Amidst the ruins of the main hall, a fierce wind whipped up fragments of iron.
The slender figure of the boy carrying the enormous sand gourd slowly rose to his feet in the deathly silent hall.
The scarlet "love" character on his forehead appeared particularly glaring in the dim candlelight.
Gaara!!
Temari, standing behind, felt her hair stand on end; she was so terrified she almost fainted on the spot!
She reached out her trembling hands and grabbed the hem of Gaara's black windproof robe tightly, tears welling up in her eyes almost instantly:
"Are you crazy?! Sit down right now!!"
" Kankuro! Quick, help me hold him down!!"
Kankuro scrambled forward, his Chakra puppet threads on his fingers convulsing wildly.
"Idiot! Are you blind?!"
" The Raikage's hand is swollen like a giant pig's trotter! The Tsuchikage's waist is still snapping against Akatsuchi's belly!!"
"That Senju Kenya isn't even human! What can you do up there except throw your life away?!"
The siblings' faces were ashen.
In their memories, Gaara was always an out-of-control weapon, tightly controlled by the bloodlust within him.
They thought Gaara was completely enraged by the intense smell of blood and the fighting spirit at the scene, and was about to go berserk and challenge that man who was like an ancient demon god!
However.
Temari and Kankuro were pulled together in a state of panic and despair.
Gaara's pale face, once filled with hostility and dark circles under his eyes.
At this moment, however, there was not a trace of frenzied violence.
calm.
It's as clear as the purest ice spring at the summit of a snow-capped mountain!
Gaara didn't even turn around; his shoulder slumped slightly, and a wisp of soft sand gently spilled from the mouth of his gourd.
Like a piece of soft silk, it gently pushed away Temari and Kankuro's tightly clenched hands.
" Temari, Kankuro, be quiet."
Gaara's voice wasn't loud; it even carried a touch of youthful naiveté and gentleness.
"I'm not crazy."
"I've never felt this clear-headed before."
Under the suffocating gazes of hundreds of heavily armed warriors and intelligence spies from various countries.
Gaara took a step forward.
The huge sand gourd behind him made a slight, steady rubbing sound with each step he took.
He stepped over the charred fragments of black iron scattered on the ground, one step at a time, through the empty and messy passage in the center of the main hall.
He walked straight to an open space less than three meters in front of Senju Kenya.
They stopped walking.
Lying on Akatsuchi's belly, groaning in pain, Ōnoki saw this scene and a wicked glint of pleasure flashed in his triangular eyes:
"That crazy little madman from Sunagakure... Good! A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"
Despite the excruciating pain from his broken back, Ōnoki screamed inwardly:
"Fight! It would be best to Shukaku completely! Let's fight this Senju- Armed thug to the death!!"
The Fourth Raikage A, gritted his teeth, pressed down on Darui with his remaining left hand, and watched coldly, holding his breath.
Everyone thought that the Jinchūriki of Sunagakure were determined to defend the last vestiges of the Five Great Nations ' honor and fight to the death!
However.
In the next instant, an absurd scene that utterly shattered everyone's soul and perception descended with a deafening roar!
In front of the most important figures in the entire Shinobi World.
Gaara's arms hung naturally at his sides, and his knees were slightly together.
He met the casual gaze of Senju Kenya, who was puffing on a white jade pipe.
This was once a ruthless killer from the Land of Wind.
They actually bowed down with utmost uprightness and respect!
He bowed deeply, almost reverently, at a perfect 90-degree angle towards the Senju Kenya!
"Big... Big Brother!!"
A clear, loud, and energetic shout resounded throughout the hall!
"Puff--!!"
Temari, who was behind her, suddenly lost her footing and slid down the wall to the ground, her mind going completely blank!
The Crow puppet scroll that Kankuro was holding in his beak fell to the ground with a "thud" and shattered into pieces!
Big brother?!
The ultimate fighting force of the Land of Wind, a Jinchūriki whose Jinchūriki throughout the world!
Calling a burly man in floral shorts "Big Brother" in front of the whole world?!
Ōnoki's eyes suddenly bulged out, and he almost choked to death on his own saliva!
Kenya, with his pipe between his teeth, slowly exhaled a round, heart-shaped smoke ring, a pleased smile playing on his lips, a smile that said, "This kid is teachable."
" Little Sand, you've been sleeping better lately; your dark circles have gone down quite a bit."
"It's all thanks to my older brother."
Gaara straightened up, his expression more solemn than ever before.
He solemnly pulled out a gold-threaded scroll bearing the double blood seals of the Daimyo of the Land of Wind and the Kazekage from the lining of his wide robe.
He held it up with both hands and respectfully handed it to the white hand standing beside Kenya.
Then, Gaara suddenly turned around!
Facing the livid Raikage A, the paralyzed Ōnoki, and the stiff-bodied Admiral Mifune.
His emerald green eyes instantly turned as cold as knives:
"I am Gaara, the Acting Fifth Kazekage of Sunagakure."
"On behalf of the 300,000 compatriots and all ninjas of the Land of Wind, I hereby formally issue this supreme declaration across the entire territory--"
Gaara's voice echoed throughout the hall, each word as clear as metal striking stone:
"First! Sunagakure fully acknowledges the Senju Clan's supreme rule over Konoha!"
"Secondly! All passes and desert routes throughout the Land of Wind will be permanently open to the Iron Fist Chamber of Commerce tax-free! They will also have exclusive rights to purchase all of Iron Fist Heavy Industries ' black iron windbreak piles!"
"Third! Sunagakure and the Senju Empire have formed an eternal alliance, and the will of the Senju the Great is the ironclad law of the Land of Wind!"
This rapid-fire declaration of loyalty was even more thorough than the conditions offered by Mei Terumi of the Land of Water!
This directly tied the entire Land of Wind to the Senju Empire's war chariot!
" Gaara!! You traitorous bastard!!"
Lying on Akatsuchi Ōnoki convulsed violently with rage, the excruciating pain in his lower back mingling with his fury, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You've handed over the legacy of the Land of Wind's ancestors to Konoha, making them a vassal state!!"
" Raikage! Mifune! Are you just going to stand by and watch him become a dog?!"
Raikage A's eyes were also bloodshot, and his remaining left hand Lightning Release arcs.
" Sunagakure! Where do you place the dignity of the Five Great Nations?!"
Faced with the furious roars of the two former giants.
The giant sand gourd behind Gaara trembled slightly, and a wisp of golden sand slowly swirled in front of him like a shield.
His eyes were icy, and he glanced at the two disabled old men opposite him with the contemptuous look one would give a drowning dog:
"Dignity?"
Gaara's lips curled into a domineering, cold smile, a smirk reminiscent of the Senju Kenya.
"A piece of trash whose bones were broken by his older brother's punch, lying on the ground groaning like a shrimp."
"You dare talk to me about dignity?"
Gaara stepped back, standing firmly beside Senju Kenya's flip-flops, surveying the hall with an icy tone:
"I support Brother Kenya."
"Who objects?!"
Dead silence.
Inside the vast Five Kage Hall, only the howling wind and snow echoed through the hollow walls.
No one dared to answer!
And just then...
Mei Terumi, the Fifth Mizukage while leaning against the stone platform.
In those large, shimmering eyes, spring waters overflowed completely.
She gently swept her red hair back, walked gracefully forward in a high-slit long dress, and parted her red lips slightly: