As Tobirama predicted, the war was over.
This was the largest war in the history of the world, involving every nation.
Despite one side being represented by only a single village, this was, without a doubt, another world war.
Yet this world war, which should have lasted for years, concluded in an unbelievably short amount of time.
In a single day.
Excluding the preparation and troop movements leading up to it, the actual combat between the two sides lasted less than a day before the war came to an end.
Moreover, the victor was the lone village, Konoha.
For those unaware of what transpired during the war, such a result would undoubtedly leave them confused, bewildered, and doubtful.
No matter how much they tried to understand, they would never be able to comprehend why the world alliance, with its overwhelming numerical advantage, would lose so decisively.
It defied all logic.
It was incomprehensible.
But for those who had personally experienced the war, the answer was crystal clear.
Their enemies were not human.
They were gods.
Faced with gods, what chance did mere mortals have?
Defeat was inevitable.
Defeat was logical.
Defeat was absolute.
Even in surrender, they felt no shame.
After all, their opponents were gods.
To have fought against gods at all was the greatest honor they could have hoped for.
To lose to gods, was that not the most natural outcome?
On Hui's battlefield, several daimyos had already been killed.
Hui spared them no mercy.
In his eyes, these individuals had no purpose, no reason to continue existing.
They were nothing more than relics of the old era.
If a new era was to be ushered in, the symbols of the old era had to be eradicated.
As for the leaders of the ninja villages, Hui did not kill all of them.
He spared a select few, those he deemed worthy of being spared.
As for those he did kill, their deaths were well-deserved.
Any thoughts they harbored of surrendering now, only to plot something else later, could not escape Hui's keen perception.
For such individuals, death was the only fitting end.
"Let's go. We'll return to Konoha and regroup with the other three units.
"Their battles should have concluded by now as well,"
Hui said confidently to Minato and Shikaku.
His tone made the few captured leaders of the ninja villages pause, their eyes narrowing in realization.
From Hui's words, it was clear that Konoha's other battlefields were also led by figures just as powerful as him, capable of ending wars single-handedly.
Three other battlefields.
That meant there were three other Konoha shinobi as terrifying as Hui.
The realization was utterly staggering.
If this was true…
The captives exchanged bitter looks, each seeing the despair in the others' eyes.
Konoha had grown unimaginably strong without anyone realizing it.
It was a truth too overwhelming to accept.
As Hui began his victorious return to Konoha, the other three Konoha forces also started their journeys back.
Eventually, all four units reunited.
The world war was over.
In this war, Konoha had deployed 16,000 shinobi. Of those, over 2,000 were killed, and over 400 were injured.
On the other hand, the World Alliance had mobilized 600,000 forces, of those 120,000 were killed, 200,000 were injured. The remaining forces surrendered entirely.
From a purely numerical perspective, this war was nothing short of miraculous.
Such a war had never happened before, and it was unlikely to happen again.
When the four Konoha units reunited, the atmosphere was electric.
The Konoha shinobi had anticipated victory, but…
Not like this.
As the Konoha shinobi celebrated their victory, they couldn't help but marvel at how unexpectedly short and effortless the war had been.
Never in their wildest dreams had they thought they would achieve such an overwhelming victory, let alone in such a short time.
The ninja from different units were eagerly sharing their experiences with each other, unable to contain their excitement.
Each group was bursting to tell their comrades about the "godlike" figure who had appeared on their battlefield.
Yet to their surprise, they quickly discovered that all the other units had experienced the same thing.
Four individuals, godlike in their strength, had brought the war to an unequivocal end.
"You really outdid yourself with your preparations, leaving us such incredible backup."
"Hui, when did you meet that terrifyingly strong woman?"
Sakumo and Hiruzen asked simultaneously when they saw Hui.
Hui chuckled at their questions.
"It's a long story. But soon enough, you'll learn the truth."
His response only deepened their confusion.
"The truth? What truth? Hui, have you been keeping something from us?"
Hiruzen pressed, picking up on the key phrase in Hui's reply.
"Indeed, there's something I've kept hidden for a long time.
"But for now, enjoy the joy of our victory. I'll reveal it in due time."
Hui clearly had no intention of sharing the truth just yet.
As he saw it, even if he told them now, their current strength wouldn't allow them to do anything about it. Knowing would only cause unnecessary worry.
"Brother-in-law, our unit didn't suffer a single casualty this time!"
Nawaki approached Hui proudly, practically bragging.
In response, Hui rolled his eyes.
"This was one of the rarest opportunities to train our forces in actual combat.
"The whole point of this war was to give Konoha's people real battlefield experience.
"And yet, you turned it into your one-man show, robbing them of a valuable opportunity to grow."
Hui's words left Nawaki momentarily stunned.
He gave an awkward smile, trying to come up with an excuse, but then hesitated.
Was it really necessary to train for future wars?
With the entire world now unified and no more enemies remaining, what was the point of such training?
Hui, noticing Nawaki's hesitation, shook his head and said,
"Just because you can't see a threat doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
"Complacency leads to disaster.
"For Konoha, it may seem like we're now untouchable, but in truth, there are still dangers lurking beyond what you can perceive."
Hui's words left Nawaki even more puzzled.
It didn't take much for him to realize there must still be a particularly strong enemy out there.
"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone harm Konoha!"
Though Hui hadn't shared the full truth, Nawaki spoke with confidence.
He didn't press further either. He knew Hui would reveal everything when the time was right.
"Alright, let's leave that aside for now. For now, enjoy the sweetness of this hard-earned victory."
Hui addressed the group, then leapt into the sky.
At that moment, all eyes turned to him, both the Konoha shinobi and the tens of thousands of prisoners.
"The war is over. Konoha has emerged victorious!"
Hui's voice rang out, prompting a massive cheer from the Konoha forces.
"We have defeated the old world and ended the old era!"
Hui continued, and another wave of cheers erupted.
"From today onward, this world will have only one nation and one village.
"All of us will no longer be enemies but companions living together in one country, one village.
"This is the dawn of a new era, a beautiful era.
"Everyone, enjoy this era to your heart's content!"
Hui's declaration heralded the arrival of a new age.
A day later, all the ninja who had been captured by Konoha returned to their respective homes to await Konoha's arrangements.
This included the captured leaders of the ninja villages.
Hui wasn't worried about these people defying Konoha's plans.
In this world, strength reigned supreme.
The power displayed by Konoha during this war, especially the strength of Hui and the three others, had left an indelible impression on everyone.
It was enough to extinguish any thoughts of rebellion.
Quietly, they would return to their villages and wait obediently for the next steps.
At the same time, they would carry the outcome of this war back to every corner of the world.
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