of lightning. While he simultaneously kept the seven-blade-wielding Killer Bee in check, his demeanor remained as swift and decisive on the battlefield as it was gentle when facing his own allies.

"Super Multi-Size Technique!"

Amidst swirling white mist and the rhythmic fluttering of deep-blue butterfly wings, Akimichi Choza, his body expanded dozens of times over, found himself trapped in gold dust, his face taut with strain.

"The Scorch Style bloodline limit? Rasa, that guy... to think the Sand Hidden would actually join forces with the Cloud Hidden. Did they calculate that Konoha is currently hollowed out? Shadow Neck Bind Technique!"

Snap, snap. Hands formed from shadows crushed the throats of several Cloud Hidden ninjas. Nara Shikaku's brain raced at top speed, yet he could find no strategy to escape their predicament.

Surveying the battlefield, the Mount Kikyo fortress, which had been responsible for defense, was now in ruins. Despite the Yellow Flash and the heads of Konoha's noble clans throwing themselves into the fray, the tide of battle continued to tilt toward defeat.

There was no other reason for it; although elite ninjas had been temporarily pulled from various fronts, the enemy had come fully prepared.

With the Fourth Raikage and the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, along with the future Fourth Kazekage and the Scorch Style ninja Pakura leading the charge, the top-tier combatants of Konoha seemed inexplicably absent compared to their own leaders who were fighting on the front lines.

"Scorch Style: Extremely Steaming Murder!"

"Aaaaaah!"

Heart-wrenching wails echoed across the battlefield. As the moisture in their bodies was instantly evaporated, spheres of Scorch Style fire floated about like extensions of the user's own limbs. Wherever they touched, the moisture within the victims' bodies turned into wisps of white steam that drifted into the air.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball!"

Heat waves rolled out and thick smoke billowed. Pakura lowered her head with practiced ease, predicting the movement solely by the opponent's body language.

"I won't let you act so recklessly anymore. Your opponent is me."

Clad in the uniform of the Konoha Military Police Force, Uchiha Fugaku kept his three-tomoe Sharingan spinning. He dared not reveal a single opening; his opponent was also a bloodline limit user, and the slightest contact would mean certain death.

"Uchiha Fugaku, that troublesome Sharingan."

Her birch-colored hair swayed slightly at the ends, the roots and mid-sections a vibrant green. As spheres of fire circled around her, a cruel smirk touched Pakura's lips.

"Continuing this stalemate is pointless. Compared to me, are you sure it's wise to leave that perfect Jinchuriki alone?"

As they spoke, terrifying chakra condensed into a physical form. Killer Bee, having entered his Tailed Beast state, opened his maw, and the expanding Tailed Beast Bomb instantly grew to the size of the Mount Kikyo fortress.

"Tailed Beast Bomb!"

The terrifying mass distorted the air, shooting forth at an unimaginable speed, enough to plow the entire Mount Kikyo into flat land.

"Flying Thunder God: Guiding Thunder."

Just as the Tailed Beast Bomb was about to detonate, the Yellow Flash appeared instantly before it. Far away on the ocean, an earthquake-like tremor caused the sea to boil and the heavens to shake.

"Stupid! Fool! First one, transferred! Second one, no counter!"

The moment the Yellow Flash vanished, a second Tailed Beast Bomb formed instantly. Gyuki, inside Killer Bee, let out a roar.

"Let those guys see the power of our combined might! Continuous Tailed Beast Bomb!"

Brilliant light erupted as spheres of scorching, continuous Tailed Beast Bombs bombarded the battlefield indiscriminately. The Cloud Hidden ninjas, already sheltered beneath the Eight-Tails, and the Sand ninjas, protected by gold dust, watched with indifferent expressions.

Even the Yellow Flash could not teleport away an attack of such density; it was already too late.

"The power of a Tailed Beast? Damn it, it's too late..."

Nara Shikaku's expression shifted drastically, Uchiha Fugaku looked hesitant, and Yuhi Shinku, who had hastily retreated, felt his pupils contract.

"Run, Kurenai!"

Because her opponent had been submerged into the ground by gold dust, Yuhi Kurenai, unaware of what was happening, turned her head. A Tailed Beast Bomb the size of a carriage filled her world.

"Father..."

"Flying Thunder God Technique! Guiding Thunder..."

The light vanished, and gusts of wind whipped through the sky above. With speed akin to teleportation, the girl who had been frozen in place was whisked away, and the Tailed Beast Bombs surged harmlessly into the sky.

"How terrifying! To run into this situation just as I arrived—was I a step too late?"

His gaze lowered; the wound on his thigh was severe. Even without direct contact with the Eight-Tails' bomb, the terrifying heat had left the girl's flawless skin looking shocking and raw.

"Who are you..."

In an instant, silence fell over the battlefield. Eyes of all kinds stared at the figure who had suddenly appeared, most of them utterly bewildered.

"Who is he? Was that technique just now... the Flying Thunder God Technique?"

"Konoha reinforcements? What use is sending reinforcements now?"

For a moment, none of the three sides chose to move. Even the Konoha side couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"That family crest is the Uchiha fan... reinforcements from the Uchiha clan? But that guy's height... could it be..."

Finding his own hypothesis unbelievable, Nara Shikaku shook his head repeatedly. Uchiha Fugaku looked even more confused; when had the clan gained an expert capable of using the Flying Thunder God Technique?

"With this injury, it looks like I can't walk away either. Most of my Flying Thunder God kunai have been vaporized, which is why I hate things that aren't durable. So be it."

Using the bandages wrapped around his wrists, Hua Yue tied Kurenai to himself. He scanned his surroundings, his gaze finally locking onto the Fourth Raikage, Killer Bee, Rasa, Pakura, and Toroi.

"Wait, this voice is..."

"I'd love to catch up, but this is a battlefield. There's no time for small talk, and the other side is getting impatient, aren't they? Am I right, you dishonorable Fourth Raikage?"

The sarcasm dripping from his words made the Fourth Raikage's blood boil with rage.

"Uchiha brat, that ninjutsu of yours from back then really pissed me off!"

The Lightning Release Armor roared as the azure lightning surged to its peak. Seeing the Fourth Raikage on full alert left the ninjas from all three sides bewildered.

"That ninjutsu... has this guy fought the Fourth Raikage before without coming out on the losing end? A truly formidable character has arrived."

"Fugaku, is this guy an expert from your Uchiha clan?"

Facing the heads and patriarchs of the many prestigious Konoha clans, Uchiha Fugaku could only show a look of confusion. He did not recall any expert in his clan who specialized in the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"Uchiha brat, the same ninjutsu won't work a second time. Carrying a wounded man while facing me—are you looking to die here for good?"

"You are welcome to try, Fourth Raikage."

"Even if I have to spare one hand to protect the wounded, and even if my Flying Thunder God kunai are exhausted, you still won't be able to lay a single finger on us. I, Uchiha Hanazuki, am just as capable of dominating this entire battlefield!"

Veins bulged on his forehead and his muscles knotted. Since he had succeeded as the Fourth Raikage, this was only the second time he had been this enraged.

"You bastard brat! Go to hell!"