Renya's movements did not pause in the slightest. The long blade he seized transformed into the scythe.
Blade light flashed, accompanied by unending screams and the clatter of weapons hitting the ground.
One ninja after another fell around him—astonishingly, not a single one could withstand even one exchange with him!
In the blink of an eye, a small area around him was completely cleared, the ground littered with wounded, groaning, or dead ninja.
Since his opponents were not Leaf ninja, Renya had no restraints whatsoever when he struck.
From afar, the Second Kazekage, Shamon, saw this and knew he had made the right decision.
If not for his wise leadership, it would have been the ninja of Sunagakure lying on the ground.
This only strengthened his resolve to never entertain the thought of opposing the Leaf.
Uchiha Renya truly showed no mercy when killing!
The battle on the field continued.
A ninja from Iwagakure took advantage of the moment when Renya had his back turned while dealing with another opponent, roaring as he launched a surprise attack from behind.
The kunai in his hand stabbed straight toward Renya's back, intending to kill him in a single blow.
Sensing the movement behind him, Renya shifted to the side, evading the kunai. His hand then shot out seemingly casually, yet precisely clamping around the attacker's throat, lifting him off the ground as if picking up a chick.
That Black ninja struggled in terror, legs kicking wildly, the "kunai" in his hand clanging as it fell to the ground.
Renya slowly raised his head. Beneath the mask, a pair of Sharingan eyes stared coldly at the Black ninja in his grasp, whose face had turned red from suffocation. His low, magnetic voice passed through the mask.
"You want to dance too?"
Those words were like an icy wind sweeping across the battlefield, carrying an overwhelming arrogance and pressure.
In an instant, the surrounding ninja who had been about to rush forward halted in their tracks.
They stared in horror at that devil-like figure, and at their companion struggling helplessly in his hand, a bone-chilling cold rising from the depths of their hearts.
This was simply a monster!
At this moment, Renya seemed as if Uchiha Madara himself had descended, using absolute power and presence to dominate the entire field.
Before the echo of the cold question had faded, Renya's hand gripping the opponent's neck suddenly tightened.
Crack!
The neck of the ninja who had attempted to ambush Renya was snapped instantly. His struggling stopped abruptly, his head drooping limply to one side.
Like throwing away trash, Renya casually flung the still-warm corpse toward the nearby crowd.
"Catch."
What the ninja present did not notice was that at the same moment he threw the body, his other hand swiftly slapped an explosive tag onto it.
Waste utilization, indeed.
Boom!
The corpse suddenly exploded violently within the crowd!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams erupting as chaos and casualties spread instantly.
This cruel yet highly efficient method completely shattered the ninja alliance's courage to approach and surround him.
"Spread out! Everyone, spread out!"
"Don't get close to him! Use long-range attacks!"
The ninja alliance quickly pulled away from Renya. Kunai, shuriken, and Water Release, Earth Release, and Lightning Release ninjutsu poured toward him from all directions.
Facing this dense barrage, Renya dodged while preparing to counter with ninjutsu.
Since he was already cosplaying Madara-sama, he naturally had to use his signature techniques.
Calm and unhurried, he began forming hand seals, his hands moving like lightning and leaving behind afterimages.
As the first Water Dragon and Earth Dragon techniques were about to reach him, the seals in his hands were completed.
He took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, then suddenly spat forward.
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"
What burst from his mouth was a wall of flames surging like a scorching heat wave.
Unfortunately, its range was not as vast as Madara-sama's during the Fourth Great War.
But it was more than sufficient against this bunch of fodder.
The terrifying heat instantly evaporated the incoming water dragons and melted the earth dragons, while the densely flying shuriken and kunai were burned red-hot, warped, and fell to the ground.
As chakra continued to pour into it, the range of the flames gradually expanded.
Renya had always lacked many things—but time, chakra, and money were never among them.
The terrifying blaze not only failed to weaken, it grew even fiercer.
"Quick, use Water Release to defend!"
Some quick-reacting ninja shouted hoarsely, and the rest immediately responded.
The Land of Water was the home field of Water Release ninja. The Water Release techniques they unleashed easily extinguished the surging flames.
When water and fire collided, thick white steam erupted, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield, blurring everyone's vision.
Renya stood unmoving, surrounded by scorching waves of heat. Beneath his mask, the Sharingan gazed through the mist at the ninja alliance.
There were simply too many people.
And the ones who had rushed in earlier were just a bunch of expendable fodder. The jōnin of the alliance had been staying at the rear of the formation.
It seemed they intended to wear him down with numbers.
After all, there was no way he alone could resolve this entire ninja alliance.
But that was exactly the effect he wanted.
The harder it was to capture the Six-Tails jinchūriki, the better!
Ideally, the mission difficulty would be so high it became impossible to complete, endlessly consuming Madara's time.
Until he could no longer hold back.
Renya planned to fight a bit longer before making his escape, letting Tobi see how difficult things were so he could explain himself to Madara-sama later.
It truly wasn't that he didn't want to capture the Six-Tails jinchūriki—it was simply that there were too many ninja in the alliance.
Mobilizing nearly a thousand ninja just to deal with him alone was really overestimating him.
Just killing everyone would already be exhausting, let alone capturing a tailed beast.
Although he possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan, he feared his eyes would be ruined by overuse before he could defeat everyone.
Renya firmly believed his eyes absolutely could not go blind.
Otherwise, what would he use in the future to stop Madara-sama's plan to destroy the world?
Taking advantage of the cover provided by the mist, Renya charged into the crowd. Each swing of his tachi sent sprays of blood flying.
At the same time, he was calculating the right moment to retreat.
After cutting down dozens of people in succession, he deliberately exposed a flaw.
He wanted them to think his chakra was running low.
Only then would the ninja alliance go all out, allowing him to leave injured.
Without taking some injuries, it would be hard to convince Madara-sama.
Once people grew old, they became cunning and suspicious, even questioning his loyalty.
He only hoped that when he grew old himself, he wouldn't become as paranoid as Madara-sama.
Otherwise, it would be easy to hurt loyal subordinates.
Though, Renya didn't really have any followers to begin with…
"His chakra is mostly depleted—everyone, move in!"
"Do it, take him down!"
The jōnin who had been lingering on the outskirts, occasionally releasing harmless ninjutsu, saw signs of Renya's chakra running low, and their eyes suddenly sharpened like hawks.
They realized this was the best opportunity to deal with the mysterious man!
Dozens of elite jōnin joined the battlefield, forming an encirclement that trapped Renya in the center.
Their overall abilities were on a completely different level compared to the chūnin and special jōnin from before!
Clearly, they were confident they could keep the mysterious man here.
Shimura Danzō clenched his fist subconsciously upon seeing this.
He hoped Renya would not come to any danger!
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