"Withdraw from the Land of Fields. Otherwise, I can only take this as a deliberate attempt to start a war!"
His voice was stern and cold, with a faint edge of menace.
"We have not entered the Land of Lightning."
"This war has nothing to do with you."
"And we certainly have no need to obey you, Raikage!"
Nagato spoke coldly, utterly unconcerned by the Raikage before him.
"You brat!"
The Fourth Raikage's gaze sharpened.
The atmosphere grew tense in an instant, and everyone's heart began pounding uneasily.
As the two sides faced off, some slowly drew the weapons at their waists, their throats bobbing as they swallowed, cold killing intent in their eyes.
This was a battlefield.
Calm was only ever the prelude to something far more explosive.
"The Land of Rain is far too ambitious. Be careful you don't eat so much that your belly bursts!"
"Occupying so many countries at once and throwing the world into chaos—aren't you afraid of meeting a miserable end?"
The Fourth Raikage barked in a deep voice.
"That is none of your concern!"
"Furthermore, this is already the Land of Rain's territory. I could consider the actions of everyone from the Hidden Cloud Village an invasion!"
Nagato spoke coldly.
The Fourth Raikage fell silent at those words, then quickly burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Fine! Fine! Fine!"
"To think the tiny Land of Rain has become so arrogant!"
"Let me see what gives you the right to act so cocky!"
That brief exchange thoroughly ignited the Fourth Raikage's anger. His eyes blazed, and lightning erupted all over his body.
Nagato's hands hung at his sides. His expression remained calm, but his eyes had taken on a sharp edge.
"If you refuse to withdraw from the Land of Fields, then I'll just have to