He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

I waited a thousand years.

A thousand years of planning, scheming, and forbearance.

The final result was—he became a mold spot on a big tree.

The battlefield was deathly silent.

All three thousand ninjas, whether they were still standing or lying on the ground, looked up at the giant plant that blotted out the sky.

Gong Qing held up his communicator, took a picture of the big tree, and sent it to Li Ang.

"Boss, the Ten-Tails is taken care of."

There was a five-second silence on the other end of the communicator.

"What is this?"

"Big tree."

"Banner and Vision's?"

"right."

Does it still have life energy?

Gong Qing turned to look at Tony.

Tony's scanner was glowing green, and he nodded.

"Yes, the life energy is still there, it has just changed from the high-speed metabolism of animals to the low-speed photosynthesis of plants."

Tony said the energy is still there, just in a plant-based form.

The sound of Li Ang opening a soda can came from the other end of the communicator.

"That's interesting, but I wonder if this big tree will bear fruit."

"It's rooted in the Naruto world. If it bears fruit, wouldn't it be considered a sacred object to the Naruto world?"

The 500-meter-tall tree stood quietly, with a few pieces of debris occasionally falling from its branches.

The Black Zetsu was embedded in the tree bark, and even its wailing became weak.

Gong Qing was calculating whether he could uproot the tree and sell it to Boss Li when the vibration from his feet interrupted his calculations.

It's different from when the Ten-Tails broke through the earth.

That time it was a heartbeat, the rhythm of a gigantic creature awakening.

This time it's drumbeats, a kind of ritualistic rhythm.

"Again?" Gong Qing's smile faded slightly.

About two kilometers southeast of the battlefield, on a rocky wasteland, the ground began to rise.

The wooden coffin slowly rose from the ground, its surface covered with dense, dark runes.

The runes pulsed, emitting a ghostly blue light.

"Energy fluctuation analysis complete." Jarvis's voice reached Tony's ears. "This is not the kind of biological weapon-level threat we saw before, sir."

"It's a necromantic energy reaction."

"To put it simply... someone is fighting a war with dead people."

There was more than one coffin.

The second bite, the third bite, the fourth bite...

Seven coffins emerged from the ground and lined up neatly in a row.

The coffin lid popped open automatically with a clatter, revealing a group of ninjas with grayish-white skin and sunken eyes standing inside.

Each one emanated a chakra fluctuation that did not belong to a living person.

"Impure World Reincarnation." Obito covered his empty right eye, kneeling beside the ruins, his voice hoarse: "It was that bastard Kabuto."

His tone held no surprise, only profound weariness and a hint of inexplicable fear.

Kabuto Yakushi emerged from behind the last coffin.

Snake scales covered most of his face, and his vertical pupils shrank to slits in the setting sun.

Orochimaru's Sage Mode made him look more like a reptile than a human.

"Lord Obito, it seems your Eye of the Moon plan has encountered a small problem."

Dou pushed up his glasses and glanced at the giant tree.

It swept over the fallen Allied Shinobi Forces, and over the golden-red armored figures and the green giant Buddha floating in the air.

His expression remained completely calm, a composure born of thorough preparation.

"I originally planned to observe for a while longer, but things developed faster than expected."

"So I brought an insurance policy with me."

Dou raised his finger and pointed to the last of the seven coffins.

That coffin was larger than the other six.

A huge Uchiha clan crest was engraved on the coffin lid.

The coffin lid fell to the ground.

The man who emerged from inside caused the temperature on the entire battlefield to plummet.

She had long hair that reached her waist, wore dark red armor, and had the Uchiha clan's signature high collar.

His eyes were closed, and his face was calm to the point of being indifferent.

The oppressive feeling of chakra overflowed from his body, forming visible blue-purple ripples in the air.

Those ninjas who could still stand began to feel their legs go weak.

That was a genetic fear that came from the depths of one's blood.

Even the soil seemed to catch its breath.

"Uchiha... Madara."

He squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.

The God of War in the Ninja World, the only opponent of the First Hokage, a monster who could single-handedly take on the Allied Forces of the Five Kage while still alive.

Ban opened his eyes.

Rinnegan.

Purple concentric circles slowly rotated in his eyes, sweeping across the devastated battlefield before him.

"Yakushi Kabuto".

Ban's voice was deep and steady, carrying a sense of superior composure.

"These are the enemies you were talking about?"

He bowed deeply and said, "Lord Uchiha Madara, they are invaders from another world, and their strength far exceeds the current combat power limit of the ninja world."

Madara ignored Kabuto's words.

His gaze passed over the fallen ninja soldiers, over the absurd giant plant, and finally landed on the figures hovering in mid-air.

Ordinary people wearing bizarre armor.

The Green Giant.

There were also several strange people with different auras, but without exception, all of them had powerful auras.

Ban's lips curled up slightly, revealing a genuine smile.

That's the expression a battle maniac would have when he encounters a worthy opponent.

He emerged from the coffin, arms crossed, his armor gleaming coldly in the setting sun.

His gaze swept over everyone present.

"you……"

"Would you like to dance too?"

Gong Qing held up the communicator and broadcast the scene live to Li Ang.

"Boss, another one popped up. He looks pretty arrogant."

The sound of slurping cola came from the other end of the communicator.

"Long hair and red armor? Arms crossed?"

"right."

"Uchiha Madara, a top-tier fighter in the ninja world." Li Ang's tone didn't betray any tension, but rather a strange excitement. "In his Edo Tensei state, he's practically unkillable."

"Can't be beaten to death?"

"Physically indestructible; its body can automatically regenerate if it is broken."

Gong Qing turned his head and glanced at the more than twenty energetic teammates behind him.

"Boss, so you're an invincible punching bag, huh? Then we'll have to practice our skills."

Madara Uchiha stood on the rocky wasteland, his long hair blowing in the evening breeze, and the Uchiha clan crest on his armor was particularly eye-catching in the setting sun.

That sense of oppression was real.

Chakra ripples spread outwards from his feet, and the pebbles he stepped on automatically shattered into powder.

The ninjas who were still standing, including the several Kage-level ninjas whose charm had been removed by Xia He, all subconsciously took a step back.

"The legendary Uchiha Madara..." Onoki's voice trembled, "That madman, Kabuto Yakushi, what exactly did he do?"

Tsunade clenched and unclenched her fists, her face extremely pale.

Her grandfather Hashirama's nemesis, the man in the ninja world closest to God, is now standing in front of her.

Moreover, it's an unkillable Edo Tensei version.

"Very well, come and prepare to die!"

Madara glanced at the trembling ninjas in front of him, but showed no interest. He then fixed his gaze back on the group of people in the air.

"Wow, you're even crazier than that guy with the hammer."