Shinju hovered high in the sky, his gaze locked onto the uninvited intruder ahead.
Momoshiki.
A plunderer from beyond the stars.
His posture was casual—an inborn sense of superiority that treated everything on this land as mere dust.
Shinju didn't move to strike right away.
He was waiting.
Waiting for a signal—a signal from the moon.
The duty of the Shinobi Allied Forces' commander-in-chief wasn't just to lead from the front, but to integrate every usable source of power into one.
The lunar base, and Tobirama's research results, were the greatest crystallization of human ingenuity.
A single thought was transmitted from his mind.
Act.
Almost at the same time, on the moon's surface, a massive metallic construct began to operate.
Energy converged within it, reaching a terrifying critical point.
Tobirama stood before the control console, his eyes without the slightest ripple.
His finger pressed the launch button.
"Tendo: Sekiryoku Kidōhō (Deva Path: Repulsion Rail Cannon)—fire!"
A pure pillar of energy broke free of the moon's gravity, tearing across the pitch-black cosmos at an unimaginable speed.
A distance of two hundred and eighty thousand kilometers was crossed in an instant.
This was power enough to erase an entire mountain range from the map.
This strike was the shinobi world's first official "greeting" to so-called "gods."
The beam shot precisely toward Momoshiki.
At last, a change appeared on Momoshiki's face.
A kind of surprise—like a child seeing a novel toy.
He looked at the world-ending beam, and didn't even move his body.
He simply raised his right hand.
In the center of his palm, a purple Rinnegan opened.
The beam touched his palm.
No impact occurred.
The attack that embodied humanity's highest wisdom and strength was swallowed by the Rinnegan in his hand—just like that.
Not a ripple. Silent. Effortless.
On the ground, every shinobi watching through the screens felt their breathing seize.
Their strongest weapon had failed like a joke.
"Interesting," Momoshiki's voice rang out.
"The natives of this planet actually grasp power at this level."
In the eyes of these outsiders, the people living on this land weren't even life worthy of equality.
They were livestock in a pen.
Rage burned up from Shinju's chest.
The commander-in-chief's responsibility was to shoulder every last hope—and smash despair to pieces.
Shinju spoke.
"Outsider—this is not your nursery."
Momoshiki's brow twitched slightly, as if he found a "bug" talking back amusing.
Shinju continued.
"Put away your pathetic arrogance and crawl back to your stars."
Like a final ultimatum.
"Or else…"
Shinju's eyes sharpened.
"Die here."
The moment the words fell—
A surge of golden energy erupted from his body.
The golden light shot into the heavens, rapidly condensing behind him.
A gigantic energy giant appeared above the Leaf Village.
It looked like Susanoo—no, it was completely different from the Uchiha's Susanoo.
The Uchiha's Susanoo was chakra given form—Yin Release power—reeking of destruction.
But Shinju's giant was forged from golden life energy, overflowing with holiness and majesty.
It wore exquisite armor, and in its hands was a creation sword that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth.
Senpo: Susanoo (Sage Art: Susanoo).
Shinju stood at the center of the golden god's brow, black hair streaming in the turbulent energy currents.
His eyes were ice-cold, a stark contrast to Momoshiki in the distance.
One was a plunderer who called himself a god.
The other was a mortal who had become the embodiment of protecting the world.
Momoshiki no longer had the curiosity of someone playing with a toy.
He truly felt the threat—this was absolutely a troublesome existence. If he didn't use his strongest power, he might really capsize in the gutter.
Momoshiki reached out and grabbed Kinshiki, who had been following at his side—skipping even the usual process of sending him into battle.
Kinshiki didn't resist at all, and even wore a loyal smile.
"Momoshiki-sama, please use my power."
Momoshiki didn't answer.
He pressed Kinshiki onto his own arm, and Kinshiki rapidly transformed into a red chakra fruit.
Momoshiki swallowed it without hesitation.
In the next second, his body underwent violent changes.
He grew taller. A third golden Rinnegan opened on his forehead. Black markings spread across his entire body.
A wicked power far beyond before spilled out from him.
A complete Momoshiki was born.
Feeling the power surging inside him, Momoshiki showed a satisfied smile.
"This is real power."
He looked at Shinju's golden Susanoo, greed blazing in his eyes.
"Your power will become part of me as well."
Shinju didn't respond to his clamor.
He answered with action.
Standing at the brow of the golden god, he moved with a thought.
The enormous golden god raised the creation sword in its hands.
The blade pointed straight at Momoshiki.
War erupted.
Shinju drove his Senpo: Susanoo (Sage Art: Susanoo) straight at the complete Momoshiki.
Two god-level existences collided above the Leaf Village in the most direct clash possible.
Sword and fist met—each impact making the entire spatial barrier quake violently.
The shockwaves of energy rippled across the inner wall of the shield in ring after ring.
The people on the ground could only see two massive clusters of energy locked in slaughter in the sky.
One gold. One black. Every collision looked like it would tear the heavens apart.
At the same time, another battlefield had already ignited.
Urashiki, leading countless white humanoid puppets, charged toward the ground.
What greeted them was the legendary shinobi legion—and the new generation of the Five Kage.
"Mokuton: Jukai Koutan (Wood Style: Deep Forest Emergence)!"
Hashirama brought his hands together. Vast life energy flooded out from him.
Countless colossal vines burst from the earth, sweeping toward the Otsutsuki puppet army like living things.
"Susanoo!"
Blue chakra erupted from Madara, a giant rising from the ground. It swung a chakra longblade, cleaving the foremost puppets into fragments.
A yellow flash darted nonstop across the battlefield.
Minato, gripping a Hiraishin (Flying Thunder God) kunai, weaved through the enemy ranks.
His speed reached the extreme.
"Suiton: Suiryudan no Jutsu (Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu)!"
Tobirama formed seals. A massive water dragon roared into the enemy formation, blasting the puppets into disarray.
Tsunade, Mei, Onoki, A, Gaara…
The powerhouses of old and new fought shoulder to shoulder in this moment.
Countless ninjutsu bloomed across the Leaf Village's land.
Flame, lightning, torrents, wind—
This was a war of mortals against true gods.
Amid his fierce battle with Momoshiki, Shinju sensed everything below.
He could feel every companion's resolve.
This land would be protected by them.
Shinju's will fused as one with the golden Susanoo.
On the creation sword, the radiance surged.
Facing Momoshiki, he swung the first blade of this god-slaying war.
(End of Chapter)
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