Chapter 251: Two Fists Can’t Defeat Four Hands

"I'm just a passing Uchiha, remember that!"

With a clap of his hands, Obito's face was adorned with red-purple markings.

Mount Myoboku + Ryuchi Cave = Cold-Blooded Sage Mode!

His pupils shifted into a horizontal line, then vertical, flickering back and forth before finally, under the pressure of six tomoe, reluctantly returning to normal.

The moment Sage Mode activated, Obito no longer suppressed his presence.

A terrifying aura erupted from him, surging outward like a tidal wave, sweeping in all directions.

Under this overwhelming pressure, even the three Kage couldn't help but have drastic changes in expression.

"Such an immense and boundless chakra… how could a human possibly possess this?!"

"Is this guy a Tailed Beast?!"

"No… even a Tailed Beast shouldn't have such an absurd amount of chakra!"

At that moment, the ground beneath them trembled violently, the rumbling sound echoing endlessly.

Behind the three Kage—

A formidable force of forty thousand shinobi from the Allied Army had received the attack signal.

They were advancing rapidly toward the battlefield.

"Brothers, charge! It's time for revenge!"

"Even if I perish, I'll take the Konoha scum down with me!"

"Kill the men of Konoha! Take their women!"

Hearing the deafening roar of their troops behind them, the three Kage felt a bit more at ease.

Confidence returned to their faces.

Young man…

No matter how powerful you are, you're just a big wave in the ocean.

But when thousands of waves unite into a tsunami…

Even if you can stir up a storm for a moment, in the end, you'll be swallowed whole.

Human strength is limited—no matter how strong your fists are, they can't fight against an army.

The iron tide behind us will drown you and crush Konoha into dust!

Gazing at the overwhelming sea of banners before him, Obito paused for a moment.

"Huh… never thought a mere shinobi skirmish would look this impressive."

"It's hard to imagine what ancient wars with hundreds of thousands of soldiers must have been like."

Shaking his head, he quickly dismissed those unnecessary thoughts.

"Now's not the time to get distracted. How should I deal with this army?"

"They say two fists can't defeat four hands… well then—"

"Sage Art: Wood Release!"

With a thunderous clap, Obito activated Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!

RUMBLE!

A tremor, far more intense than that of the Allied Army's march, erupted across the battlefield.

Many shinobi were momentarily confused, thinking—

"Wow, our footsteps sound really imposing!"

But the next second—

Their expressions shifted from pride to utter horror.

A colossal Buddha statue rose before them, its serene face towering over the battlefield.

Behind it, thousands of enormous wooden arms stretched into the sky, blocking their path like an impenetrable wall.

The statue, thousands of meters tall, cast a massive shadow that swallowed the battlefield whole.

"Holy shit!"

The Allied Shinobi were stunned.

Even the Konoha forces were momentarily caught off guard.

They had been ready to engage in a brutal battle under the Hokages' command—

But now, an enormous wooden deity stood between them and the enemy, separating the two forces completely.

"Isn't this the First Hokage's Wood Release?!" someone gasped.

Yamato's expression was complicated as he nodded, sighing.

"Yes… this is real Wood Release."

Kakashi's pupils shrank as he muttered in disbelief,

"A technique of this scale… can a human even perform such a jutsu?"

"How much chakra would this even require?!"

He exchanged glances with Yamato, and suddenly, a silent understanding passed between them.

What has blinded us?

Jealousy.

Naruto cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted,

"Obito, you're insane(voice crack)!"

Kushina promptly smacked him upside the head, scolding,

"Naruto, watch your mouth, dattebane!"

"And where did you even learn that phrase?!"

Naruto, rubbing the large lump forming on his head, mumbled tearfully,

"O-Obito taught me, dattebayo…"

Kushina clenched her fists, making a mental note to settle this with Obito later.

"This Wood Release… it's already on par with the First Hokage's."

The Third Hokage, deeply shaken, turned to Minato and asked meaningfully,

"Minato, you seemed unsurprised… did you know?"

Minato, eyes fixed on the battlefield, nodded slightly.

"Yeah… you could say that."

"After this battle, let Obito explain it to you himself."

—

High above, standing atop the massive wooden statue, Obito glanced downward and immediately felt dizzy.

"Damn… I might be afraid of heights. And I think there's a lack of oxygen up here too…"

"Wait, Hashirama didn't have a Sharingan either. How did he see anything from this high up?"

"Did he… carry a telescope every time he fought Madara?"

"Pfft—now that's a funny image… Alright, focus! Time to put on a show!"

Shaking off his thoughts, Obito leaped off the colossal Buddha.

Suspended in the air above the army, he spread his arms dramatically and recited with deep emotion,

"Those who do not understand pain… cannot understand true peace."

"Now, let the world feel pain!"

His voice, amplified by chakra, echoed across the battlefield, reaching the ears of every single soldier.

Dumbfounded silence followed.

What the hell is this lunatic saying?!

Onoki, snapping out of his stupor, roared furiously,

"That's the First Hokage's Wood Release! Don't let him complete the technique—kill him now!"

Leading the charge, he fired off a Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique straight at Obito's face.

The army quickly followed, launching a barrage of ninjutsu in his direction.

In an instant, the sky lit up with dazzling colors—

The sheer variety of jutsu made the battlefield look oddly festive.

However, regardless of type or strength, even the mightiest Bloodline Limits and Kekkei Tota—

The moment they entered Obito's vicinity, they vanished.

Within a hundred-meter radius around him, ninjutsu simply ceased to exist.

"What the hell?! Why can't we hit him?!"

(Hey, GM, I'm reporting a cheater!)

Onoki's face darkened.

"This is impossible! My Dust Release has failed… again?!"

In his long life, his technique had only ever failed three times—

And every single time, it was against an Uchiha.

Obito, arms crossed like Madara, sighed with a hint of boredom.

"I get it now, Madara. This isn't even fun."

Looking at the struggling enemy forces, he shook his head and spread his hands.

"There's no point. Against a pay-to-win player like me, you guys stand no chance."

"Alright… time to end this one-sided battle."

Back atop the Buddha, Obito pressed his hands together and grinned.

"Transcendent Buddha!"

Thousands of massive fists descended, obliterating the Allied Army in an instant.

The battlefield turned into a bloodbath.

And so, the war was over before it even began.

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