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T/N: Mephistopheles, also known as Mephisto, is a demon featured in German folklore (thanks wikipedia)

Wind.

Huge wind.

And the wind is cold.

A rare moment of such coolness in these progressively sweltering times.

It was appropriate to travel, confess, draw cards, and die in battle.

Accompanied by their partners, Makoto and the others arrived in Nagashino, ready for the grueling battle to come.

Because they arrived a bit earlier than the appointed time, Kumo as well as the middlemen invited by both sides did not arrive.

Makoto decided to say something lighthearted to liven up the stiff-as-ice atmosphere in front of him.

-Because of the consistent walking upside down, everyone could now more easily accept Makoto's strange and bizarre approach. That's why Makoto's proposal to go one-on-one with Kumo was barely acceptable to everyone. Possibly accepting it doesn't mean completely agreeing with it...

"Hey, Pakura."

"...What is it?"

In this battle, Makoto brought few people with him, other than the sennins and Sandaime, there were only a few old acquaintances and a few children from the Konoha orphanage.

Pakura was listed for the time being.

But Chiyo-baasama and his father-in-law, who were also supposed to come over, were nowhere to be seen.

"I'm afraid this battle will be really tough."

"We've long advised you not to... clearly ask for it!"

"Hey hey, that's right is all... but is about to leave, but did not leave a boy and a girl, is really in the heart is difficult to peace... Pakura, how about this, if this time I can come back, you help me to give birth to a nine children, how? "

"...Why nine children?"

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became weird and was no longer so stiff.

The people around all looked as if they wanted to ask but didn't dare to - they didn't even bother to ask why Pakura, they only wanted to know why it was a ninth child?

"Ah, there's a very deep reason for this... because..."

Makoto was about to continue talking with his mouth full when the Middleman as well as Kumo had arrived.

There was nothing much to say about the middleman, all of them were characters who had a reputation in the ninja world. If either side of the battle dared to back out or play tricks, then the middlemen would definitely make the other side pay.

In this group of middlemen, the most conspicuous is naturally the former earth shadow Onoki.

However, compared to the middlemen who looked quite relaxed, Kumo's group was clearly fighting with coffins. They all changed into white helmets and white armor, and the atmosphere was incomparably solemn.

They all stared angrily at Makoto, and before the battle had even begun, endless killing intent immediately roared out.

Before stepping forward to reply, Makoto finally asked Sandaime and Jiraiya.

"Those twenty-two seals you guys drew on my back, are they really okay? Are they really that powerful?"

"...You've asked this question for the third time already... If you add more seals, the seals will start to affect each other... The average ten seals on biju is enough..."

"I see."

Makoto was slightly relieved, which led him towards Kumo's camp.

Kumo also walked towards Makoto.

Onoki and the others stood between the two groups.

After looking at the two groups for a while each, Onoki said in a complex voice.

"This war, it's pointless... You may not believe me when I say it, but personally, I wish to stop this fight..."

A ninja dressed as a Kumo Elder sneered.

"It's already at this point, what's the point of you hypocritically saying this? -

"If you wanted to stop it, why didn't you say so before - now that the Land of Lightning is suffering, we are ninjas, not businessmen, and if we can't solve the problem, then we'll get to the root of the problem by solving the people who brought it about! -

"Onoki, go pick your peaches off to the side!"

Onoki looked gloomy, he didn't answer the Kumo Elder, but finally looked at Makoto.

"As long as you open your mouth... then it's not too late!"

"Thank you for your kind words, Sandaime Tsuchikage-sama. But it is to solve the problem that I have come here. I've always believed that the fundamental conflict right now isn't between ninjass... Now, I'm going to pass this idea on to Kumo-nins."

To Onoki, Makoto was relatively polite.

For him to be able to say these words above, that meant that the Sandaime's sporadic string of visits over the past two years had had an effect.

Onoki had many years left to live, but he himself did not realize this. As a dying old man, his body can still hold on, but his heart has already begun to rapidly grow old under seclusion... He began to persuade himself to let go of the hatred of the past, and instead fought to leave a little bit more for the children and grandchildren of future generations.

Revenge is necessary to revenge, several large ninja villages kill each other endlessly, leaving an unknown number of blood feuds... but revenge can be reported anytime, the opportunity to make the village stronger is limited, is not it... this is a mature Kage...

For Makoto, as long as this Kage began to have such thoughts, he has already succeeded.

Makoto wanted to change the status quo of the ninja world, violence was absolutely indispensable.

But there was really no need to make it all about violence.

When everyone wanted peace and a good life, then happiness would truly come.

"Alright, in that case, then please first step back one kilometer each!"

"When I activate the flare gun, only then can both of you feel free to fight each other. But - I must re-emphasize here that the use of those underhanded means is forbidden! -

"Do not dishonor your ancestors!"

For ninjas, it is acceptable to use lime on the battlefield or even stir up a mess.

It didn't matter how despicable it was, as long as it could actually defeat the enemy.

But now the essence of this battle was a duel, some things could be used and some things could not.

"Hmph, against Hokage, do we still need to use something like that?"

"I think the Kumo ninjas who came over this time are all gentlemen who have truly come to solve the problem."

Regardless of the purpose, no one on either side of this engagement really wanted to be underhanded.

"Good, since both sides have come to their senses, then please take your positions!"

Both sides stopped talking and instead walked towards their established positions.

As Makoto walked, he also organized the equipment on his body.

This time, Makoto didn't bring much with him, aside from the Pink Fluffy Bunny Rabbit on his back, he only brought a sealing scroll and a standard ninjutsu bag.

What was hidden in the sealing scroll was naturally the Reibi that had sucked up all the energy. As for the ninjutsu bag, all of them were his usual props, nothing much to say.

What he was wearing today was a Jinbaori made by his two wives overnight, and... a "Nothing" card.

T/N: Jinbaori is a type of haori, one of the Japanese short coats without sleeves, which a high-ranking samurai can wear over his armor

Makoto gripped the "Nothing" card on his chest.

This was given to him by his Borokara-baasan before he set off - this was an unknown old woman who had never seen any writing in her life. But Borokara's whole family all sacrificed their lives for Konoha, so they can be said to be truly loyal.

For this kind of truly lonely granny, Makoto could do little but let her live the rest of her life as generously as possible.

With the current physical state of the old lady, has rarely appeared in front of people, most of the time, she is sitting in the small courtyard, quietly sunbathing, quietly waiting for the day of reunion with the family.

But somehow, without knowing that Makoto was going to go to a date fight with Kumo, Granny Borokara appeared outside Naruto's office and insisted on giving him this "Nothing" plaque, saying that it would bless him.

The "Nothing" plaque was her dowry, initially given to her husband, and after her husband died in battle, it was passed on to her son. After her son was killed in battle, it was passed on to her daughter-in-law. After her daughter-in-law was killed in action, it was passed on to her grandchildren... Eventually, the "Nothing" plaque returned to her.

Now, she gave this "Nothing" plaque to Makoto.

Makoto naturally didn't believe in this, and the people who had received the "Nothing" plaque before hadn't survived.

However, he still received the "Nothing" plaque.

The ninja world is very paradoxical, with all sorts of mysterious powers - for example, the sand that has been protecting Gaara is not from Shukaku, but from Gaara's deceased mother.

It's hard to imagine that someone who has been dead for so many years could still be that powerful.

Perhaps it is a marvelous lie.

But... if I'm doing the right thing, you guys will surely bless me, right?

Makoto thought so, and carefully tucked the Much Ado About Nothing card into his clothes.

It wasn't long before both sides had reached their respective positions.

Onoki raised the starting gun and called out loudly.

"3, 2...1!"

"Begin!"

Snap!

With the sound of a gunshot, Onoki and the other middlemen immediately left the battlefield, leaving the space to the two sides that were preparing to fight.

Makoto did not rush to attack as he stood on the branch of a sky-high ancient tree and began to carefully feel the situation around him.

Currently, on the bright side, there were only two forces that were going to fight each other within ten miles, Makoto and Kumo. However, after making an effort to sense, Makoto found more chakra reactions.

Some of them were more familiar to him.

For example, Kakashi, Gai, his father-in-law, Chiyo-baasama, Nagato, Konan, Aunt Snake, Zetsu, and others.

And some were more unfamiliar.

Makoto guessed that these might be eyes from other villages or... guys who were ready to pick up the slack.

This battle was an appointment between Kumo and Makoto to resolve the conflict that had arisen due to the Land of Lightning. But for the rest of the ninja world, the implications were more than that - if Makoto could put down a village alone, then with the power of the Konoha, they could crush any Shinobi village. In that case, the strategy against Konoha would have to change.

Of course, there must be many guys with dark characters in there, hoping that Makoto would die with the two Kumo ninjas.

That way they would have one less powerful Hokage to deal with, along with the possibility of obtaining two bijus...

Except for never sensing the aura of Bandito, everything was as expected by Makoto.

However, Makoto was very clear in his heart that Obito must have already come.

He definitely would not let go of such a good opportunity... But now that Makoto is in such a good state, he is definitely not going to show himself...

"Still have to get myself bloodied first..."

Makoto bemoaned his fate, but still shook his spirit and rushed towards Kumo's direction as fast as he could.

Just like what Makoto thought, this time, Kumo didn't bring out everyone in a family wave.

They knew Makoto's fighting style very well, so they only brought out a total of over three hundred people this time.

-Don't look at the small number of people, these are all Kumo's elites, ruthless people who can climb out of a hell like the Fourth Ninja World War.

If all these people die here, Kumogakure may not be able to recover for many years... Well, anyway, there will definitely be a Fifth Ninja World War in eight years. In eight years' time, Konoha and Makoto will become more difficult to deal with. In this case, it is better to take advantage of the opportunity to have a try now.

"But as few as there are, they are not weak at all. And since they're ninjas who came down from the battlefield, they're more than likely able to join forces and perform ninjutsu together... They definitely won't let me get close... Here we go!"

During the long battle, the ninja had long realized the benefits of joint jutsu and had been working hard to develop them.

Like Konoha had the Crane Wing Formation.

The miles of Earth-Style Wall released by multiple people joining forces was also a strong jutsu that could block the Sandaime Raikage's Hell Stab head-on.

And naturally, Kumo also had its own powerful jutsu used to deal damage...

In the sky, there was a sudden burst of thunder.

Makoto looked up and realized that at some point, a sea of dark clouds had gathered in the sky. Thunder flashed in the dark clouds, seemingly ready to vent their anger towards the earth at any time.

Makoto didn't know what this Ninjutsu was called, but it was foreseeable that if he was really hit by it, the consequences were feared...

Through the preview of sen-no-sen, Makoto could clearly see that he was hit by a thunderbolt that fell from the sky, electrocuting himself into a charred black color. Although it wasn't so bad as to injure his bones, his stance had obviously slowed down...

"So it's the main control? ...This fight is really cautious..."

The danger of losing speed in a group battle was self-evident.

But once the moves were seen through, it was meaningless.

With the foresight of sen-no-sen, Makoto fiercely accelerated, almost like a butterfly through flowers, and bypassed all the points where the thunder landed.

This unknown Joint Ninjutsu was very strange, it seemed to have been temporarily researched and used against him, the development time was quite limited. Seeing Makoto cross the minefield in three or two moves, the Kumo's side immediately stopped the release of the Joint Ninjutsu.

A dozen or so ninjas wearing sunglasses rushed straight towards him with an unrelenting aura.

These sunglasses ninjas certainly weren't there to act tough on the battlefield, and before they even arrived in front of him, Makoto realized that they were actually blind...

Most human information was obtained through the eyes, and using genjutsu on the enemy's eyes had always been considered the most efficient way to do so.

But on the other hand, if the opponent was blind, things would be slightly more troublesome... For Makoto, it was only troublesome.

"Senjutsu Bomb!"

Facing the body art ninjas that were madly rushing towards him, Makoto didn't panic and directly threw out dirty bombs.

Boom, boom, boom!

The Senjutsu Bomb exploded around Makoto, and the wild to extreme Senjutsu energy and chakra flowed unchecked, turning the surrounding environment for casting jutsu into an extremely bad place.

No matter what kind of Ninjutsu it was, the difficulty of releasing it within hundreds of meters of Makoto would rise insanely.

The more advanced the Ninjutsu, the greater the restrictions.

Makoto knew very well that these taijutsu ninjas were only being used to attract his attention.

The various ninjutsu that could truly deal a blow to him were inevitably hidden in the shadows...

Whistle, whistle, whistle...

Almost at the instant the Dirty Bomb bloomed, a dozen or so bizarre chakra vortexes suddenly lit up around Makoto, and violently annihilated without a trace - these were all originally special jutsu used to lock up, or inflict damage on Makoto. But under the power of the dirty bomb, they could only helplessly destroy themselves.

Edo Tensei had its limitations, and guys like Shodaime simply couldn't exert their full power.

But on the other hand, the body of Edo Tensei has no human weaknesses in the conventional sense, and can be tossed around as much as it wants.

And as strong as Makoto is, he's still a creature...

"Hey, nice try!"

Makoto laughed long and hard, dodging the strong attacks of the two Kumo-ninjs, and then delivered an elbow strike that slammed hard into the waist of the third, smoothly rendering him completely unconscious.

"What speed!"

Makoto had hidden himself too deep, and in the vast majority of the time, he was reluctant to directly engage his enemies with violence.

It might be that such a style formed an extremely serious inherent impression, so much so that many people didn't realize that his taijutsu attributes had long exceeded the human upper limit.

The human upper limit is 5, but not for him...

Without turning on Kaminiyotte, Makoto fought one against nine, yet he still ended these few taijutsu experts within three seconds.

There was no special reason, first of first, plus he was faster than them and his fists were heavier than theirs.

That's all.

Adding only White Value made Makoto unusually disadvantaged in terms of skill multipliers, but the constant climb of pure physical attributes also allowed him to raise his hands and throw his feet like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, easily destroying the enemy's line.

Enemies appeared fast and fell fast. In a few breaths, Makoto had already broken through the opponent's first line of defense.

"Crap, the other party broke in... faster than imagined... Quickly activate the second program!"

After all, there was only one Makoto, one enemy, and Kumo relied on its numerical advantage to arrange many targeted tactics.

But what slightly made Makoto unexpected was that the one who came out to antagonize him this time was actually Killer B.

...Shouldn't a top level combatant like Killer B come out last? Why didn't he use long-range bombardment like he did during the Fourth Ninja World War?

Even though he was an enemy, Makoto felt in his heart that Kumo's battle method was correct during the Fourth Ninja World War.

Now that Makoto had become even stronger, then over-the-horizon attacks became a very sage strategy.

Other people couldn't do anything with biju, but it wasn't like Makoto couldn't strongly control them.

He now had 39 ninja points, and the phantasm in it had reached thirteen points, comparable to a double-eyed Mangekyo and only slightly worse than the Rinnegan.

Now, he can completely suppress Shukaku - otherwise why Gaara hasn't started causing trouble until now is because Shukaku was sealed by Makoto.

Hachibi is obviously stronger than Shukaku, but... hmm? It's a fuinjutsu?

As Killer B roared towards Makoto, Makoto quickly noticed, out of the corner of his eye, fuinjutsu that were gradually approaching.

I see.

He was actually planning to do that.

In Makoto's outward intelligence, the most difficult thing about Makoto was his genjutsu that killed anyone when caught, as well as his personal attributes that were completely unreasonable.

But in addition to Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion a skill that had only appeared once, what was even more troublesome was Eirei Shokan (Heroic Spirit Summoning)... Would Makoto not use Edo Tensei in such an important battle?

The answer was of course no.

Makoto was already tricky, and if Makoto succeed using Edo Tensei again, then this battle would be completely out of the question.

Unlike the original Kabuto's use of Edo Tensei, which could only powerfully control the target, Makoto is the proper Hokage, and even if the Shodaime and Nidaime were summoned, they would still fully help him without any additional manipulation at all.

Therefore, Makoto's ability to use Edo Tensei must be restricted no matter what.

Among the various ways to deal with this, the sealing technique was a good choice.

If they could, they would most likely still want to seal Makoto together in it as well... But Makoto would move, so the equally thick-skinned Killer B became the best choice.

They didn't want Killer B to cause much damage to Makoto, as long as they could temporarily hold Makoto back so that he couldn't run out of fuinjutsu formation, then it would be considered a success.

Makoto saw through the other party's ploy at once, but he was not afraid, instead he became even more excited.

"If I can't even break through this small obstacle, then what qualifications do I have... Come on, Killer B!"

"Suffer death! Godaime Hokage!"

Makoto did not flee, but took the initiative to meet Killer B. The revenge of killing his brother was right in front of him, so where would Killer B have the slightest hesitation, immediately sacrificing his body to meet him.

Makoto didn't pull out the Pink Fluffy Bunny Rabbit, he just opened his five fingers and grabbed towards Killer B.

Both sides crossed paths in an instant, but it was such a first wave of exchanges that Makoto had already torn out five long slits between Killer B's belly.

Killer B, on the other hand, was working in vain.

"-So fast!"

Killer B had known that Makoto was fast, but even though he had repeatedly raised his expectations of Makoto, he was still shocked when he actually exchanged blows.

Such speed was something that Killer B had only seen from Yondaime Hokage Namikaze Minato back then.

-That was also an extremely rare battle where he and his brother, the Yondaime Raikage, had struck together, but felt unsure and could only choose to retreat.

But Namikaze Minato was using the Flying Thunder God, and it wasn't just pure speed. Really fight pure speed words, or Yondaime Raikage is a little stronger. And the current Makoto...

Too fast!

In a frontal battle, facing an opponent with such terrifying speed straight on was quite an unwise thing to do.

Especially when the opponent's strength and reflexes were equally terrifying.

"Ha... what a powerful opponent... my brother, what a troublesome opponent he has left me... "

Inexplicably, Killer B didn't continue to grab and attack, but instead touched his bleeding stomach and sighed.

He didn't attack, Makoto did not continue to attack.

"That battle was a tough one for me to win as well. If it wasn't for the fact that my clan's genjutsu was more special, perhaps I would be the one to go to the Pure Land. -

"I can only say... that I am more obnoxious. -

"Even if I went to heaven, I would still be kicked down by my old acquaintances."

Makoto spoke the truth, and Killer B didn't argue, only suddenly asking a seemingly unrelated question.

"Just now... why didn't you kill them?"

During the contact with the first wave of defense, Makoto had overrun them in three hits.

But Makoto didn't kill any of them.

Although on the battlefield, being stunned was similar to death, and it was unlikely that they would be able to participate in the rest of the battle, Makoto's behavior could still be described as merciful.

They were now mortal enemies and were on a date to fight.

Taking a step back, even if he was willing to show mercy, they wouldn't appreciate it.

"Because, this is the power of the strong. -

"In my opinion, the so-called power is not to be able to do certain things, but having the choice to not to do certain things. -

"Letting the enemy off the hook on the battlefield is just too foolish. Yet I am powerful enough that I could care nothing at all about your retaliation - for it would inevitably cause me no harm. I can kill if I want to, and I can let go if I want to. -

"As it happens, I was in a good mood, so I chose to let go."

-Above, it is all a lie.

Makoto needed a group of people who feared him to stay in the Kumo Higher-ups.

A group of people who feared him would be much better to deal with than a group of people who only knew how to hate him at the top of the Kumo hierarchy.

If both sides really fought to the death, Konoha would bleed a lot.

For the sake of ideals, throwing one's head and spilling one's blood was nothing. But in the case of the fundamental contradiction has not been removed to kill each other non-stop, but instead by those landowners aristocrats stood next to laugh... how stupid this is.

"Hum... I didn't expect you to have such thoughts - then, die with me! -

"Heavenly Transfer Technique!"

Makoto purposely stayed still, just to wait for the other party's fuinjutsu to complete, and then use the most brutal way to tear it apart from the front, causing them to feel a fear that soaked into their bone marrow.

However, what he didn't expect was that what those fuinjutsu ninjas completed together was not some advanced fuinjutsu, but... Heavenly Transfer Technique?

This jutsu was famous in the later Naruto episodes, in addition to its instantaneous convenience, but also because the one who used it was the great beauty Mabui - currently she might be a half-sized loli.

But while this jutsu is strong, it has one big side effect.

That is, teleporting items is fine, but if it's a human body, the human body will be subjected to an unparalleled amount of pressure, and may even be torn apart outright.

In the original work, the Yondaime Raikage can be hard to resist, because of his family's monster-level blood, while Tsunade is purely by Strength of a Hundred Seal hard heal back.

As long as the blood dropped was less than the blood returned, it was the same as no blood dropped.

And now... Makoto is about to try this horrible ninjutsu with his physical body.

Buzz!

Almost at the same time that Killer B ram through it, Makoto felt an unparalleled tingling pain coming from his entire body.

The scenery in front of his eyes became even more incomparably blurry for a moment.

However, this blurring did not last for long, it only lasted for about a second or two. When he came back to his senses again, Makoto realized that he was already several miles away.

Because the teleportation was really sudden, Makoto's head was a bit dizzy. He patted his head before he replied.

"Is this Heavenly Transfer Technique? ...It's almost like the elevator in the Undercity, if you use it well, it's just killing countless people, it's much stronger than any S-ranked Ninjutsu..."

T/N: 'Undercity' from 'World of Warcraft'

However, that was all.

Aside from his head being stunned for a bit, Makoto could be said to be unharmed - it was hard to tell if it was motion sickness or not.

But Killer B was in a bad way.

His physique was obviously not as exaggerated as the Raikage family's, and despite relying on Hachibi's biju cloak to barely resist, his face was still grizzled.

Hachibi: "Really hell... what kind of physical quality is this, I always thought that the Sandaime Raikage was already unreasonable enough to forcefully whack me out, now this..."

The huge gap in white value is really helpless.

It was a good thing that Killer B didn't seem to be trying to just kill Makoto outright by being so easy - although he did take all the damage in full, in an almost standing jackhammer fashion.

Before a wave of attacks could be made, Killer B immediately swallowed the blood in his mouth, and with the help of Hachibi, he started a quick fight with Makoto.

Despite often giving off an unreliable vibe, Killer B was indeed a seasoned warrior. Especially when teamed up with the Yondaime Raikage, he was able to utilize unparalleled killing power.

Lariat was indeed a very powerful jutsu.

If someone could team up with Killer B, Makoto would have to go through a lot of trouble just from a stance perspective.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

"Lariat!"

Amidst the shouts, Killer B, who was wrapped in red chakra, had already rushed to the front.

This chakra was like a heat wave, almost turning into substance. Makoto could feel it, wanting to directly control Killer B through this layer of chakra cloak was a very difficult thing to do... Since the beginning, Kumo had been defending against his Genjutsu Technique.

However, Makoto did not use any genjutsu technique.

He still only met him with both palms.

Slap, slap, slap!

There was a huge gap between being armed and being empty-handed. But when the gap between the basic attributes of both sides was too great, then the advantage of weapons ceased to exist.

Under Hachibi's support, Killer B attacked like a tidal wave, with no sign of stopping. But no matter how he attacked, it was easily blocked by Makoto.

Instead of fighting, it was more like playing.

"This is... Gentle Fist? -

"How could the Hyuuga clan teach you this? -

"You... clearly two years ago it was... impossible to become proficient to such a point so quickly..."

Makoto kept his mouth shut and just smiled.

But the more he did, the more Killer B was alarmed.

And Makoto's next words made his mood fall to the bottom even more.

"That thing under our feet should be the unfinished Chakra Cannon, right? This thing can't even move, it's really troublesome to use it... Fortunately, if the target can't move either and doesn't care about the damage itself, it can still be used."

"How do you know..."

Killer B was truly surprised that Makoto had seen through his plan at a glance - for Kumo, it couldn't just be a victory, it was best to win beautifully as well.

However, among the battle power currently possessed by Kumo, there was no one who could rival a guy with such extreme additions as Makoto.

Therefore, Killer B chose to sacrifice himself.

Hachibi was a very powerful biju, and as a perfect jinchuuriki, Killer B was able to utilize the full power of Hachibi, so it could be said that he was quite thick-skinned.

So his strategy was to use Heavenly Transfer Technique, which could get people killed, to weaken Makoto first. Then, after teleporting him to the Chakra Cannon, he would then approach and attack.

In the meantime, Killer B would act as a sandbag and resist all of Makoto's damage.

He already had the realization that he would die in battle.

However, Makoto had always acted rather easily, and could even be said to be acting in tandem with them.

"It doesn't matter how I know. What's important is that I want to solve the problem once and for all. -

"Since ancient times, attacking the city has been the priority, while attacking the heart has been the priority. After Meng Huo lost seven games in a row, all the vigor in his heart was completely defeated, and even became an eternal shadow. Even if he is allowed to rebel in the future, he will not dare to rebel against the prime minister again... -

T/N: Meng Huo was a local leader in the Nanzhong region in the state of Shu Han during the Three Kingdoms period of China, some historians doubt his historical existence

"So, bring out all your skills, I'll take them all next. -

"Don't worry, my physical body is not exaggerated to the extent that I can stand and hard eat bijudama... and chakra cannons together."

Makoto's tone was relaxed, but in Killer B's heart, it set off shocking waves.

Now that the enemy has predicted his entire plan, is there still a need to fight... this war, it has long been not a private grudge!

Killer B's heart is incomparably complex, the enemy's power is far beyond his imagination. But it was all fought to this extent, he had to carry the battle on.

"Hachibi!"

Thus, he stopped hiding and completely liberated his power.

At the same time, the Chakra Cannon that was hidden underneath the earth's layers directly overloaded, completing its first, and at the same time its last, salvo in an almost self-destructive manner.

Two small, dazzling and incomparable suns rose up on the earth at the same time.

"Did... succeed?"

After a long time, the smoke dissipated, revealing a man in rags, bleeding all over, protected by Reibi.

"Ahem... It's really strong... Without Reibi's protection, it would have been really unlucky this time... Fortunately..."

Although it looked unusually strained, and even his life breath had dropped to the extreme, Makoto had survived.

He gasped for a moment and spat out a mouthful of reverse blood before slowly starting to form seals.

His speed was slow, but Killer B, who had made an all-out strike that now sent chills down his spine, was surprised to find that he didn't even have the courage to stop it.

This was because from the beginning to the end, Makoto maintained a calm and relaxed smile on his face.

He knew the power of Bijudama and Chakra Cannon, but he still ate them.

Killer B couldn't figure out why he did it... but the answer to that question was bound to be not very friendly to Kumo...

"For the sake of knowing each other, let me give you a little personal advice."

"...What?"

Killer B couldn't figure out what Makoto had to say at a time like this!

"Please try hard to live. -

"He's not as nice as me. -

"False Sleep no Jutsu!"

Before Killer B could ask any more questions, Makoto had already fallen asleep.

Entering an unprecedented deep sleep.

As a ninja who had survived a narrow escape from the battlefield, Makoto could truly be said to sleep with one eye open.

Even now that the war had ended, this habit had not changed in the slightest.

Even in the midst of deep dreams, he was always ready to enter battle.

But... now... he fell asleep...

Completely and utterly asleep...

Therefore, he woke up.

At that moment, everyone present inexplicably had their hearts pounding, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to have darkened.

The atmosphere was suffocatingly stifling.

He opened his eyes.

Only the original black pupils had turned into an incomparably clear golden color.

Makoto's face also became extremely bizarre.

His seven orifices began to continuously ooze black blood outwards.

Only half of Makoto's face was joy, but his eyes were bleeding. Half of his face was hatred, but the corners of his mouth were constantly rising.

Tsunade: "That expression is..."

Jiraiya: "It's back after all... This is the real him... Everyone, quickly retreat twenty miles back! The next dozens of miles around will turn into a battlefield, quickly retreat!"

Not only Konoha's side sensed something wrong, the other large and small forces watching the battle all sensed something wrong and began to retreat.

Only Kumo's side couldn't retreat, and continued to face the terrifying Makoto who was a little too terrifying in front of them.

After his eyes turned golden, there was a burst of chakra disturbance on Makoto's jinbaori, turning into a pure white robe. At the same time, two streams of light flew from the sky and sank into the middle of his eyes with great accuracy.

Under the illumination of the streams of light, Makoto's eyes first turned into a pure white, but after a split second, they turned into a pure golden color.

One after another strange black blob appeared behind Makoto, floating without any regularity.

Killer B: "You..."

Makoto, who had become extremely weird, smiled wryly.

He appeared to be crying and laughing.

"Thousands of monks and ten thousand Buddhas die of blood plague, cleansing the sin and executing the punishment should be opened in the world."

What answered him was a punch from Killer B's full heart and strength.

Regardless of the fear in his chest, Killer B chose to continue fighting.

"What are you pretending to be! -

"Hachibi, let's go together!"

Before Killer B's fist reached Makoto's chest, Killer B's head resounded with Hachibi' mournful cry on a sharp occasion.

"This guy is... run! B, run!"

However, it was already too late.

Killer B punched Makoto's chest, yet the next moment, his entire right arm was directly shattered into pieces.

"-Ah!"

... ...

"A very strange state... Very scary... But it's also true that the breath of life is completely weakened... It should also be the extent of the last blow. "

"Now, it's time for me to act."

Uchiha Obito, who had been staying away from the battlefield, decided to take action after feeling the increasingly powerful force.

"Makoto, I'm coming to kill you."