Not far away, on the battlefield between Iwagakure and Konoha, a group of shinobi, apart from seeing the two giants vanish, did not know the outcome of the fight.
They only muttered, "Is it over?"
"Who won?"
"Don't know, but judging by appearances, it should be Uchiha Madara."
Obviously, from the judgment of experience, Uchiha Madara's greatness left a deeper impression.
After that, these shinobi suddenly began thinking of one problem. Since the battle of those godlike beings had ended, then here, should they still continue fighting?
Honestly speaking, none of those present still had the mind to keep fighting. What if victory was decided?
In front of giants of that level, their tiny wins and losses were not even worth mentioning.
However, as the war had already dragged on to this point, wanting to stop immediately was not so simple a matter.
The strength of battle might already have lost its meaning, but the reality of hatred had long since been forged, hadn't it?
They had to avenge their fallen comrades.
Thinking this, the gaze each side cast at the other once again revealed thick malice.
A suffocating atmosphere once again covered the battlefield. The fragile balance, halted only by accident, could shatter at any time.
And just then, suddenly, in the center of the battlefield, a figure appeared.
Whether Iwa-nin or Konoha-nin, looking at the sudden figure, they instinctively said, "Flying Thunder God Technique!"
This jutsu, in the past one or two days, had become the most famous existence.
On the Konoha side it was fine, but on the Iwa side, upon seeing the figure suddenly appear, they instantly erupted into an uproar.
This was Uchiha Obito, subordinate of Namikaze Minato, a member of Minato's squad.
One Namikaze Minato was already enough to terrify them. And now, here came another Uchiha Obito who also mastered the Flying Thunder God. Their morale collapsed.
And not only that, Obito, who had just arrived, gazed toward the Iwa battle lines and said faintly, "Iwagakure shinobi, immediately withdraw from Kusagakure, return to your own village."
"This war should end."
Those arrogant words immediately roused the dissatisfaction of the Iwa-nin. On the battle line, several jōnin no longer bothered to hide and jumped out.
"Uchiha Obito, even if you master the Flying Thunder God, we will not admit defeat!"
"That's right, if you want us to retreat, just try it!"
Obito indeed smiled faintly, "Is that so?"
"Then… let's try."
As he finished, his eyes glowed blood-red, six scythes forming a great windmill, locking onto the Iwa jōnin who had stepped forward.
The next instant, his body was wrapped in deep violet chakra. Then, a familiar, enormous, sky-darkening giant appeared once more.
Previously, watching the giant from afar, it had seemed awe-inspiring, but the oppression it created was not the same as facing it directly.
All the Iwa-nin instantly went pale.
So the one who had just fought Uchiha Madara was actually from Konoha, said to be the weakest in Minato's squad, Uchiha Obito.
And since he was able to appear here, even if he hadn't defeated Madara, it meant he had at least emerged unharmed.
Originally, they thought, no matter how powerful that giant was just now, it had nothing to do with them.
But now they realized, they truly had to face this giant whose size alone carried crushing pressure.
Fight, my ass.
All the Iwa-nin instantly lost their fighting spirit.
At this moment, Uchiha Obito raised the Susanoo blade.
Dragging the sword across the ground, he left a long scar on the earth.
After finishing, he amplified his voice, "From today on, withdraw from the area I've marked. Anyone who crosses this line, you know the consequences."
The Iwa-nin were scared out of their wits. They no longer cared to fight, and one after another, obeyed Obito's order and began retreating.
This time, instead, it was the Konoha shinobi who grew arrogant. With such a massive giant on their side, defeating Iwa was nothing but an easy matter.
If they didn't take the chance to pursue and annihilate the enemy now, when would they?
So, many Konoha shinobi charged out.
But before they could get far, a massive blade slammed into the ground in front of them, blocking the way.
Obito said: "You too, stop. Don't let hatred spread further."
But some Konoha shinobi refused to accept it, angrily accusing, "Uchiha Obito, the Iwa killed four of my comrades. We shared life-and-death bonds. Even if it costs me my life, I must make them pay."
"That's right. Right now we can win, why stop? Then all the comrades who died before, wouldn't that be in vain?"
Looking at these furious Konoha shinobi, Obito only said calmly, "I understand how you feel. But isn't death on both sides the very essence of war?"
"Spread it further, and hatred will only grow deeper. So, please stop in time. At least, this is the outcome the Third Hokage wants to see."
One Konoha shinobi felt it was utterly, unfairly unjust. He couldn't help but roar, "Uchiha Obito, I know you now have great power, and we can only obey your order.
"But what if the situation were reversed? What if in this war, it was your cherished comrades who died? Could you still say such words so easily?"
Obito answered honestly, "Of course not. If my comrades died, perhaps… I'd become even more insane than you."
"But, one such person is enough. If you really can't let go, then hate me instead. I have only one order, immediately, right now… end the war. Note, this is not a request, but a command!"
The Konoha shinobi were left speechless. They had seen shameless people before, but never one so brazenly shameless.
Yet strangely, this very shamelessness made them less angry. They were long used to hypocrisy; sometimes, they instead admired those who were honest.
No one was unaware that the essence of this world was the law of the jungle. In any case, with Uchiha Obito standing there in that enormous giant form, they really had no choice, did they?
So many could only obey, stopping their actions.
But indeed, there were still some shinobi whose Rin, whose Kakashi, whose teacher Minato, had died on the battlefield.
To tell them not to take revenge, it was truly too much.
A shinobi who looked about Obito's age, just an ordinary civilian ninja, stepped forward. Hatred shone in his eyes.
"For the mission of destroying the Kannabi Bridge, we lost countless people. Even now, several squads are still missing, perhaps already dead at the hands of the Iwa."
"If you had the power to end the war, then why did you still let us carry out such dangerous missions? What meaning was there in destroying the Kannabi Bridge?"
"Moreover, since you clearly possessed the Flying Thunder God technique, why did you arrive so late?"
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