Kannabi Bridge.
Phew--!!!
With a cry of Chidori, they rushed into the Iwagakure army like lightning, and with a single slash, a person would be cut in half at the waist. Their extreme speed left the enemy ninjas no time to react before they were struck by the Chidori.
Whoosh--!
Countless Shuriken and Kunai down from the sky, but Kakashi used the dynamic vision of his Sharingan to dodge all their attacks.
Thanks to the activation of his body by Chidori, Kakashi's speed is unmatched, and he only has a brief moment of respite when facing Jonin from Iwagakure.
"That's Sharingan Kakashi! Amazing!"
"I never imagined that the Sharingan could exert such power in the eyes of others. As expected of the Uchiha bloodline limit."
"That's because the Uchiha enough not to retract their eyes, otherwise where would Kakashi Sharingan?"
On the battlefield, there were also Konoha ninjas who, seeing Kakashi Kamui, felt both envious and jealous.
Sharingan, Kekkei Genkai!
The power they longed for.
"But his Ninjutsu is amazing! I heard he cut through lightning in nature, I wonder if it's true!"
"Not bad, let's get going. This mission is unlike any other. As long as we cut off Iwagakure's supply lines, victory for Konoha is assured."
Behind Konoha, Rin Nohara's hands emitted the light of Medical Ninjutsu as she treated the wounded and injured.
One by one, those on the verge of death became seriously injured, the seriously injured became lightly injured, and the lightly injured became immediate combatants, returning to the battlefield.
But wounded people continued to arrive.
"Lin, another seriously injured person. His chest was Kunai, just centimeters away from penetrating his heart."
Another soldier was responsible for dragging the wounded back from the battlefield and handing them over to Lin.
Rin Nohara wiped away her sweat and, without hesitation or regard for the Chakra she had depleted, quickly began to stop the bleeding and treat her companion.
This kind of scene is everywhere, not just her.
The medical-nin across the entire battlefield were busy.
Outside the Konoha compound, a figure emerged from the trees, wearing a white mask and black clothes, with one eye peering out through the mask.
I saw Rin Nohara busy at work.
"Haha, is this the person you've been eyeing?" White Zetsu's voice reached Obito's ears.
Obito remained silent, his eyes sweeping across every corner of the battlefield. As he gazed upon the smoke and fire, a flicker of emotion trembled within his kind eyes.
The trembling was even more intense when it landed on Rin Nohara.
A scene appeared in his eyes.
In the underground space.
The atmosphere was rather somber. Two different White Zetsu stood to the side, like onlookers watching the two people in front of them.
"Obito, you are like a moth drawn to a flame, clinging to the light of Konoha that could be extinguished at any moment."
Do you think saving a few comrades will end the war?
How long did the 'peace' achieved by Hashirama Senju sealing the Tailed Beast last?
It was just a temporary truce—a cycle of resource struggles and hatred, from which humanity cannot even escape its own shadow.
War is the inevitable projection of the 'shadow of humanity,' like the Firelight in Plato's Cave; what you see is only the surface.
"If you want to make your comrades suffer less, follow my plan; that's the way to end the war."
Madara Uchiha's oppressive words forced their way into Obito's heart.
Obito's face was filled with conflict, his fists clenched. "But Rin... Kakashi... them... the Lord Hokage's Will of Fire will allow Konoha to slowly end the war..."
"When famine spreads, mothers will sell their children to enemy countries for a loaf of bread; when resources are depleted, the Shadows will not hesitate to tear up their alliances. Hashirama's idealism? Even his own descendants betrayed him!"
"Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains," yet ninjas are born burdened with chains, yet they presume to weave peace with chains?
Madara Uchiha laughed heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the entire space.
The two White Zetsu covered their ears, not wanting to hear.
"Peace, what is peace?"
What about the Eye of the Moon Plan? Covering reality with illusions—what's the difference between that and escapism?!
Obito covered his head with both hands, suppressing the struggle of his will, amidst the endless turmoil brought on by the Will of Fire and the words of the Uchiha.
Kind-hearted, he once believed that as long as he treated people well, he could find happiness. But the reality was... the war did not stop because of his kindness.
Instead, countless people died in the war.
"It's not about escaping, it's about evolution! Humanity needs a 'spiritual revolution'—stripping away the desires of the body and allowing consciousness to eternally ascend in the Infinite Tsukuyomi. You can't save your comrades on the battlefield, but you can recreate millions of 'comrades' in your dreams, without pain, without loss... This is true redemption!"
The old order must be overthrown, and we will become the gods of the new world.
Madara Uchiha's aged face could not conceal his domineering spirit, and his words were filled with determination.
"But... is this world still real?" Obito lowered his hand from his head, his mind filled with images of countless dead comrades and the life-or-death moments of his former comrades fighting against enemies— Kakashi, Rin. He looked at Madara Uchiha, wanting a definite answer.
"Real? The blood that Hashirama and I shed under the waterfall in the Valley of the End is real; the sound of your companion's heart stopping in the cave is real—and it is these 'realities' that created Hell."
Only illusory perfection can end all tragedies.
When pain becomes dust in collective memory, illusion becomes the ultimate reality.
Madara Uchiha did not stop, but instead completely instilled his will into Obito.
This was his idea: the Shinobi World needed revolution, not those so-called 'truths'.
Obito was the bridge he used to carry out his own will.
Obito listened to Madara Uchiha's words, his thoughts began to wander widely.
We've entered the 'Trolley Problem'.
If saving millions requires killing one person... then what about killing millions in exchange for an eternal Utopia?
"Let's go back. I want to complete Madara's plan and bring true peace to the world, not a false peace hidden behind a mask of hypocrisy."
Obito took one last look at Rin Nohara, his gaze hardening.
He wants to create a revolution that will bring lasting peace to the world.
Instead of a world where our allies have to wage a painful war every few years or decades.
"That was a wise choice."
White Zetsu slowly sank Obito into the ground, disappearing from the spot.
"Hmm? Did someone just glance over here? Could it be an enemy?"
Rin Nohara had just finished treating a wounded patient when her right eye twitched violently. She turned her gaze towards the direction where Obito had just appeared, but nothing happened to her.
Then she frowned.
"Saving lives is the priority."
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