Impure World List: A Psychological Attack? Flying Thunder God Assault!

The cold fog had not yet dissipated from the Allied Shinobi Forces' main camp in the early morning.

A sharp enemy attack alarm suddenly pierced the sky, and more than a dozen outer guards instantly drew their Ninja Blade. Less than ten meters from the main camp gate, the frozen ground churned, and a pale White Zetsu emerged from the ground.

It didn't adopt an attack stance, nor did it even mobilize its Chakra. Kakashi, who had arrived, glared coldly, and in a flash, his Chidori, accompanied by a piercing bird cry, pierced straight through the White Zetsu's chest.

A burnt smell filled the air. White Zetsu looked down at the gaping hole in its chest, then grinned, revealing an extremely twisted smile. Its jaw tilted to one side, its joints making a cracking sound as it dislocated, before it forced a black scroll covered in mucus out of its throat.

"A small gift from Kabuto Yakushi... to everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, White Zetsu's body rapidly withered, turning into a charred, dead piece of wood.

Ten minutes later, in the Allied Shinobi Forces's highest operations room.

The heavy black scroll was placed in the center of the large conference table. Shikamaru put on special gloves and used Kunai to pry open the seal.

"Sizzle--"

The scroll rolled down the solid wood tabletop, stretching for a full three meters. There was no preface, only densely packed names written in dark red cinnabar. Behind each name lay either a powerful figure who once dominated the ninja Shinobi World, or a bloody past.

Darui from Kumogakure, who had been leaning back in his chair, suddenly stiffened and dug his fingers into the table after seeing the names at the beginning of the scroll.

"Toroi- senpai... Kinkaku and Ginkaku ...even the names of the Lord Raikage from past generations." Darui took a deep breath, his voice dry and strained. "Even those ancestors who have been buried for decades have been dug up?"

Standing opposite him, Chojuro was pale, his hands gripping the Hiramekarei trembling uncontrollably. "Mangetsu- senpai... the Hozuki Clan... the previous generation of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist of the Mist, they're all up there. How... how are we supposed to fight this?"

Not only them, but several senior staff officers in the operations room broke out in a cold sweat after seeing the list, and some even subconsciously took a half step back.

No need for swords or guns; just a string of names was enough to lower the atmosphere in the operations room to freezing point.

Before the war had even officially begun, fear had already seeped into everyone's very bones like a venomous snake.

Shikamaru braced his hands on the table, staring intently at the list, a cold glint in his eyes. "Kabuto Yakushi is playing mind games."

He straightened up and looked around. "We've mixed together heroes from various villages, former mentors, and those infamous missing-nin. The one charging towards us might be the captain you buried with your own hands, or it might be the benefactor who saved your life."

Shikamaru tapped the scroll, his tone icy. "Fight? Who wouldn't be terrified of killing their former comrades? Don't fight? That's just waiting to be slaughtered. He's not showing off his strength; he wants us to fear our own people first. Before the Allied Shinobi Forces even set up their formation, the bottom line of trust within the alliance will collapse."

The operations room fell into a deathly silence, with only heavy breathing remaining.

"Bang!"

A calloused hand slammed down on the scroll, the force of which made the solid wood table groan, splashing water from the teacup all over the table.

All eyes immediately turned to that direction.

Naruto stood at the end of the long table, not a trace of Chakra leaking from his body, but the oppressive aura of a superior, of someone who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, pressed down on everyone's shoulders as if it were a tangible weight.

"Fear is fine, but don't act rashly." Naruto grabbed the list, shaking it violently, his gaze cold and hard as iron. "Even the strongest dead person is still a dead person. The dead have no right to make decisions for the living."

He turned to Shikamaru and issued his first order, "If Kabuto dares to give us this list, we dare to accept it. Make copies, circulate it throughout the army, and don't miss a single name."

Shikamaru abruptly looked up. "A general announcement? The ninjas below are already tense; if they see the names of their relatives or teachers..."

"Hiding it will only make them more panicked when they encounter it on the battlefield." Naruto interrupted without hesitation, his voice firm and resolute. "Tell everyone that the enemy isn't the hero they know, but just rotten flesh controlled by talismans! Anyone who doesn't even have the courage to swing a knife at rotten flesh should go back to the logistics department and carry boxes, instead of dragging down the brothers who want to survive on the front lines."

Extremely rough and decisive. Naruto's words were like a resounding slap, instantly waking up the somewhat dazed people in the operations room. Darui released his fingers from the table, and Chojuro stopped trembling.

On the screen, the remote connection between Five Kage remained active.

Raikage A smashed the coffee table in front of him with a powerful punch, his violent Lightning Release Chakra crackling on the big screen. "Naruto Uzumaki is right! Being soft-hearted on the battlefield is suicide! No matter who they were in life, if they dare to block my way, I'll tear them to pieces with my own hands!"

The Raikage, his eyes blazing like copper bells, roared as he issued the order, "Darui! Tell the Hidden Cloud army that if they encounter Impure World Reincarnation, show no mercy! Use high-level Lightning Release to blast them all to ashes! Leave no part of their corpses!"

I object.

A calm yet exceptionally firm voice broke through.

Kazekage, Gaara Kazekage, rested his chin on his hands, his eyes calm and unwavering as he stared directly at the enraged Raikage: "The Impure World Reincarnation possess extremely strong regenerative abilities. Pure physical destruction is not only incredibly costly but also yields minimal results. More importantly, they were once comrades from various villages. If they were veterans of your Hidden Cloud, could you truly bear to have your subordinates blast them to smithereens with Lightning Release?"

Gaara sat up slightly. "I propose that sealing be the priority. The combat squad will be responsible for containment, Sealing Squad will dominate the battlefield. We should try our best to preserve all the remains."

The Raikage was completely enraged, pointing at the screen and cursing, "Kazekage brat! Do you think this is child's play? There's no such thing as so many rules on the battlefield! If my father, the Third Raikage, were to come back to life and attack the village, I would still be the first to cripple him!"

"Desecrating the remains and forcing the living ninjas to kill their ancestors will only breed resentment in the Allied Shinobi Forces. This is exactly the kind of infighting that Kabuto Yakushi Gaara firm, his tone remaining calm.

Seeing that the argument between the two Kage was about to escalate, Naruto stepped forward and stood directly in front of the screen, blocking their line of sight.

He stared at Raikage, whose face was filled with rage, and spoke.

"Raikage, stop being so stubborn." Naruto's voice wasn't loud, but it had a strong penetrating power. "You had your men blow your former captain and teacher to smithereens, which was certainly swift and decisive. But after this battle, will they be able to sleep soundly at night?"

Raikage's heavy breathing suddenly stopped.

Naruto leaned forward, his hands gripping the control panel. "You're not just trying to destroy the dead, you're destroying the will to live. If you dare give such a stupid order, I'll be the first to object."

The Raikage stared intently at Naruto on the screen, the veins on his forehead throbbing. He wanted to retort, but seeing Naruto's unwavering eyes, he swallowed the curse that was on the tip of his tongue.

"Hidden Leaf takes this job." Naruto straightened up and made the final tactical decision. "Throughout the entire defense zone, the Sealing Squad will advance, and the combat squads will provide cover. I will send Shadow Clone with Yang Release talismans to support each node. Anyone who dares to treat their comrades like expendable resources and kill them will be court-martialed."

The operations room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. There was no discussion, no requests, only absolute control.

A full five seconds passed before the Raikage snorted coldly and turned his head away, avoiding Naruto's gaze.

"Do as you please." Raikage waved his hand impatiently, then turned and yelled at Darui, "What are you all standing there for? Send an urgent order to the village immediately! Go and fetch the 'Amber Purifying Pot' and the 'Scarlet Gourd' and transport them to the front lines! Since the Commander-in-Chief wants to seal them, Hidden Cloud shouldn't embarrass me!"

Darui let out a long breath and solemnly accepted the order, "Yes!"

With the tactical framework finalized, the previously stagnant operations room instantly transformed into a high-speed war machine. Staff officers began frantically transmitting Coordinates, and communications ninjas loudly called out to all defense zones.

Naruto turned to head to the outer area, but Shikamaru suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Look here," Shikamaru said in a low voice, pointing to the very end of the long scroll.

Naruto looked down. In the bottom right corner of the densely packed list, there was an unnatural scorch mark. The scorch mark was small, just enough to burn the last two words, while the surrounding paper was intact.

"This was prepared before it was delivered." Shikamaru narrowed his eyes, his mind racing. "Kabuto Yakushi is showing us a scare. But this scorch mark means he's holding a trump card. An Obito Uchiha, who's cooperating with him, or even he himself, finds extremely dangerous."

Naruto stared at the charred mark, the arrogant face of Madara flashing through his mind. He sneered, "Hiding among the dead, playing tricks. Whoever he's hiding, if he dares to show his face, I'll shove him back into his coffin."

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the perception squad on the outer floor of the operations room was suddenly kicked open.

Karin stumbled in, her forehead covered in cold sweat, not even bothering to straighten her crooked red-rimmed glasses. She grabbed the doorframe, her fingers turning blue from the force.

"Naruto! Northwest direction, Third Defense Zone!"

Karin gasped for breath, her voice trembling with extreme shock. "A massive, extremely malevolent Chakra reaction has appeared... No, wait! The Chakra at the very front is moving at a speed that defies all logic!"

The entire operations room fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to look at Karin.

Karin swallowed hard, staring intently at Naruto, and said, word by word, "That Chakra... carried extremely strong fluctuations of the Flying Thunder God Technique!"

Naruto's eyes suddenly darkened, and a golden Chakra Cloak instantly appeared on his body.

The war, without even a warning, exploded right above everyone's heads.