The moment they collided, dozens of Iwagakure shinobi were sent flying into the air.
Uchiha Mirai charged forward like an unstoppable force, plowing through any ninja who dared to stand in his path. Those who blocked him were mercilessly knocked aside, their bodies hurled away as if they were weightless.
Once he was deep within the ranks of the Iwagakure forces, attacks rained down on him from all directions.
Mirai's Sharingan spun rapidly, his body shifting and weaving with inhuman precision. He dodged countless strikes, and every counter he made claimed the life of an Iwa ninja.
"Damn it!"
An Iwagakure ninja lunged at Mirai, brandishing a longsword and swinging it down with all his strength.
Mirai raised his wrist to block, and with a crisp snap, the finely forged blade shattered upon impact.
A sudden whistling in the air alerted him to another attack from behind. With a slight tilt of his head, he caught the incoming shuriken mid-air.
Effortlessly tearing off the explosive tag attached to it, he slapped the tag onto the chest of the ninja in front of him and delivered a powerful kick.
Boom!
The Iwa ninja was sent crashing into the crowd, and the explosive tag detonated with a deafening roar.
Mirai's movements were fluid, precise—almost elegant in their lethality.
"Damn it! How the hell is he dodging all our attacks?"
"He's reading our movements! He keeps exploiting the gaps in our offense! Everyone, tighten the formation! If our attacks are dense enough, he won't have room to evade!"
A squad leader tried to rally his team, formulating a new attack strategy, but before he could finish, Mirai had already appeared before him.
Gripping the man's throat with one hand, Mirai sneered.
"Oh? Was that supposed to be a battle plan?"
Crack!
With a casual flick of his wrist, he snapped the ninja's neck and tossed the lifeless body to the ground.
"Come on," Mirai taunted, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Struggle harder. That's the only worth you have left."
"Bastard!"
"Earth Release: Earth Flow Spears!"
Sharp stone spikes shot up from the ground, aiming straight for Mirai.
At the same time, nearly a hundred Iwagakure shinobi formed seals and slammed their hands onto the earth.
"Earth Release: Lithic Press!"
Two massive rock hemispheres crashed together, trapping Mirai in between with no room to escape.
"Did… did we win?"
"I don't know… but with an attack like that, he should be dead, right?"
"Unbelievable… I had no idea the shinobi world had someone this powerful."
"Luckily, he's alone. If there were more like him, we'd be in serious trouble."
The Iwagakure forces stared at the enormous stone sphere, their expressions still carrying traces of fear and disbelief.
During the Third Great Ninja War, they had never fought Uchiha Mirai directly. Now, having witnessed his power firsthand, they were completely shaken.
Still… at least it was over, right?
Just as the Iwa shinobi began to relax, a deep crack echoed from the massive earthen prison.
"Giving a victory speech already? Isn't that a bit optimistic?"
Mirai's voice rang out, and in the next instant, fissures spread like spiderwebs across the rocky surface.
Boom!
With an explosive blast, the entire structure crumbled. Debris shot outward, claiming the lives of many Iwa shinobi caught in the blast radius.
Amidst the chaos, Mirai dusted off his clothes, completely unharmed.
"You were the ones who started using ninjutsu first."
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"
A colossal wall of fire, nearly a hundred meters wide, surged forward, engulfing the Iwa shinobi in its wake.
Screams of agony filled the air as the blazing inferno devoured those caught in its path. Some desperately tried to flee, but one by one, they collapsed into smoldering husks.
"Earth Style: Earth Mausoleum Dumpling!"
"Summoning: Five-Layer Rashomon!"
Five towering gates manifested in an instant, blocking the oncoming earth-based attack.
Without pause, Mirai planted his feet and unleashed a barrage of powerful techniques.
"Fire Release: Blazing Meteors!"
"Ice Style: Frozen Crossing!"
"Magnet Style: Gold Dust Imperial Burial!"
"Shikotsumyaku: Dance of the Ferns!"
One devastating technique after another rained down on the battlefield, each more overwhelming than the last.
The Iwa shinobi stood frozen in sheer disbelief.
"How much chakra does Mirai have? Not even a Jinchūriki could unleash so many forbidden techniques in such a short time!"
"Damn it… What the hell is he?!"
"He's not even using hand seals! He's not giving us a single opening!"
"He's slaughtering us by the dozens, and our attacks do nothing to him! Are we just here to be butchered?!"
None of them had ever imagined that a single person could wield such overwhelming power.
Mirai was standing still—still—yet he had completely suppressed nearly three thousand shinobi just with his relentless barrage of jutsu.
What kind of monster was this man?
Just as despair was about to consume the Iwa forces, a blinding white light streaked across the battlefield.
Everything in its path silently vanished.
For the first time, Mirai moved to dodge.
A hoarse yet resolute voice echoed across the battlefield.
"As the Tsuchikage, I refuse to surrender! All of you, fight with me!"
"Stone will never waver—that is Iwagakure's way!"
Hearing Ōnoki's declaration, the near-broken morale of the Iwa shinobi reignited.
"It's Dust Release! The Tsuchikage is here!"
"Dust Release is superior to even Kekkei Genkai—it can defeat him!"
"Everyone, attack! We have to create an opening for the Tsuchikage-sama!"
The Iwa shinobi charged at Mirai with newfound determination, their attacks aiming to restrict his movements while Ōnoki prepared his Dust Release.
However, Mirai's speed was beyond comprehension.
Even Dust Release, an instant-cast technique, couldn't keep up.
"This isn't working! The Tsuchikage-sama's chakra will run out first! We need a new plan!"
"For Iwagakure… we'll be the bait."
Dozens of Iwa shinobi rushed Mirai, engaging him in close combat.
At the same time, Kitsuchi led a squad in slamming their hands against the ground.
"Earth Style: Moving Earth Core!"
The ground beneath Mirai rose sharply, sending him upward—right into the path of Ōnoki's Dust Release.
Mirai merely tilted his head, dodging it effortlessly.
Gritting his teeth, Ōnoki swung his hands, sweeping the Dust Release like a giant club.
In an instant, the Iwa shinobi surrounding Mirai were erased, their bodies disintegrating into nothingness.
Mirai vaulted into the air, avoiding the deadly technique.
At the same time, a cloud of smoke erupted in the distance—Ōnoki's clone had vanished.
His voice came from above.
"Uchiha Mirai… it's over."
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World!"
A cubic energy field enveloped Mirai.
The Iwa shinobi exhaled in relief.
But then—
"Blocking Technique Absorption Seal."
The Dust Release vanished.
Mirai's eyes gleamed a haunting violet—Rinnegan.
Standing tall, arms crossed, he looked down at them.
"Ōnoki… whether this battle ends or not… that's for me to decide."
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