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Whoosh!
With a flourish of his cloak, the color deepened even further.
His strength was enhanced in every aspect.
Nine-Lama Mode, activate!
In his hand, a Rasengan was born.
Flying Thunder God.
A flash of golden light, a miracle reappeared.
Naruto suddenly appeared on Obito, pressing his palm downwards…
Boom!
The ground shook as Uchiha Obito phased out; at this moment, Naruto disappeared again, reappearing on the other side.
"Still trying that trick? It won't work anymore, Sensei!"
Obito appeared, his ferocious face beneath the mask looking even colder.
"Is that so?"
Naruto smiled strangely, Obito's life hanging in the balance.
The next moment, Obito's body stiffened.
"Ah ah ah~"
Obito shrieked, his entire body struck by a powerful force, spitting blood as he flew backward.
"Cough, cough, cough, an invisible Rasengan."
Obito coughed, climbing up from the ground.
"Prince Style!"
Naruto turned around, his cloak flapping loudly.
The golden light on the battlefield exuded high spirits.
Behind him, golden arms appeared one by one, and Rasengans formed one by one.
Under extreme rotation, Naruto threw them out recklessly.
And that wasn't all.
Relying on his immense Chakra reserves in Nine-Lama Mode, Naruto clasped his hands together: "Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu."
In an instant,
Naruto clones appeared on the battlefield one by one.
Holding Rasengans, they charged into the battlefield.
They specifically targeted Uchiha Obito and Danzo.
Rumble!
The terror of the Prince Style was fully displayed here.
Even the Body Replacement Technique couldn't withstand this terrifying explosion.
For a time, there were countless screams.
Danzo was hit by several Rasengans, coughing up blood repeatedly, collapsing to the ground unable to move.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Damn it, I wasted a Sharingan!"
Obito covered his eye, letting the blood flow, his face filled with disbelief.
Even more despair filled his heart.
Is this his sensei?
How could he be so powerful with Kurama?
What does it mean to be a one-man army? This is it.
This is simply a human bomber, the entire battlefield is riddled with craters from the bombing.
A single invisible Rasengan is disgusting enough, but then there's this kind of bombing.
Who can withstand it?
Unless the First Hokage and Uchiha Madara were alive.
"Go!"
Zetsu emerged from the shadows, his voice trembling, "It's impossible, we'll fight again next time!"
With a whoosh, Zetsu disappeared, taking the heavily injured Obito with him.
Kakuzu: "..."
Kisame Hoshigaki: "..."
Sasori of the Red Sand: "..."
Damn it!
You bastard.
Retreat.
The few people who saw this exchanged glances, using all their skills to retreat together.
How could they fight now?
They felt as if they were seeing the First Hokagereborn, sweeping everything before him.
At that time, who dared to challenge them?
Although Kakuzu often claimed to have survived under the First Hokage.
That was completely self-aggrandizing.
He did indeed make a distant move back then, but the price was losing a heart.
Just thinking about it is terrifying.
Now, another one has appeared in Konoha Village.
Is Konoha Village some kind of feng shui treasure land?
Kakuzu cursed inwardly while clutching his heart as he retreated.
Sasori of the Red Sand sacrificed his tail to escape, quietly slipping away.
The defeat was like a landslide.
Kisame Hoshigaki: "..."
Why am I the only one getting hurt?
Looking at the Minato Namikaze clones around him, who were coldly smiling and forming Rasengans, Kisame Hoshigaki wanted to cry but had no tears.
This is too hard for me.
Well,
Today, I've truly fallen.
Silently putting down his weapon, Kisame Hoshigaki began to ponder how to retreat.
He wouldn't give up so easily.
Whoosh!
The strong wind was still swirling.
But the battlefield was already clear.
In a short time, Naruto single-handedly turned the tide.
Nara Shikaku, with a sooty face, watched Naruto in shock.
Everyone else thought the person in front of them was the Fourth Hokage, so while they were surprised, it wasn't overly so.
Only he knew that the person in front of him was Uzumaki Naruto.
Precisely because of this, the shock he felt was the greatest.
How old was Naruto?
Five years old!
What was he doing when he was five?
Peeing further than others, and being a leader because he was smart.
Then look at Naruto.
He didn't want to think about it anymore.
Shikaku Nara averted his gaze, wiped the battle marks from his face, and gave a bitter smile.
If he thought about it any longer, he would break down.
"Fourth Hokage, you're not dead?"
"Welcome back, Fourth Hokage."
Everyone gathered around, offering warm greetings.
Their faces were beaming with smiles of victory.
They had won.
They still couldn't quite believe it.
Not far away, Hiruzen Sarutobi, lying on the ground unable to move, was internally collapsing.
He had tried his best.
He went all out, but he was old and useless.
He was even besieged by several Shadow Clones of Minato Namikaze with Rasengans, almost dying of regret.
He barely managed to turn his head, looking at his old comrade of many years beside him.
At this moment, he too was exhaling more than inhaling, clearly not long for this world.
Looking around again,
Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression was desolate.
The dead were dead, the wounded were wounded, and wails filled the air.
The smell of blood drifted far away with the swirling wind.
But it couldn't blow away the desolation in his heart.
Defeated!
Completely defeated!
Heh!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"I am the Sandaime of Konoha Village, I am the Professor of the Ninja World, and even a Ninja Hero!"
He swayed as he stood up, leaning on the Kinkōbō in his hand, barely maintaining his balance.
The Kinkōbō revealed a pair of eyes, looking at Hiruzen Sarutobi with concern;
"Old friend, do you still want to fight?"
"Fight!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi laughed loudly, his aged voice echoing over the battlefield.
The joyful crowd turned to look.
Naruto stepped forward, silently watching Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Looking at Hiruzen Sarutobi before them, their expressions were complex.
Did they hate him?
Yes, they did!
If not for him, many bizarre things in Konoha Village wouldn't have happened.
Don't say he didn't know.
As a Hokage, as a Hokage who had been in office for so many years.
If he didn't have these means, what kind of Hokagewould he be?
But he did do many things during his tenure.
His reputation was mixed.
In that position, there are no purely good people, nor purely bad people.
Looking at the desolate old man before them, the few people led by Nara Shikaku silently watched.
Naruto moved forward, stopping in front of Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"Minato, you truly are amazing, cough, cough, cough!"
"It's me who let Naruto down; this strategy was also to protect him before."
"I know!"
"Perhaps you think you were very good to him, doing everything you should have, but have you ever thought..."
Naruto paused, then asked, "Is this what Minato Namikaze wanted to see?"
"Is this what the Uzumaki Clan wanted to see?"
"Or rather, is this the life I wanted?"
The low voice made Hiruzen Sarutobi's pupils suddenly contract.
Boom!
Something exploded in his mind.
Bits of information, scenes, connected.
A startling answer surfaced in his mind.
This person in front of him is: Uzumaki Naruto!
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi laughed loudly, looking at Narutowith satisfaction, hatred, and complexity.
Finally, his face became as calm as an ancient well.
He raised the Kinkōbō in his hand and slammed it fiercely towards Naruto.
"I, the Sandaime of Konoha Village, can only die fighting to protect the Village."
A furious roar.
Boom