[Himawari Uzumaki: "Hey, how come Mom isn't in the video?"]
[Hinata Hyūga (Boruto Era): "At this point in time, I was stationed in the rear for medical support… not on the front lines."]
[Neji Hyūga: "That's for the best. The front's a battlefield of monsters—stay safe at the rear."]
[Sasuke Uchiha: "You admire the Hidden Hero Sasuke, huh?"]
Madara stood, brushing the dust from his armor with casual disdain.
His look said it all:
"That's it? You couldn't even scratch me."
Temari's fists clenched, fury rising at his arrogance.
Madara inhaled deeply.
"Fire Release: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"
A roaring inferno surged from his mouth, the sky turning blood-red—
a B-Rank technique wielded with the force of a forbidden art.
The firestorm swept forward, devouring sand and sky alike.
Even miles away, the Allied Shinobi Forces felt the scorching heat lash their faces.
Panic rippled through the ranks.
Commanders screamed orders—
"Enemy jutsu has wide range! Water-Release users, now!"
"Kirigakure units—front line!"
"Water Release: Water Formation Wall!"
Thousands of Mist-nin clasped their hands,
spitting torrent after torrent until a flooded ocean was born in the middle of the desert.
Sand turned to surf; waves rose like mountains.
Fire met sea.
The impact birthed hell itself—steam geysers, boiling air, and the sound of hissing apocalypse.
Madara's flames pushed through the wall of water,
and within seconds, the mist boiled into superheated vapor.
"Impossible…" someone gasped.
Tens of thousands of shinobi using Water Release—and one man's Fire Release was winning?
"This isn't a battle—this is a fantasy!"
"This isn't even physics anymore!"
The boiling steam engulfed the field.
Screams echoed as skin blistered; the air itself turned into punishment.
It looked like the end of the world—
and Madara was its architect.
But it wasn't over.
Amid the whiteout, sensors caught the unmistakable chakra signature.
"He's moving—brace yourselves!"
From within the haze came streaks of light—
Fire Dragon Flame Bullets, raining down like meteors.
The explosions tore apart the Allied line.
Some managed to raise earth walls,
others dug themselves into the sand in blind terror.
Through the chaos, crimson light danced—
Madara cutting, stabbing, vanishing, reappearing.
Everywhere he passed, blood followed.
Those without Sharingan could only pray in the blindness.
Each heartbeat thundered like a countdown.
"Just don't let him come for me," someone whispered.
Despair thickened the air like smoke.
[Boruto Uzumaki: "...Okay, that's insane—he's so cool!"]
[Sarada Uchiha: "So this… this is the might of our clan's strongest ancestor…"]
[Mitsuki: "He hasn't even used Susanoo yet, right?"]
[Ōnoki: "You see now… why they called him the Shura of the Shinobi World."]
Silence met the old Tsuchikage's words.
Moments ago, many had doubted.
Now, watching the footage, they understood—
even ten times the Allied Forces might not have been enough.
Just what kind of monster was Madara Uchiha?
[Sasuke Uchiha: "Tch… the pressure is unreal."]
On the battlefield, Gaara's sand surged to trap Madara—
but Madara flipped back three, four times in mid-air, each movement fluid and impossible.
He landed lightly, only for a shadow to fall over him—
"Super Big Ball Rasengan!"
Naruto dove from above, chakra spiraling in his palm.
Ōnoki slammed his own hand to the ground—
"Earth Release: Moving Core!"
The ground heaved upward, propelling Naruto's Rasengan straight toward Madara.
BOOM!
The explosion rocked the desert.
The shockwave blew back thousands.
Everyone stared at the rising smoke—
Did it work?
Then—
a flash of blue.
Madara stepped forward, wrapped in the first stage of Susanoo.
A giant azure fist smashed the Rasengan apart, the counter-force sending Naruto flying.
Gaara caught him with a cushion of sand; even so, his arms trembled.
The blue giant straightened, its roar rolling like thunder.
Every ear in the Allied Army rang.
Ōnoki rose shakily, muttering,
"Susanoo… so he's awakened the Mangekyō."
Madara gripped a pair of twin chakra blades.
The Alliance regrouped, preparing combined-jutsu counterfire—
but they underestimated him again.
The blades cleaved down, splitting the ground open.
Hurricanes tore outward, ripping banners and bodies alike.
He wasn't fighting an army—
he was punishing one.
Those who survived the shockwave formed hand-seals,
spitting lightning, earth, and wind to pin him down.
Others—foolishly—rushed in close.
[Danzō Shimura: "Trying to stab Susanoo with kunai? Idiots."]
[Sasuke Uchiha: "Yeah, hitting a chakra giant with cold steel is… not strategy."]
[Tenten: "So scary… that aura's unreal!"]
[Boruto Uzumaki: "Dad's era fought literal gods…"]
[Sarada Uchiha: "They really did. Every single enemy was terrifying…"]
And high above,
the Susanoo's eyes glowed brighter—
two celestial torches igniting the next nightmare.
◇ I'll be dropping one bonus chapters for every 10 reviews.
◇ One bonus chapter will be released for every 100 Power Stones.
◇ You can read the ahead chapter on P@treon if you're interested:
patreon.com/MugiwaraTL