Bring Danzo Here, or I'll Slaughter the Village

Above the Konoha ruins, the smoke and dust had yet to fully settle. The air was thick with the scorched stench of burned Chakra and heavy bloodiness.

The Nine-Tailed Fox's mountain-like body lay sprawled in a massive trench it had plowed out itself. Drool and dark red blood flowed from its mouth and nose, while its remaining demonic Chakra flickered like a dying candle in the wind.

Its enormous chest cavity heaved violently, each breath carrying a pained whimper. Those scarlet vertical pupils, once filled with the urge for destruction, were now unfocused and dazed, revealing utter bewilderment from having been beaten senseless.

This was downright absurd. Absurdity had opened the Gate of Opening for absurdity—absurd to the extreme!

The young man in a white T-shirt standing atop the Nine-Tailed Fox's massive head had become the strangest detail in this apocalyptic scene.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures landed at high speed on the broken wall not far away.

The two at the front were none other than the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's Hokage Robe was stained with dust and blood. The hand gripping the Adamantine Staff trembled slightly, and his face was etched with exhaustion and shock.

Minato Namikaze's signature blond hair was somewhat disheveled. His azure eyes remained as sharp as ever, but when his gaze landed on the fallen Nine-Tailed Fox and the figure atop its head, his pupils abruptly contracted. Even the fingers clutching his Flying Thunder God kunai were sweating.

Several elite Anbu followed close behind. Their masks concealed their expressions, but their taut postures and instinctive defensive formation silently conveyed the turmoil in their hearts.

The shock of the scene before them far surpassed the fear brought by the Nine-Tailed Fox's rampage.

Silence.

Deathly silence shrouded the