Naruto: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Otsutsuki.

The resonance of Otsutsuki chakra allowed him to sense the presence of White Zetsu to some extent.

In other words, Madara Uchiha's men had been keeping an eye on Hanzo all along.

But thinking about it carefully, this is actually quite normal.

Nagato was the vessel for the Rinnegan, and the importance of those eyes to the now elderly Madara Uchiha goes without saying.

Unfortunately, Nagato is currently in the Land of Rain, under the influence of Hanzo the Salamander.

How could Madara, who was eager to advance the Eye of the Moon Project, possibly allow this container to go wrong?

Rinnegan...

Although I really want to take those eyes for myself, Madara Uchiha is still alive.

Even though he appears to be an old man who relies on the Gedo Mazo for IV drips and can barely walk.

Hinata Seiran knew perfectly well that even Madara, who was like a candle flickering in the wind and only had one three-tomoe gem left, possessed immeasurable eye power.

The Hidden Mist Anbu, manipulated by Madara to hunt down Kakashi and Rin, is the best proof of this.

"Sand...Obito..."

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Hinata Seiran approached Aburame Ryoma, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards Hanzo the Salamander of the Amegakure forces.

How can we meet with Hanzo?

Ideally, he should reach the peak, and then fall from the peak...

Hinata Seiran pondered in his heart, his gaze flickering uncertainly through the rain.

"Lord Hanzo, it's time for us to depart,"

Aburame Ryoma's gaze lingered on Hyuga Seiran for a moment before returning to the man shrouded in shadow and mist opposite him.

"Um..."

Hanzo the Salamander let out a low groan, the sound coming from behind his gas mask, carrying a hint of muffledness.

He stood on high ground and surveyed the crowd below.

Three Konoha ninja.

Aburame Ryoma, a brat from the Hyuga clan, and another ordinary Jonin whose name he couldn't even be bothered to remember.

Danzo...

A surge of resentment welled up in his chest.

He was Hanzo, who single-handedly led Amegakure to its glory.

Has it really come to the point where we have to join forces with a new organization that has emerged from Amegakure itself in order to fulfill the conditions set by Danzo?

What angered him even more was that Danzo refused to even show up in person.

They only sent a few subordinates to negotiate...

But in the end, he managed to suppress his anger.

In order for the village to be rebuilt from the ruins of war, and for the country to regain its vitality.

He, Hanzo the Salamander, endured it.

"Ryoma Aburame, tell Danzo that Amegakure has dispatched its troops as agreed..."

Hanzo of the Salamander strode to the front, followed by a large group of Amegakure ninjas, their black cloaks forming a continuous line, like dark clouds moving close to the ground.

"If Danzo doesn't follow the agreement we agreed on..."

His voice suddenly lowered, and the sickle in his hand immediately emitted a cold light.

"Then don't blame Amegakure for turning their backs on us."

Even so, Hanzo was more aware of the situation than anyone else.

As the Third Shinobi World War has progressed to this point, Konoha is practically fighting against four opponents.

The ninjas of the Land of Fire were simultaneously dealing with the four great nations of Wind, Earth, Lightning, and Water, while the Land of Rain, caught in the middle, was merely an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire.

The real reason the war was brought here was the advance of the battle lines between the Land of Wind and the Land of Earth.

He had to repeatedly fight off the invaders on his own land.

Compared to those lunatics in Iwagakure who constantly blast the ground with Explosion Release and Earth Release techniques...

Konoha's attitude can be considered restrained, or even "mild".

If Iwagakure ultimately gains the upper hand in this war...

He was certainly confident that he could stop that stubborn old man, Onoki, but war is never just about the winners and losers among the top-level powerhouses.

Those who truly suffer are always the unarmed civilians of the Rain Kingdom.

Why should ordinary people who don't even know ninjutsu give their lives for the ambitions of a great power?

In contrast, Danzo, though detestable, did not take advantage of the situation. Instead, he sat down at the negotiating table and negotiated terms with Danzo one by one, even offering to fund the reconstruction of Amegakure.

Hanzo didn't know Danzo's true purpose, nor did he care.

These things are not a problem as long as they can make Amegakure a better place.

"That's natural..."

Ryoma Aburame gave a faint reply, turned his head, and glanced at Seiran Hyuga.

Hinata Seiran immediately understood, nodded slightly, and silently disappeared into the rain.

When he returned, the ninjas of Amegakure were already fully prepared and had set off, a long black dragon winding its way into the distance along the muddy road.

Hinata Seiran followed closely behind Aburame Ryoma, his steps almost perfectly synchronized with his.

Aburame Ryoma glanced at him sideways, said nothing, and silently followed the main force of Amegakure towards the distant Iwagakure battlefield.

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Chapter 40 Five Elements: The Great Consecutive Bullet Technique!!!

"kill!"

"Charge!"

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

Fugaku Uchiha rapidly formed hand seals, his ten fingers flying like butterflies.

A huge fireball spewed from his mouth, instantly evaporating the dense rain curtain around him with terrifying heat, emitting a piercing "hissing" sound.

The smell of burnt meat mixed with the stench of blood immediately filled the trenches.

But before Fugaku could even catch his breath...

The mudflats on the flank suddenly exploded!

A group of Iwagakure ninjas who had been lying in wait suddenly sprang up from the middle, wielding kunai and short swords, and attacked him under the cover of the rain!

There are too many people...

We can't waste any more chakra.

Fugaku Uchiha made a quick decision and decisively abandoned his ninjutsu.

With a clang, he drew his ninja sword with his right hand, gripped a specially made kunai in reverse with his left, and his three-tomoe Sharingan spun wildly as he charged directly into the crowd.

Swish!! Swish!! Swish!!

The Uchiha-style swordsmanship danced gracefully in the rain, blood mingling with the raindrops, making it impossible to distinguish which drop was rain and which was blood.

but,

There are too many enemies.

Kill one, and two more surged up. Kill two, and four more surged up.

It's like they can never kill them all.

"Fugaku! Blind spot to the left rear, duck!"

A calm yet extremely anxious voice suddenly exploded in the depths of Fugaku's mind.

Fugaku Uchiha didn't hesitate at all. Out of an almost instinctive and absolute trust in his comrade, he quickly and clumsily rolled forward.

"boom!"

A boulder the size of a millstone whizzed past, grazing his scalp.

"Snapped!"

Immediately afterwards, a dull thud of flesh cracking rang out as the boulder slammed heavily into an Iwagaku Chunin who was about to launch a sneak attack on Fugaku.

"Whoosh..."

Fugaku Uchiha knelt on the muddy ground, panting heavily. He felt a wave of fear wash over him; his physical strength had been pushed to such an extent.

Even though the Sharingan detected such an obvious sneak attack from behind, the body barely had time to react!