"Where there is light, darkness is bound to emerge."
"As long as the concept of victory exists, so too will there be losers."
"All things exist in balance—peace and war are no exception."
"An era where people truly understand one another will never come to pass. As long as human desires remain unfulfilled, so-called peace will always be an illusion, a mirage in the water."
"Only my Moon's Eye Plan can break the shackles of reality and create a world where everyone's dreams come true!"
Uchiha Obito's voice grew more impassioned as he spoke, a proud smile forming at the corner of his lips.
"In other words, my plan is far superior to yours!"
Watching Obito bask in his own sense of triumph, Mirai scoffed coldly.
"You're just a delusional coward running from reality. Stop trying to glorify yourself."
Obito's eyes flashed with fury at Mirai's disdainful expression.
"Who are you calling a coward?! I am the savior of this world!"
"You're a coward." Mirai's voice was calm and cutting. "Your so-called identity, your grand plan…"
"All of it belongs to Uchiha Madara. You're nothing more than an insignificant pawn, and yet you dare call yourself a savior?"
"Heh…"
Obito's face twisted as rage consumed him.
Lies don't wound people—truth does.
And every word Mirai had just spoken cut straight to the core of his fragile soul.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Obito's hands flew into a seal.
A blazing dragon of fire spiraled toward Mirai. But Mirai didn't move, simply raising his arm.
"Crystal Release."
In an instant, shimmering red crystals encased the fire dragon midair, sealing it away.
The next second, Mirai's figure vanished.
"I'll be taking this!"
Before Obito could react, Mirai had already seized the war fan from his hands. Then—
BAM!
A powerful kick landed squarely on Obito's chest, sending him flying backward. Blood spurted from his mouth as his arm was torn from its socket in the process.
"So fast…"
Obito's face darkened.
If not for his unique body, that attack alone would have left him gravely wounded.
A White Zetsu clone slowly emerged from the ground, and Obito grabbed its arm without hesitation, tearing it off and attaching it to his own severed limb.
Black Zetsu spoke in a low voice. "Don't let yourself be provoked. Stick to the plan—wear him down first."
Mirai was even stronger than expected. Even with the Rinnegan, Obito was no match for him.
Fortunately, Black Zetsu had anticipated this scenario and had prepared accordingly.
Obito clenched his teeth and nodded. "I know."
"Edo Tensei Jutsu!"
He slammed his hands onto the ground, and several coffins burst forth from the earth.
Moments later, the lids creaked open, revealing five figures covered in cracks—
The Third Raikage, the Second Mizukage, the Second Tsuchikage, the Fourth Kazekage, and the Third Hokage…
Mirai's lips curled in amusement.
No wonder White Zetsu had been spotted all over the ninja world recently—they had been gathering the cells of past Kage.
Interesting.
It had been a while since he had fought seriously. He could use this as a warm-up.
Obito smirked. "Mirai, consider this your appetizer. Hope you enjoy it."
With that, he activated Kamui and vanished.
Once Obito was gone, the revived Kage slowly regained their awareness.
Looking around in confusion, the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, frowned.
"Where is this? Didn't I already die?"
The Second Tsuchikage, Mū, responded immediately.
"I'm not sure. But if I remember correctly, I should have perished alongside that annoying little white-haired dwarf."
At those words, the Second Mizukage, Gengetsu Hozuki, shouted indignantly,
"Who are you calling a little guy, bandage man?!"
Mū glanced at him and flicked his fingers dismissively. "I have no interest in arguing with you until we figure out what's going on."
"What?! Are you looking down on me?!"
"Ahem…" Seeing the tension between them rise, the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, cleared his throat.
"We are indeed all deceased. But we have been summoned back by the Edo Tensei."
"This jutsu brings the dead back to life, granting them their former abilities, an immortal body, and limitless chakra…"
Hiruzen gave a brief explanation of the technique.
Hearing this, the Third Raikage scoffed. "Tch, you Konoha shinobi are truly despicable, researching techniques like this."
"So, is the wicked Hokage planning to use our strength to attack other nations?!"
Hiruzen let out a bitter chuckle. "The situation might be even worse than you think."
"Our enemy is likely… him."
All eyes turned toward Uchiha Mirai.
The Third Raikage blinked in surprise. "We were summoned just to fight that guy?"
Gengetsu looked annoyed. "Who's the caster of this jutsu? Is this some kind of insult to us?"
Rasa and Hiruzen exchanged glances, unpleasant memories surfacing in their minds.
Both had once been defeated by Uchiha Mirai. They understood his strength better than anyone.
Especially Rasa.
He had already been killed by Mirai—twice.
Mū noticed their hesitation and asked, "What's wrong? Do you know this guy?"
"Is he strong?"
At their expectant gazes, Rasa nodded. "He's unbelievably strong. You'd all do well not to underestimate him."
"I was killed by him."
Hiruzen sighed. "Me too. Among the new generation of shinobi, there is no one stronger than him."
Mū and Gengetsu exchanged surprised glances.
A shinobi who had taken down both a Kazekage and a Hokage…
This would be a tough fight.
Only the Third Raikage scoffed, his entire body crackling with lightning.
"If you were both killed by the same person, that just means you were weak."
"I'll see for myself if this so-called new-generation shinobi is worth my time!"
His battle spirit surged.
In life, he had been hailed as one of the strongest shinobi in history. If not for Onoki's schemes, he would never have fallen.
Now, he wanted to see for himself whether this young shinobi was worthy of his full power.
Lightning surged around him as he prepared to unleash his ultimate technique—
The Hell Stab!
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