Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

"Let this pile of scrap metal drown in the brilliance of Bloodline Elimination."

The cyborg army from Amegakure certainly shocked everyone present, but once he recovered, Onoki still showed no sign of backing down, his disdain evident in his expression.
It's true that Silver Horn is lying down, but the even stronger Golden Horn is still standing there unharmed. If a fight were to break out, that beast-like man would definitely tear any enemy in his path to shreds.

Seeing the menacing Onoki, Hydrangea frowned slightly.
As the founder of the modified legion, she knew better than anyone the legion's strength. Facing two legendary ninjas in one go would likely be difficult, so she secretly dialed Hanzo's communicator.
"Lord Hanzo, this is a tricky one."

"We must keep Onoki here today."

The enemy is practically shitting on his head. If he can tolerate this, how will Hanzo ever face the world again?
"If it were just Onoki, we could still put up a fight, but..."

Hydrangea looked at Kinkaku, who had gone berserk due to his younger brother's serious injury, with a grave expression. Onoki was alright, but this guy was the real bombshell.

Speaking of Kinkaku's fearsome reputation, it can stop children from crying and bring old women back to their senses. Looking at the entire ninja world, apart from the long-lost Dark Lord of the Ninja World, Uchiha Madara, no one dares to provoke him.

"If anything happens to my brother, all of you will die!"

As the younger brother's breath grew weaker in his arms, Golden Horn's violent aura intensified. A single glance from his tiger-like eyes sent chills down the spines of everyone present, and his words sent shivers down their spines.
"Hey, boss, you'd better tell the truth. That blond brute is not someone to mess with."

Knowing all too well the cruelty of Kinkaku, Kakuzu approached the disheveled Senju Hisami with a troubled expression and whispered a word of advice.
"Otherwise, if he goes crazy later, I'll have to pay more."

Sigh~ It's really hard to make money and life is tough. If it weren't for these few coins, he would have run away with his grandson long ago.

"I do not know."

"what?"

Looking at Senju Hisa's solemn expression, Kakuno could tell that what she said was genuine.
"This is troublesome. With only a few people in Amegakure, they probably won't be enough to beat him up."

Having reluctantly accepted the reality of an impending great battle, Kakuzu glanced back at the menacing cyborg army, his expression showing little improvement.

"If a real fight breaks out, you take Danzo and escape first. As for the expenses, Konoha will settle them for you afterwards."

Senju Hisa nodded. She could clearly sense that Kinkaku's killing intent was locked onto her; she feared she was doomed.
As for Danzo, he was, after all, a high-ranking member of the village, his own disciple, and a tool to keep the monkey in check. For now, they should protect him if possible.
"really?"

Kakuzu's eyes lit up upon hearing this. There was an extra reward?

"Remember to get an invoice. The amount will be increased by 50%, and you'll take 10%."

"Okay~ I love having a knowledgeable customer like you~"

Public matters are public, and private matters are private. Senju Hisa would never spend her own money to do something like this; if she had an invoice, she could get reimbursed by the village.

"Big Brother."

"Silver Horn, don't speak, your brother will definitely save you!"

Seeing that Silverhorn was about to be completely corroded by the strange chakra on his chest, the anxious Goldhorn whispered a word of comfort before fixing his bloodthirsty gaze on Senju Hisama, the culprit.

"Third Raikage, to show your sincerity in this cooperation, let me help you remove these obstacles."

Although Onoki was secretly gloating, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he turned to look at the army of cyborgs in Amegakure, his short body slowly floating up, and a faint white light flashing in his hand.

the other side,
Thanks to the tireless efforts of the Rain Ninja technicians, Hanzo was finally fitted with a brand new set of equipment, and his combat power was restored to its peak.

"Lord Hanzo, take it easy next time. A major overhaul isn't cheap."

Hydrangea looked at the discarded prosthetics scattered on the ground with heartache, feeling as if her heart was bleeding. They were so badly damaged that they probably weren't even worth a tenth of the replacement price.

"I will allocate additional funding."

After stretching his new body and limbs, Hanzo nodded expressionlessly.

"Prepare for battle!"

Then, to the delight of Hydrangea, he waved his hand, and dozens of rumbling, cyborg-like cyborgs instantly followed.

"Grandpa Laodu, we've already received the money, shouldn't we go and help?"

Seeing the tense situation between the two sides, Qianyi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice,
Unexpectedly, Kakuzu shook his head, giving an impeccable answer.
"They only paid for the rescue, not for the assault."

Kakuzu always followed the rules; he fulfilled the services specified in the contract without ever making a mistake or overstepping his bounds.
"Xiao Yi, you don't need to worry about these things. Just keep an eye on my two important clients."

As he spoke, he gestured with his chin toward Shu and Danzo not far away.

"boom!"

Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking, the battle between Onoki and Hanzo officially began. Countless burning missiles streaked across the night sky, and the flashes of light from their explosions illuminated half the sky in an instant.

At first, Onoki, confident in his air superiority, didn't take the enemy seriously until Hanzo's thrusters turned downwards, at which point a hint of panic appeared on his face.
"Dust Release: Primal World. Ugh!"

The Dust Release technique they were about to unleash was interrupted by their opponent's close proximity, forcing the two to engage in a taijutsu duel in mid-air. However, before they could exchange more than a few blows, the android army below moved again.
Black, long and short guns protruded from various parts of their bodies—arms, knees, mouths, and most ridiculously, two holes in their lower bodies.

Before Onoki could react, he was engulfed by the Rain Village's firepower. Using Earth Flow Wall in mid-air was impractical, so he could only grit his teeth and protect the vital parts of his body, using his heavy knight armor to withstand the barrage.

"Damn scum!"

Amidst the thick smoke and dust, Onoki, his body completely blackened, cursed angrily. If looks could kill, Hanzo floating before him would probably be minced meat by now.
"Clang!"

Hanzo had no interest in responding to Onoki, this despicable intruder. He drew his photon sword, embodying the cutting edge of Amegakure's technology, from his waist, and the two rows of thrusters on his back roared deafeningly.

Seeing Hanzo charging towards him, Onoki immediately assumed a defensive stance, his fists forming giant lava gauntlets that could be used for both offense and defense.

"His!"

With a sickening scraping sound, Hanzo, who had just brushed past Onoki in mid-air, staggered, and his photon sword snapped in two.

"The photon sword has broken."

Seeing this, Hydrangea felt a pang of anxiety. Although the photon sword bore her name, its true developer was her mentor; she had merely meticulously crafted it from the blueprints.

But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t understand the weapon. The Photon Sword’s strength has been tested thousands of times to ensure its strength before it was mounted on Hanzo’s body.

"Huff, huff."

Hearing the cracking sound behind him, Onoki breathed heavily, his face beneath the mask showing no sign of the expected excitement.
"Sizzle."

He glanced down at the gaping wound in his waist, blood dripping steadily from it, and a grim look settled in his eyes.
It's going to crash.

"Humph!"

Wiping away the scalding blood that had fallen from the sky from his mask, Kinkaku snorted coldly, turned to look at the isolated and helpless Senju Hishima, and his thick arms suddenly trembled.
"Boom!" A terrifying aura instantly pressed down, and Senju Hishima, who was already injured and urgently needed to urinate, almost couldn't hold on. She squeezed her legs together and stood firmly in place, her ruby-like eyes glaring back without flinching.

"court death!"

With a furious roar, Jinjiao bent his knees slightly, and his seemingly clumsy body suddenly unleashed a considerable speed.

"Lord Feizhen!"

Ignoring Xiu's advice, Danzo, whose buttocks were still bleeding, forced himself to get up, wanting to go and help.

Senju Hisa is not only an important political bargaining chip for Danzo's future, but also his teacher's only legitimate daughter.
If you really want to count, she's also an unofficial member of F6, and everyone's junior sister.

Although the two are now of vastly different statuses and usually have to stand at attention when they see each other, at this moment, if he doesn't even save his fellow villagers, all those years of learning the Will of Fire and Yin San San's lessons on bonds will have been for nothing!
Forcibly squeezing out the little life energy left in his body, Danzo's face turned a terrifying crimson. This state of near-death experience caused Xiu's expression to change drastically.
"Don't act rashly, you'll die!"

"Wind Escape·Vacuum Jade!"

However, Danzo's ears were blocked by the blood gushing from his skull, and he couldn't hear a single sound. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, and a family ninjutsu he had practiced since childhood shot out from his bulging mouth.

"Bah!"

A crimson-tinged blue blast of wind swept across the ground, carving a furrow several meters deep into the muddy earth. Danzo had probably never released such an exaggerated Vacuum Bullet in his entire life.

"Ok?"

Golden Horn, speeding along, glanced at the azure wind bullet hurtling towards him, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
Judging from the aura emanating from this technique alone, its power is already close to the limit of an ordinary ninja. Even if a Tailed Beast Knight were to take it head-on, it wouldn't be much better off.

thump!
Exhausted, Danzo collapsed to his knees, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. His vision gradually turned red, and though he could feel his life fading like a candle in the wind, he still mustered his last breath and shouted...
"Go. My last vacuum jade."

"puff--!"

However, dreams are often grand, but reality is often harsh.

"what?"

Just before collapsing, Danzo watched as Kinkaku easily crushed the Vacuum Giant Jewel he had placed so much hope in, and the excitement on his face instantly froze.
"What am I?"

"Big butt, no, your name is Danzo, right?"

Kinkaku, forced to a stop halfway by the Vacuum Giant Ball, turned around and looked at the fallen Danzo with eye to eye for the first time. A hint of appreciation appeared on his rugged face beneath the mask; this kid would probably become a formidable opponent for A.
"That technique was very good."

However, after praising his junior—who was from the enemy side, no less—Kinkaku turned his gaze back to Senju Hisama, who was standing ready for battle.
"Nine-Tails, move! Hurry up and move!"

With a gloomy expression, Senju Hisa's only support now was the Driver emanating an ominous aura from her waist, but no matter how she pulled on the handles on both sides, she received no response from Kurama.

"Am I ultimately destined to be unable to escape this fate?"

As Kinkaku approached, Senju Hisa smiled bitterly. If she hadn't had that gender-swapped thing back then, she would have been beaten up by the Kinkaku and Ginkaku brothers long ago.

What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven. What is destined to happen will eventually come.

With this in mind, she abandoned the idea of ​​relying on external forces to survive, and instead drew the only Flying Thunder God kunai she had left. Her pretty face, covered in black ash, showed a resolute determination to live even in the face of death.
"clatter!"

"Aren't you going to give up the fight?"

Kinkaku stopped ten meters away from Senju Hisama. His massive body exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, making Senju Hisama, whose legs were already trembling, even more unbearable.

"and many more!"

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

Seeing Senju Hisama suddenly raise his hand to stop them, Kinkaku's anger deepened. Surrendering at this moment was simply toying with him.

"Could I use the restroom before the fight?"

The thought of being sprayed with holy water after being defeated made Senju Hisama's expression grow increasingly grim.

In that case, it would have been better to have died in the first place.

"Huh? Don't try to fool me!"

Upon hearing this, Jinjiao froze for a few seconds, his face gradually turning ashen, and the chakra cloak igniting around him surged like flames.
"Suffer to death!"

As he spoke, a gigantic fist, half the size of a human, suddenly slammed out. The intense wind pressure caused Senju Hishima's figure to sway. Under the dual pressure of bladder and mind strain, a barely perceptible trickle of holy water seeped out without its master even noticing.

"Shh!"

At this critical moment, a brick, seemingly thrown from nowhere, streaked across the night sky and struck Senju Hishima precisely on the forehead, who was standing in front of Kinkaku.
"Oh!"

"Holy crap! Who the hell littered like that?"

Clutching the large, swollen bump on her head, Senju Hishima, who had been cursing, suddenly felt a violent dizziness. Looking at the familiar back of the figure standing before her, she momentarily thought she was hallucinating.
"Am I late?"

Uchiha Gin lands with a classic rescue pose, confidently turning around. If it weren't for the brick he's still holding, this rescue scene could easily be the ultimate jutsu illustration for the 648 direct purchase of Uchiha Gin [Ninja World War].
"What a cool pose!"

On the other side, the dark mass of Roots landed not far behind. Minato, standing in the crowd, watched Uchiha Gin's rescue attempt, his azure eyes filled with admiration.

He made up his mind; he was determined to learn and put this posture to good use!
"Curly Hair! Are you out of your mind?"

After a ten-second daze, Senju Hisama, whose concussion had subsided slightly, grabbed Uchiha Gin by the collar and demanded an exasperated look.

"You're just a Konoha genin, why aren't you at home hugging your wife? What are you doing here trying to get yourself killed?"

Senju Hisa was filled with hatred. If she died, so be it. But if she dragged Uchiha Gin down with her, how could she face her sister who was looking for her a hundred years later?
"Calm down~ calm down~ I'm not alone, right?"

Gin Uchiha nudged Hishima Senju, who was practically pressed against him, and tried to tell her that quite a few people from their village had come, but then he suddenly felt a strange dampness creeping into his lower body.

"Your lower body?"

Confused, Senju Hisami wanted to continue cursing, but then she noticed that Uchiha Gin, who was right next to her, was frantically giving her meaningful glances.

"At a time like this, what's the point of playing anymore? This is ridiculous!"

Following the direction of his gaze, Senju Hisa's pale face instantly flushed crimson. Overwhelmed with panic, she collapsed into Uchiha Gin's arms, her mind reeling. In her haste, the floodgates opened...
slam-la-

Feeling the dampness growing stronger, Uchiha Gin looked solemnly at Senju Hishima in his arms and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"This kind of play is priced separately."

"Shut up! Deduct it from the bride price!" (End of Chapter)