With Konohagakure entering the battlefield, none of the nations dared to launch an attack for the moment.
They feared being ambushed and heavily damaged by Konoha's forces.
A few days later, the Kage of the Three Great Hidden Villages reached a cooperation agreement.
The Water, Earth, and Lightning countries planned to join forces and attack the Konohagakure garrison.
They intended to defeat the strongest shinobi village first.
After that, they could divide Konoha's plentiful resources among themselves.
Originally, none of them had planned to wage war on Konoha—it was Konoha who came knocking on their door.
So they couldn't be blamed!
...
Konoha's commander tent.
"I knew the Three Great Villages wouldn't let such a once-in-a-lifetime chance slip by."
Supreme Commander Nara Mikage looked at the intelligence the scouts had brought back, the corner of his mouth lifting into a cold smirk.
Those guys pretended they weren't a match for Konoha, yet in secret they still joined forces.
But he had long foreseen this.
"Proceed according to plan." Nara Mikage instructed methodically.
Thousands of shinobi stationed at the camp finally moved.
They departed separately toward one small battlefield after another.
"Renya jōnin, everything from this point on will depend on you supporting the different battlefields."
Nara Mikage looked toward Renya, who was lying on a recliner with his eyes closed resting.
"Alright." Renya slowly opened his eyes and answered softly.
Konoha's war was finally about to begin.
Let's see whether he could encounter the jinchūriki of Kumogakure or Iwagakure on the battlefield.
The jinchūriki of this era should be weaker than those of the future.
Even if they had gained acknowledgment from their tailed beasts, true coordination still required a huge amount of time to build.
Sarutobi Hiruzen, Koharu, Uchiha Kagami, and Mitokado Homura had been assigned to other battlefields.
As Konoha's forces moved, the number of shinobi remaining in the camp visibly decreased.
All were sent off to their respective battlegrounds.
"Commander, the Kirigakure forces and the Kumogakure forces have launched simultaneous attacks!"
Very soon, a messenger-nin rushed in to report.
Renya showed no reaction, still lounging on the chair slacking off.
The war had just begun—they couldn't possibly ask him to head out for support immediately, right?
At the very least, they needed some strong enemies to appear.
The battlefield had been divided into dozens of zones—he couldn't run to all of them, could he?
He'd die of exhaustion.
"Commander! The Iwagakure jinchūriki has appeared on Battlefield No. 3!"
Renya finally heard news about a jinchūriki.
"Leave it to me."
Renya spoke, and his figure instantly vanished. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the battlefield.
Battlefield No. 4—what lay before him was like hell.
The earth had been shredded by various ninjutsu; black smoke rose from scorched ground; shattered kunai and scattered explosive tags littered the field.
Iwagakure shinobi and Konoha shinobi clashed fiercely. Roars, screams, explosions—there was no end to the noise.
At the center of the battlefield, a violently scorching chakra storm raged like a hurricane.
A relatively short youth with deep crimson hair, scarlet eyes, and a face twisted in pain and madness let out an inhuman roar.
A dark red tailed-beast chakra cloak coated his body, and a lava-formed tail lashed wildly behind him.
He was none other than Iwagakure's Four-Tails jinchūriki, Roshi.
The overwhelming power of tailed-beast transformation was something ordinary shinobi could never withstand.
Roshi roared and spat out several massive, superheated lava fireballs.
Countless fireballs shot toward Konoha's defensive line at terrifying speed!
"Spread out!"
"Use Earth Release for defense, hurry!"
The Konoha shinobi tried desperately to dodge or defend, but the terrifying heat instantly devoured several who failed to escape in time.
Some farther away were grazed by splashing lava.
They fell to the ground shrieking and rolling in agony, soon turning into charred corpses.
Renya had just arrived at the battlefield when he saw the brutal scene, and his expression immediately grew heavy.
The power unleashed by a jinchūriki was indeed immense.
Especially since Roshi possessed the kekkei genkai, Lava Release—and with the tailed beast continuously supplying chakra, his attacks were practically unstoppable on the battlefield.
Roshi rampaged across the field, each strike taking the lives of several Konoha nin.
Just as a Konoha chūnin was about to be swallowed by lava—
Renya appeared in front of him, katana drawn.
With a flash of cold light, the blade effortlessly cleaved the lava fireball in half.
"The Konoha Poison Master!"
Roshi's pupils shrank sharply—he had seen Renya's portrait before.
He hadn't expected to meet Renya here!
"Burning River Lava!"
Roshi attacked without hesitation.
This was the man who had once defeated the Tsuchikage—he absolutely couldn't underestimate him!
He needed to watch out for the poison on his blade and for Flying Thunder God.
Several massive lava fireballs rushed forward.
Renya's eyes turned icy, his three-tomoe Sharingan spinning wildly.
The moment the fireballs neared, his figure vanished, reappearing beside a specially marked kunai at Roshi's flank.
The battlefield was littered with Renya's custom Flying Thunder God kunai.
Even many Konoha shinobi carried kunai made by him.
With a flash of the blade, his katana cut through the air with fierce momentum, thrusting straight toward Roshi's chest.
Roshi reacted calmly despite his shock; his lava tail whipped around like a steel scourge to intercept the strike.
Clang!
The katana collided with the lava tail, unable to slice through.
"Great Dragon Fire Technique!"
Renya's left hand blurred through seals, and three roaring fire dragons shot forth.
Roshi immediately countered with Lava Release.
Boom boom boom!
Violent explosions filled the air, flames and lava scattering everywhere.
The scalding heatwave washed over them, obscuring vision for a moment.
"Roshi, be careful! That Uchiha in front of you is extremely dangerous!"
Inside the inner tailed-beast space, Son Gokū shouted urgently.
It had a good relationship with Roshi and didn't want him dying here.
"I know—lend me your chakra!"
The moment he spoke, the tailed-beast chakra around Roshi surged explosively, and the single lava tail behind him split into two.
"Huff… huff…"
His breathing grew heavy, as though he could lose his sanity at any moment.
Now!
Renya's figure vanished again into the explosion smoke.
He appeared behind Roshi, the tip of his katana thrusting toward his heart from the back.
Even with the lava armor, Renya was confident he could pierce through.
If this strike landed, the poison would invade instantly.
A deadly chill raced through Roshi's spine—his hair standing on end.
He spun around violently, the madness in his eyes replaced momentarily by fear.
Damn it—Flying Thunder God again!
"Roarrrrr!"
Roshi let out a furious roar, tailed-beast chakra flooding out in waves.
He tried desperately to block the fatal strike.
However, at the exact moment life and death were to be decided—
Renya's attack did not arrive.
Instead, his three-tomoe Sharingan spun faster and faster, merging—until a complex pattern took shape.
Mangekyō Sharingan!
"Did you forget about the Uchiha's genjutsu?"
He simply didn't use genjutsu often—but that didn't mean he couldn't.
"Let me show you what true pain feels like!"
Renya covered his right eye as a line of blood-tears flowed from his left.
"Inka!"
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