Amidst the crowd, a joyous smile froze on the face of an Iwagakure shinobi.
"I think... we might have celebrated too soon..."
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
His companion looked at him in confusion, following his gaze toward the sky.
The moment he saw it, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
"...That is?!"
A meteor, even larger than the one before, was plummeting toward them at an alarming speed.
"Why is this happening?!" he wailed in despair.
Surviving one catastrophe, only to face another—was there truly no escaping this fate?
Were they doomed to perish here?
Once again, the shadow of death loomed over them, and despair spread like wildfire among the Iwagakure shinobi.
Inside the cockpit of Susanoo, Madara watched the scene unfold with amusement, chuckling darkly.
"Despair, for this is the power of Uchiha Madara!"
Obito rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed.
"Have you had enough fun yet? Can we go now?"
Madara sighed with a smirk. "Alright, alright. We'll go."
The two Susanoo warriors pressed their foreheads together, and in the next moment, their cockpits merged.
Just before activating Kamui, Obito glanced at the falling meteors, musing to himself:
'Hmm... Madara's ocular power is only at a quarter of its full strength right now...'
'It's just two meteors. Ōnoki should be able to handle them... right?'
Shaking his head, he dismissed the thought and activated his Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Kamui!"
In an instant, the towering figures of their Susanoo, along with the two shinobi, vanished into thin air.
Though the two had left, the meteors remained.
Faced with impending doom, the shinobi of Iwagakure reacted in various ways, their emotions in turmoil.
Some wept bitterly. "I'm only twenty! I just want to live! What did I do to deserve this?!"
Others seemed to have accepted their fate. "Dying early means reincarnating sooner. I'll just start over in my next life."
"If I had a choice... I'd want to be born into a world without chakra."
Many placed all their hopes on Ōnoki, screaming desperately toward the sky:
"Tsuchikage-sama, you must hold on!"
"Tsuchikage-sama, you're our only hope!"
Up in the air, Ōnoki couldn't hear their cries.
All he could feel was the overwhelming pressure crashing down on him, making his entire body tremble uncontrollably.
"Ughhhhhh!"
...
Inside the Kamui Dimension
Han roamed the eerie, desolate space, his face grim.
"Damn it! What the hell is this place?!"
In this unchanging void, his sense of direction and time had been completely stripped away.
Han felt like a headless fly, wandering aimlessly with no end in sight.
Just then, the space rippled with an unseen force.
A moment later, two very suspicious-looking men appeared before him.
'Han, with a physique like yours, it's a shame you're not playing in the NBA.'
Obito couldn't help but mutter under his breath as he once again laid eyes on the towering 2.3-meter-tall brute.
"With an elbow strike like that, even Shaquille O'Neal would go flying..."
As for fouls? Come on, this was a fight, not a basketball game. Who cared about rules?
"I don't care who you are! Let me out of here!"
Seeing his captors finally reveal themselves, Han's suppressed fury erupted.
"Or I'll make you regret it!"
Obito and Madara exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.
"Hahahahahaha!"
The last person who dared to talk to them like that had long since become dust.
"Looks like you've chosen the hard way," Obito taunted.
Enraged by their mockery, Han's chakra surged, releasing thick plumes of steam.
However, he remained rational. These two clearly knew of his title, "Steam Ninja," yet still dared to capture him. They must have confidence in their strength.
He couldn't afford to be careless—he had to go all out from the start!
"Kokuō! Lend me your strength!" Han growled.
A pure white tail emerged behind him as the immense chakra of the Five-Tails surged through his body.
Fueled by the full power of his Steam Armor, Han launched his most powerful punch straight at Madara.
"Boom!"
The sheer force of his punch tore through the air, sending powerful shockwaves rippling outward.
Yet, despite its terrifying power, Madara remained utterly still.
He didn't dodge.
He didn't even flinch.
Han's eyes flickered with disdain. Was this fool actually planning to take his punch head-on?
Even if Madara was strong, there was no way he could withstand an earth-shattering blow like—
"Plop."
Madara casually caught Han's fist in his palm.
"Hmph."
"Not bad strength," Madara remarked with a smirk. "But your timing is off. A true attack should be made when the enemy least expects it. Like this—"
Before Han could process what had happened, Madara's fist was already slamming into his gut.
"Whoosh!"
Han was sent flying like a ragdoll.
"Screeeech!"
He crashed to the ground, his limbs digging deep furrows into the surface as he struggled to halt his momentum.
"This... This is impossible..."
He could hardly believe it. His overwhelming strength had just been effortlessly countered!
"Boil Release: Unrivalled Strength!"
Unwilling to accept defeat, Han roared, pushing his chakra to its boiling point. The armor on his back began spewing flames.
"Vwooooom!"
Like a locomotive at full throttle, Han propelled himself forward, aiming a flaming kick at Madara.
'Damn, his armor can shoot flames? This is some serious Genos-level stuff...' Obito muttered.
'Not that it matters. Even if Genos were here, it'd still be over in one punch.'
Sure enough, Madara sidestepped elegantly, evading Han's kick with ease.
Then, with a graceful spin, he landed a devastating counter-kick to Han's midsection.
"Crash!"
Han was sent hurtling into the ground, buried several feet deep.
"Damn it!"
With an enraged roar, the ground suddenly cracked apart.
In the blink of an eye, a massive white beast emerged, towering nearly seventy meters high.
A beautiful yet bizarre creature, it resembled a fusion of a horned dolphin's head and a gallant steed's body.
This was the Five-Tails—Kokuō!
"Oh? So you've gone full-tailed beast mode?" Madara chuckled.
Even as the massive beast loomed over them, neither Madara nor Obito showed the slightest hint of fear.
Instead, they exchanged amused glances.
"Sharingan (Rinnegan)."
"Thud."
Under the dazzling glow of their Dojutsu, the Five-Tails promptly collapsed.
Obito smirked. "Well, that was easy."
"Let's move on to the next party."
Madara laughed heartily. "Yes, I wasn't done having fun. Let's hope Kumogakure puts up a better fight!"
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