Do you have any objections?
Gen'yō's calm yet powerful voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the holographic communication system in the highest command center.
On the other end of the screen, the former Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, suddenly shuddered. He looked at the young figure standing before the throne, with an endless stream of data behind him, his cloudy old eyes filled with awe and fanaticism. Almost instinctively, he straightened his small body and bowed his head heavily before the screen with all his might, like the most loyal soldier.
"I obey your command, my lord!"
The way he uttered "My Lord" was so natural and so heartfelt. The people behind him, including Kitsuchi and Akatsuchi, were so overwhelmed by his domineering aura that they all knelt down on one knee, expressing their utmost submission.
Inside the command center, Uchiha Fugaku's reaction was even more direct. His eyes, burning with the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, brimmed with unparalleled pride and self-assurance. This was his son! The king who would lead the Uchiha Clan out of darkness, rebuild their glory, and reign supreme over the Shinobi World!
"Everything in the Divine Kingdom is decided by you!" Fugaku's voice was powerful and resounding.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shisui, Itachi, Obito simultaneously bowed, placing their hands on their chests, and replied in unison, "All for the Divine Kingdom!"
"Very good."
Gen'yō was not surprised by the result; it was simply a manifestation of his authority. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he slowly turned around to face the massive three-dimensional holographic sand table once more.
On the sand table, the red dots representing the 27,000-strong army of Kumogakure, after a brief pause and chaos, are once again, under the strong pressure of the Fourth Raikage, charging futilely towards the golden border like a swarm of frenzied ants. The light of various Ninjutsu flashes continuously on the sand table, only to be annihilated by the golden light that symbolizes the absolute boundary.
" Amaterasu." Gen'yō's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Yes, my lord."
"I need you to do three things." Gen'yō stretched out his finger and lightly traced it in the air.
"First, from this moment on, take control of the entire Shinobi World continent, including the Five Great Nations, small ninja villages, and even the underground black market, and all currently operating public and encrypted communication channels. Forcibly broadcast all real-time footage of the eastern border battlefield to them without discrimination or delay."
"Command received. Infiltrating national communication networks. Konoha's network defense system breached. Sunagakure breached. Kirigakure breached. Black market exchange encrypted lines taken over. 98% coverage of the Shinobi World's communication network expected within three minutes."
Upon hearing this order, everyone in the command room gasped in shock.
What are you going to do?
This war is to be broadcast live to the entire world!
What confidence! What domineering attitude!
"Second," Gen'yō raised his second finger, a glint of businessman's shrewdness and ruthless cunning flashing in his eyes, "Inform Kakuzu to open a global war betting platform in the name of the Divine Kingdom Ministry of Finance. Bet on how long the 30,000 troops of Kumogakure can hold out against the Wall of the Divine Kingdom."
"The betting options are: one hour, three hours, twelve hours, one day, and never-ending."
"At the same time, have him spread the word on the black market that our Divine Kingdom is willing to offer ten times the bounty of Konoha to acquire the heads of the Fourth Raikage and the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki."
"Make money through war, profit from the fear of your enemies. I want everyone to know that opposing the Divine Kingdom will not only lead to death, but to utter worthlessness. Even their deaths will contribute to the growth of the Kingdom of the Divine Kingdom's treasury."
These words made Obito whistle, his face clearly showing an expression of "Boss, you're a genius." This is ruthless! This isn't just war; this is manipulating the world's economy and people's hearts!
"Third." Gen'yō's voice suddenly turned grim, and his third finger pointed to the location of the Kumogakure Army on the sand table.
"Switch the energy supply mode of ' Wall of the Divine Kingdom ' from 'passive defense' to 'energy circulation' mode. Allocate 50% of all their attack energy to reinforcing the wall, and store the other 50% as backup energy for our War Puppet Legion."
"I will make every drop of sweat they shed and every Ninjutsu they unleash their apocalypse a death warrant for their own demise!"
After issuing the three commands, Gen'yō seemed to merge with the starry sand table behind him, transforming into a war god who controlled everything. He was no longer the ninja who only knew how to crush with brute force, but a futuristic ruler who perfectly combined technology, finance, psychology, and warfare.
As Fugaku, Itachi, Shisui, and the others watched the figure standing in front of the sand table, processing massive amounts of information and mobilizing countless resources at high speed with a thought process they couldn't understand, a feeling arose in their hearts for the first time.
So this is how war can be fought.
It turns out that their once-proud Kage Level strength and combat wisdom were so insignificant and primitive from the perspective of a "god" like Gen'yō.
They thought they were Genin chess, but Gen'yō was playing a three-dimensional StarCraft game.
Just then, Gen'yō's gaze pierced through the sand table and landed on his father Uchiha Fugaku.
It was a complex look in his eyes, full of trust and a hint of expectation.
"Father."
Fugaku was startled and immediately straightened his body.
"Our Uchiha Clan has been confined to that small corner of Konoha for far too long." Gen'yō's voice carried a hint of emotion, but more so a sense of exhilaration at the impending release of all that pent-up energy.
"So long that we've almost forgotten what made us stand shoulder to shoulder with the Senju Clan at the pinnacle of the Shinobi World."
"So long that the entire Shinobi World only remembers our eyes that bring calamity, but has forgotten the flames we breathe, which were once their deepest nightmare!"
Gen'yō slowly walked up to Fugaku, placed his hands on his shoulders, and stared directly into his father's equally extraordinary Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan eyes.
"Today, right here, under the watchful eyes of the entire world, I need you, as the former head of the Uchiha Clan, to personally lead our people and ignite the first spark of this war."
"I want you to lead the ' Fire God Legion ' and make the entire Shinobi World remember once again the fear of being dominated by the flames of the Uchiha!"
Fugaku felt a surge of heat rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head! He had waited for this day for far too long! For the first time, an uncontrollable excitement and trembling appeared on his usually serious and cold face.
"Yes!!" He practically roared the word.
Gen'yō smiled with satisfaction. He released his grip, turned around, and faced once again the battlefield area covered by countless red dots. A cold and cruel smile graced his face, as if he could already foresee the enemy's impending tragic end.
" The Fourth Raikage, A."
"Your recklessness provided me with the perfect stage. I am very grateful to you."
"Now--"
He suddenly waved his hand, and the sound, like a final verdict, resounded throughout the entire command hall.
"It's time for the opening ceremony!"
" Lord Raikage, they seem to be coming out! A section of that wall has disappeared!"
Just as Gen'yō issued the order, in front of the Wall of the Divine Kingdom, a Kumogakure ninja on reconnaissance suddenly pointed ahead and let out a terrified scream.
The seemingly indestructible golden canopy that had swallowed all their Ninjutsu slowly turned transparent along a five-kilometer stretch, like a phantom, before vanishing completely, revealing a massive gap.
On the other side of that gap, a massive army stood ready for battle.
It was an army where everyone wore the same black and red combat uniforms, with a flame fan printed on their backs.
Their eyes gleamed with the same chilling, blood-red light.
The Fourth Raikage A, A, was not afraid of what he saw; instead, he was enraged!
"Are they mocking us?!" Raikage A roared, his Lightning Release Chakra pulsating violently with extreme rage. "They actually dared to open their turtle shells!!"
"All troops, listen to my command!!"
He raised his fist, crackling with lightning, high and roared at the 27,000 ninjas behind him, who were already filled with fear and rage.
"Charge in!!"
"Tear them apart!!"