"Lord Sharkfang, do you honestly think we still have a chance to retreat? Less than a hundred of us would even have time to dodge a blow like that."
"...Then what should we do?"
"Charge straight into the city of the Uzumaki Clan. We'll still have a sliver of survival. Hand-to-hand combat with the Uzumaki is better than facing a monster like this."
"Fine!"
The commanders began issuing orders, and when the ninjas on the battlefield heard the command, joy began to show on their faces. The remaining two thousand-odd men quickly charged down toward the capital city of the Uzumaki Clan. Seeing this sight, the Uzumaki clan members simultaneously wore savage grins...
"The time to exact vengeance on our foes has come, children of Uzumaki. Are you ready?!"
"Our hands have been itching for a fight for a long time, Patriarch!"
"Let them witness the most powerful strength of our clan as well!"
"Adamantine Sealing Chains------!"
Chapter 78: Anti-Ninja Special Attack, Friend. (5/5)
Hundreds of golden chains danced wildly in midair like dragons and serpents.
The "Chakra Chains" that only those with the bloodline of the Uzumaki clan could practice possessed the extremely simple and crude performance of sealing chakra, and the sealing strength would continue to rise based on the upper limit of the chains released by a single person.
Using this stuff to bind tailed beasts was basically a guaranteed catch per bind. Against a bloodline secret technique like the Adamantine Sealing Chains, those pure chakra products were essentially hit with a specially targeted debuff.
When these thousands of golden chains swept across the sky, the complexions of all the ninjas turned as pale as dirt,
if the giant behind them was a Giant God Soldier that destroyed everything,
then the group in front of them was no different from Sky Dragons preparing to launch lightning spheres,
how could a mob of ordinary cannon fodder with a total attack power of under two thousand possibly contend against two divine beasts?!
"Lord Sharkfang, we cannot break through those secret technique chains of the Uzumaki ninjas."
"Spread out and circle the city's edge to seize an opportunity to enter."
That giant definitely wouldn't punch the city directly; otherwise, it would surely blast the city to pieces.
"It is time for this old man to enter the fray."
Seeing the ninjas' movements, the old patriarch sneered. About three to five minutes after he withdrew from the city wall, amidst the despairing gazes of many ninjas, a second Creation Engine stood up to confront the first, using the power of the λ-driver system to engage in a passionate, uninhibited energy-beam clash between the two devices.
The Allied Shinobi Forces caught between the two waves of physical shockwaves emitted vicious curses,
"A second one! They have a second one!"
"Bastards! You bastards! Two energies clashing, yet they actually use this energy to cancel each other out just to preserve the city!"
"I can't take it! I can't take this anymore!"
The scattered Allied Shinobi Forces let out desperate, angry roars, starting to climb frantically toward the city wall. Yet the Uzumaki clan members atop the parapets unhesitatingly manipulated the Adamantine Sealing Chains to directly sweep them flying down,
and right in the midst of this back-and-forth, the original Allied Shinobi Forces of over three thousand gradually dwindled down to a mere hundred or so survivors. The entire battlefield was strewn with the flesh and severed limbs of ninjas. The remaining fraction of ninjas either suffered severe injuries, wailing and groaning miserably on the ground, or knelt on the ground begging for surrender. Only a tiny minority of jonin and special jonin were still able to maintain their sanity...
"Retreat, there's no chance left ｀ "."
Kaito from Iwagakure spoke directly to the others,
"The morale of the troops cannot be used; morale has completely collapsed. Even if the Mizukage came now, it would be of no help."
"...It is not a fault of our efforts. I will report to Lord Ōnoki that this was not Lord Kaito's fault."
"Hundreds of comrades have buried their bones here. I no longer have the face to see Lord Ōnoki. Ziyan, take my token, leave the Land of Whirlpools, and inform Lord Ōnoki that the super ninja tools of the Uzumaki Clan cannot be matched by anyone other than the God of Shinobi. I sincerely beg him to reconsider his relationship with the Land of Whirlpools."
"Lord Dodai, what should we do?"
"If there are any problems on Lord Aether's side, I will shoulder them. All of you, retreat first."
"Understood."
"Lord Sharkfang..."
"We don't need to run. Based on the attack range of those monsters, our ships cannot escape the attack distance. We cannot return to Kirigakure; we can only wait here for Lord Mizukage to ar—his old age has arrived!"
While everyone was discussing this, a man wearing a deep purple robe and wearing a blue conical hat traversed the sea on condensed ice. The moment he stepped onto the battlefield, his gaze locked firmly onto the two Creation Engines, and the expression of the Third Mizukage instantly turned extremely solemn.
The sense of oppression brought to him by those two Creation Engines was no small matter. The chakra fluctuations he perceived from them far exceeded his own by many times, and those chakra fluctuations... were at almost the exact same frequency. In other words... within those two giant mechanical creations, there were at least two old monsters comparable in chakra magnitude to the First Hokage.
"Is this the true foundation of the Uzumaki Clan? Could it be that they used sealing jutsu to seal themselves away, waiting for a clan-annihilation war like this?"
"The Daimyo's mission can no longer be accomplished. We can only find a way to make peace with the Uzumaki Clan."
Just as this thought surfaced in his mind, abruptly, a wispy, strange chakra drilled unannounced into his brain nerves. A flash of scarlet color emerged within his pupils,
while at the same time,
in an underground karst cave near the border of Iwagakure, the elderly Asura of the Ninja World also slowly opened his eyes. He slowly raised his hand to rest on his own eyes, murmuring in a low voice,
"This pair of eyes can now be considered initially gestured and nurtured, but my current chakra can no longer help it further evolve into its complete form."
"A vessel to raise it in my place is needed... The Uzumaki Clan just happens to be the most useful consumable."
Through a certain special creature implanted in advance into the Third Mizukage, this Asura of the Ninja World was now able to use his connection with that special creature to cast the Sharingan: Copy Sealing Technique he had prepared in advance onto Minazuki Ren, the Third Mizukage, in order to control him.
"¨ Beyond strange mechanical creations, ninja tools driven by chakra? They do seem rather powerful."
The core of Minazuki Ren at this moment had already been completely replaced by a certain Asura of the Ninja World. His own mental will was utterly insignificant before the Mangekyō Sharingan,
"Multiple Uzumaki ninjas fusing chakra together at a nearly perfect frequency. I see... Some kind of secret technique of the Uzumaki Clan? Perfect fusion of clan members' minds and chakra. I certainly never saw such a jutsu during the Warring States period. Is it a jutsu developed in the current era?"
"However... it is still nothing much. The strongest power in this world is solely the Yin---Yang Release. Piling on however much chakra amounts to nothing more than a seemingly robust fat pig."
Along with his words falling, in an instant, the Asura of the Ninja World controlling Minazuki Ren crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, charging aggressively straight into the battlefield. The Ice Release Chakra within his body began to gather. Although he did not have much understanding of the bloodline limits and jutsu within this body, standing from a commanding height, an elite ninja of Madara Uchiha's caliber was long since unbound by the framework of ordinary jutsu,
"Ice Release: Sudden Rain Senbon."
With just a few brief hand seals, combined with extremely delicate control over chakra, Madara Uchiha still brought out eight or nine tenths of this body's combat performance.
Overwhelming ice needles and senbon poured down toward the direction of the Asura Giant God. Facing this ninja who had aggressively invaded the battlefield, the Uzumaki clan members also displayed hundred-thousand-fold vigilance, unhesitatingly choosing to activate the power of the λ-driver system once more to whip up an energy cannon of physical shockwaves, aiming straight at the ninja who had raided the battlefield and blasting fiercely toward him.
"Oh? Power produced purely by physical taijutsu? I seem to have somewhat underestimated your Uzumaki Clan..."
"In the realm of secret techniques, among those I, Madara Uchiha, have seen, only that brat Tobirama Senju can rival you..."
"Since that is the case, I hope you can warm me up a bit more, you brats of the Uzumaki Clan!"
Chapter 79: Don't You Know What Generation I Am?!
"Uchiha's pupil power."
Inside the capital city of the Land of Whirlpools, Uchiha Hikari, who was practicing the basic ninjutsu of this era's ninjas right from the beginning, slowly raised her eyes.
Within those pitch-black pupils, scarlet tomoe emerged for a split second, but were quickly suppressed right after.
"It doesn't seem to be ordinary Sharingan pupil power."
"Let's go to the battlefield and take a look."
She could also take the opportunity to see just how much combat capability the current members of the Uchiha Clan possessed.
"It really is somewhat different from Hashirama's monster strength. This energy is not pure physical force; this secret technique is somewhat interesting."
Madara Uchiha was naturally extremely familiar with the wind pressure caused by the Monster Strength Technique itself, but the Asura Giant God waving iron fists in front of him right now, creating physical shockwaves over and over, did not carry the pressure of Hashirama pushing the air with sheer brute strength.
"Gathering the power of many? Though still a pile of sand, it has finally taken on somewhat of a shape."
Galloping across the battlefield, a trace of excitement began to appear on the face of this Asura of the Ninja World. Ever since he was pierced through the heart by Hashirama Senju and used Izunagi to fake his death and escape, he had remained hidden underground to nurture the "Rinnegan," which had finally completed its evolution after that battle. However, the nurturing time had been too long, and his body was now extremely aged, no longer sufficient to support him casually stepping onto the battlefield.
"Even so, in front of me, Madara Uchiha, it is still merely a mud wall that will completely collapse with a single gentle push."
Treading with extremely agile and swift footsteps, this Asura of the Ninja World controlling the Third Mizukage approached the vicinity of the Asura Giant God like a phantom, gazing at this mountain-sized giant machine from close range,
"Quite exquisite technology. The barbarians of the Uzumaki Clan couldn't achieve this step. Viewed this way... is someone supporting them from behind?"
"Vast though the ninja world is, there are ultimately some figures I have never encountered."
Conquered by the craft and technology of this giant machine, arrogant though he was, he would still acknowledge talents who genuinely possessed peerlessly transcendent skill in professional fields. Such excellent mechanical craftsmanship definitely could not be found a second time across the entire ninja world.
"Hashirama, you were ultimately too restricted by your own vision."
"If you had unified the ninja world back then, such excellent craftsmanship could also have been utilized by us. Today's world would inevitably be much more stable than your village-building policy, which was no different than playing house."
"Dividing the tailed beasts and keeping each other in check—though you had your considerations, you were ultimately overly benevolent. While I sometimes felt the ideas of those naturally evil brats like Tobirama were a bit too whimsical, he was ultimately more suited to be a village Kage than you."
Madara Uchiha thought silently to himself: if he had won back then and made Hashirama Senju work for him, everything in this world would have long since belonged to the joint rule of the Uchiha and Senju. How could there be so many chaotic wars between ninja villages today?
Ancestor Emperor? Five Great Nations? Four Ninja Villages?
How many ninja army divisions did he have? Could they withstand a combined strike from the two of us?
"You can watch honestly from beneath the Pure Land; all these 'chains of hatred' in this world will be completely severed by the hands of me, Madara Uchiha."
Infinite Tsukuyomi.
As long as that jutsu is completed,
this world will march toward perfect peace.
"Therefore, the power of the Uzumaki Clan is indispensable."
This Asura of the Ninja World swiftly climbed onto the body of the Creation Engine. Through perception, he had already captured the location of the ninja inside. This body might fall somewhat short when dealing with large mechanical devices of this sort, but targeting those Uzumaki ninjas was child's play.
"The first one."
In the third section of the right leg part, Madara Uchiha captured the chakra fluctuation of the first Uzumaki ninja. Without hesitation, he dropped his palm onto the outer layer of the giant machine, and a bone-chilling cold seeped into the gaps of the metal shell, wrapping toward the location deep inside where the Uzumaki clan member was situated,
"Warning! The third compartment has suffered abnormal chakra intrusion."
"Shunsheng, relocate compartments."
"Received."
Disconnecting his neuronal connection synchronization, Uzumaki Shunsheng quickly climbed toward the upper passage of the Creation Engine. Noticing the Uzumaki ninja's relocation, Madara Uchiha slightly narrowed his eyes,
"There still seem to be quite a few transfer passages inside? The plan to eliminate them one by one doesn't seem appropriate. In that case, let's lock onto the core location directly."
Thinking this, just as he intended to continue exploring upwards to locate the core of this giant mech machine, suddenly, a chilling pupil power manifested behind him without warning,
"Hmm?"
Madara Uchiha turned his head, projecting the figure wearing deep blue linen robes not far away into his view through Minazuki Ren's sight. Looking at those cold yet handsome facial features, at that very instant, he even felt a momentary illusion, as if he could capture the shadow of a certain person from that individual,
"Izuna?"
"A transcription seal? Looks like a brat who only knows how to play petty tricks."
A rather crisp, low murmur came from the direction of that figure. At this distance, given this body's physical caliber, it wasn't quiet enough for him to miss hearing it. The moment that sound drilled into his ears, faint veins involuntarily bulged upon the Asura of the Ninja World's forehead.
Called a brat who only knows how to play petty tricks by someone from the Uchiha?
Do you fucking know what generation I am?!
Thus, the Asura of the Ninja World unhesitatingly dropped off the body of the Asura Giant God, then rapidly appeared before this unfamiliar Uchiha woman,
"That pupil power just now—did it belong to you, woman?"
"Brat hiding in the shadows, are the Uchiha of the current era all cowards like you?"
"Oh? Looks like your origins are unusual."
The Asura of the Ninja World, currently residing in the underground karst cave, raised his eyebrows slightly. The other party's tone seemed to indicate that she was not an Uchiha of the current era...
"Calling him a coward is going a bit too far, Miss Hikari."
Shirou, who had just returned to the homeland of the Land of Whirlpools, also sensed the abnormality of the battlefield at this moment. He quickly descended onto the battlefield as well, gazing at Uchiha Hikari confronting someone in the battlefield and the person hidden behind the Third Mizukage,
"Shirou."
Miss Hikari's face instantly melted like an iceberg, revealing a hint of a clear, crisp smile.
"When did you get back?"
"Just now."
Mr. Emiya smiled and landed beside Uchiha Hikari as well, then looked toward Minazuki Ren, who was roughly ten meters away. Through him, it was as though he could already see the person behind the scenes,
"Miss Hikari, he is no ordinary Uchiha. He is an Uchiha with achievements, an Uchiha branded with the title of Asura of the Ninja World. Aside from you and me, no one on this battlefield is qualified to lock gazes with him."
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