The vast ruins of the town were filled with swirling dust. Immense shockwaves dissipated, leaving an eerie silence. As everyone anticipated
The vast ruins of the town were filled with swirling dust.
Immense shockwaves dissipated, leaving an eerie silence.
As everyone anticipated the power of the Eighth Gate, their breaths hitched.
What they saw left them speechless.
Madara's earthen body, rapidly reforming after the devastating Daytime Tiger attack, faltered in its regeneration. Then, like a shattering mirror, it cracked.
The fissures spread, contorting Madara's remaining half-face into a grotesque grimace.
"Damn brat, I was only using fifty percent of my power..."
"Madara, it was closer to sixty or seventy. Stop exaggerating; it's embarrassing to lie to your juniors," Hashirama interjected.
Madara stiffened, then roared.
"Shut up, you naive fool! I was using twelve percent of my power!"
"Black Zetsu, next time you summon me, make sure I'm at peak strength, or I'll crush you first..."
"Uchiha Kai, I will make you pay with your life!"
His hysterical words left everyone speechless.
As Madara's body crumbled, Kai's immense aura dissipated.
Meeting Madara's resentful gaze, Kai smiled warmly. "Next time we meet, I'll use the Eighth Gate to make you dance!"
"You!"
Madara was speechless. It was his own catchphrase. The irony was palpable.
Before he could respond, a gentle breeze scattered the last remnants of his Edo Tensei body, leaving only dust.
The vast ruins were left in disarray, filled with stunned onlookers.
"You're Might Dai, right? Does that kid's Eighth Gate really exist?" Hashirama exhaled, asking.
Might Dai, startled by the attention, spoke with excitement, "The Eighth Gate does exist!"
"But it's the Gate of Death. Opening it requires a willingness to die. It unleashes power ten times greater than a Kage-level shinobi, surpassing the peak of the ninja world!"
Ten times a Kage's strength?
Gasps echoed through the crowd, even Kosuke Maruboshi's pupils constricted.
Kosuke Maruboshi quickly recovered, relieved. "Fortunately, opening the Eighth Gate is fatal. That tenfold power would likely defeat even Madara at his peak."
Many nodded, breathing a sigh of relief.
It's not the number of enemies that matters, but their strength.
Kai, with the Seventh Gate open, was already insurmountable.
The Eighth Gate would be devastating.
"No!" Hashirama, who had been silent, spoke. "Don't forget, he's a new Uchiha legend. Don't judge him by normal standards."
"I hope next time I'm summoned, I don't face Kai with the Gate of Death open!"
With these chilling words, Hashirama's earthen body crumbled and dissipated, his summoning time having expired.
A gentle breeze swept through, and the God of Shinobi vanished completely, leaving behind his ominous warning.
Everyone's eyes turned to Kai, their throats working as they swallowed nervously.
Kai landed, his gaze sweeping over Danzo and the others.
This glance felt like a death sentence.
The seemingly protracted battle had lasted only a few minutes.
Danzo, Black Zetsu, and the others had hoped to exploit a weakness in Madara's attack to ambush Kai.
But reality was far harsher than their expectations.
Danzo, Black Zetsu, and Orochimaru didn't hesitate; they fled.
After witnessing Kai's overwhelming power, only the foolhardy would stay.
Only Hanzo, the so-called demigod, remained of the four who had orchestrated the hunt.
The Amegakure ANBU, hidden in the shadows, charged out without hesitation.
Their indoctrination compelled them to fight to the death if their leader didn't retreat.
"Hanzo-sama, let us fight alongside you!"
"Hanzo-sama, we will not hesitate to give our lives!"
Their unwavering resolve echoed through the battlefield.
In mere seconds, over a hundred loyalists surrounded Hanzo.
A powerful aura of unwavering loyalty filled the air.
This scene embarrassed the Akatsuki members.
Compared to these fearless Amegakure ANBU, the often-bickering Akatsuki paled in comparison.
But it wasn't their fault.
Hanzo's ANBU were family loyalists, brainwashed from childhood. Only Hanzo could decide their fate.
While their performance in ordinary missions was comparable, in life-or-death situations, the difference was stark.
Everyone's eyes turned to Hanzo.
Nagato, Yahiko, and Konan landed beside Kai. "You've fought hard and must be tired. Leave Hanzo to us!"
Hanzo had repeatedly sabotaged Akatsuki.
If not for Kai's repeated interventions, Akatsuki would have been destroyed.
This battle was a reckoning of old and new grievances; it was a fight to the death.
But before they could act, Hanzo grabbed his chain sickle.
Before everyone's eyes, he made a shocking move.
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