Fairy Tail: I Am the God

"Water Release: Hard Whirlpool Water Blade!!"

"..."

Living in the Land of Rain, most of the Rain Ninja are most skilled in water-based ninjutsu, especially in rainy weather.

The water-based ninjutsu he unleashed was three times more powerful.

In an instant, the space trembled violently as over a hundred water-based ninjutsu techniques converged: water blades, water vortexes, water pillars, dragon suckers...

The massive attacks formed an enormous blue ribbon, like a mighty river reaching the heavens, converging and covering the sky, a truly terrifying sight.

Suddenly, a torrent of water crashed down, roaring like a waterfall, and the trees on both sides collapsed towards the center.

Yahiko and the others looked on in fear, and were about to take action.

At that moment, a black figure appeared between the two sides with a "whoosh," effectively stopping Nagato, Yahiko, and the others from their actions.

With a flash in his eyes, Madara Uchiha found himself in an unfamiliar place. Before he could think any further, Madara looked at the massive water curtain that was about to fall before him and frowned.

"Someone wants to kill me? No, how could such power possibly injure me? Could it be..."

Madara Uchiha's eyes narrowed as he glanced behind him. Upon seeing Nagato's figure, he understood what was going on.

"Oh! I see. It seems I arrived just in time."

Madara Uchiha smiled faintly and waved his hand. An invisible barrier of energy formed in the blink of an eye, about three or four zhang in size, just enough to protect the people behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he leaped up, standing in mid-air, and threw a punch at the ground beneath him, his chakra exploding as his fist struck the air.

Suddenly, white cracks appeared in the mirror-like space, with several thin cracks spreading outwards. A powerful fist force roared out, seemingly rushing straight in and striking the vast, boundless water curtain.

"boom--"

The wind and clouds surged, energy erupted, and water burst forth.

Looking down from above, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in. The invisible force of the fist stirred the air, and a powerful force suddenly tore the water curtain apart, shattering it into pieces like paper.

The water curtain transformed into a torrent, pouring down in all directions.

"Rumble--"

Many ninjas were suddenly struck by their own attacks and swallowed up by the raging torrent of water. Some Rain Ninjas were unlucky and were wiped out by the rain.

Madara's attack killed or wounded at least eighty people on the Rain Village side, reducing their numbers by nearly a quarter. Crimson blood stained the water, washing over the ground.

The surrounding trees fell in clumps, forming an arc, and within a hundred meters, everything was destroyed beyond recognition.

Then, Madara Uchiha slowly descended, his indifferent gaze seemingly unmoved by his surroundings.

Yahiko, Nagato, and the other members behind Madara were unharmed, each with a look of astonishment on their faces, staring blankly at everything around them.

The Rain Ninja, who had just been radiating murderous intent and surrounding them, were now looking like drowned rats, utterly disheveled and pathetic...

At this moment, a sense of curiosity and doubt arose in their hearts.

who is he!?

Why should you help us?

The Rain Ninja troops who dodged the attack narrowed their eyes slightly, retreated a considerable distance, and looked at the boy standing in the center of the battlefield with a look of fear and apprehension.

"Whoosh!!"

Several more ninjas emerged from the forest, one of whom was Hanzo, the leader of the Rain Ninja. A strong smell of blood wafted over them, and he glanced around, his brows furrowing slightly.

"what happened?"

Hanzo coldly rebuked, his gaze sweeping across the room, and no one dared to meet his eyes or answer his question.

Hanzo wasn't saddened by the deaths or injuries of his subordinates; in his eyes, they were all his henchmen, dogs who carried out orders.

So what if he's dead? We can train a few more later. He doesn't need those resources anyway.

Hanzo was furious that, despite being severely wounded, so many of his ninjas had died from the infestation of these lowly insects.

A bunch of losers!

Useless fellow! Why have I been raising so many good-for-nothings!

"Chief, it wasn't Yahiko and the others who did it, it was that boy. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and we were no match for him!"

One of the Rain Ninjas trembled with fear as he spoke, bowing his head and not daring to look directly into Hanzo's cold eyes.

"oh!?"

At that moment, the Rain Ninja felt a murderous aura envelop him, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his heart was in his throat.

Hanzo frowned slightly. He didn't think any of his subordinates would dare to deceive him. Curious, he looked up and saw the graceful figure standing in the center of the battlefield. The figure wore a black robe, had a cold expression, and a youthful face, looking like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old. He seemed somewhat familiar.

(Note: Madara consumed too many of the witch's anti-aging pills, resulting in him currently resembling a teenager.)

However, Hanzo didn't care. He knew many people, and he might have seen them somewhere before. It wasn't anything to be surprised about.

If Hanzo knew that the person in front of him was Uchiha Madara, who was on par with the "God of Shinobi" Senju Hashirama, he would probably be so frightened that he would run away immediately.

Though he is called a demigod, how can he compare to a true god of the ninja world? Although the difference is only one step, it is as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

At this moment, the surviving Rain Ninjas all came to Hanzo's side and stood in front of Madara and the others, their eyes revealing a chilling intent.

Some Rain Ninjas had a mocking glint in their eyes. Even if that boy was strong, could he possibly defeat the demigod of the ninja world, their leader Hanzo?

He glared at Uchiha Madara with a look that said, "You're dead."

Little did they know, they were about to face a terrible disaster!

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Chapter Sixty-Six: I give this display of arrogance a perfect 10!

"Damn it, I didn't expect that old man Hanzo to arrive so quickly."

Yahiko, Nagato, and the others looked rather grim. Their hearts sank, and they felt as if they had fallen into a deep abyss. Seeing Madara Uchiha's intervention, they had initially had a sliver of hope of escaping.

But now... I've lost all confidence!

It wasn't that they lacked confidence, but rather that Hanzo's reputation was too great. Even when the three legendary Sannin of Konoha fought together, they were evenly matched, and Hanzo was even slightly inferior.

Being hailed as a "demigod of the ninja world" naturally means he is not someone that ordinary Kage-level ninjas can compare to.

Comparing the boy before you to a demigod who has been famous throughout the ninja world for many years, the answer is obvious.

Could his strength possibly rival that of a demigod in the ninja world?!

The boy looked young, not too old, at least fourteen or fifteen years old. His strength was at most similar to Kakashi of Konoha, at the Jonin level, and he could never be a Kage.

Historically, no one in the ninja world has ever reached the Kage level at such a young age.

Despair filled everyone's hearts, and then their eyes turned blood red, revealing a resolute determination.

Powerless.

A profound sense of powerlessness...

Since we can't escape, we might as well take a few Rain Ninjas down with us even if we die. Killing one is enough, killing a few more is a bonus!

"This has nothing to do with you. You'd better run away quickly. We're holding off the demigods here. If you're too late, you won't be able to leave."

Yahiko gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted at Uchiha Madara, giving him a warning.

The Rain Ninja Squad was originally targeting them, and they were all sincerely grateful for Madara's intervention, but they did not want innocent people to be dragged into this and die.

Especially when facing Hanzo, the so-called "demigod of the ninja world," everyone felt inferior, as his strength was probably unimaginably terrifying.

Even if Madara were to intervene, at most one more corpse would fall to the ground.

Upon hearing Yahiko's advice, Madara Uchiha glanced at him indifferently, then suddenly looked at Hanzo again, his gaze utterly calm, as still as a deep pool, completely unmoved by Yahiko's words.

escape?

What a joke.

Who is he?

He... is Uchiha Madara.

He was on par with Hashirama Senju, the "God of Shinobi," and was a truly terrifying existence standing at the pinnacle of the shinobi world!

"Demigod? Hmph!"

Upon hearing this word, Madara Uchiha sneered inwardly, a hint of mockery appearing deep in his eyes.

Hanzo the Salamander! What is that thing? A mere ant dares to proclaim himself a god?

Even a demigod is not allowed if they are associated with the word "god"!

"Ever since Hashirama Senju, the great ninja, died, this kind of clown has dared to claim the title of god; it's an insult to the name of a god..."

As he spoke, shaking his head, Madara Uchiha sighed in a deep voice, as if a senior in the ninja world were commenting on a junior, giving a high-handed assessment of Hanzo of the Salamander.

Their contemptuous attitude showed no regard for Hanzo's presence, and they made no attempt to conceal their voices, regardless of whether Hanzo heard them.

The sound was so loud that almost everyone present heard it. Then, everyone stared at Madara Uchiha with stunned expressions and disbelief.

Shock!