"Hahaha—!"
A wild laugh echoed through the arena.
"Kill us? Tsk… Don't think you can challenge me, Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki, just because you've mastered a little space–time ability!"
Momoshiki smirked arrogantly, his crimson eyes gleaming with disdain. "Mere lower beings… daring to oppose me?"
"Lord Momoshiki, allow me to destroy this barrier first," Kinshiki said, his deep voice rumbling like thunder. "Then I'll wipe out these lowly creatures completely!"
He raised his massive arm, scarlet chakra swirling around his fingers like burning flames.
"Chakra Hammer!"
With a mighty roar, Kinshiki slammed his fist into the ground.
Boom!
Crack—!
A violent shockwave erupted. The ground split apart, stone shattered, and the air quaked under the sheer force. The entire arena trembled, echoing with thunderous crashes.
But despite the overwhelming impact, the Six Red Yang Formation only flickered slightly.
Minato and the others stood firm at the barrier's edges, hands locked in seals, their faces tense with concentration. None dared relax for even a second.
"What?!" Kinshiki's eyes widened. "My full-power strike didn't even scratch it?!"
Boruto crossed his arms, smirking from behind Naruto. "That barrier can withstand a Ten-Tails Tailed Beast Bomb. You think a punch is gonna break it? What are you, One-Punch Man?"
"Oh? Interesting," Momoshiki said, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
But his smile soon returned to one of mockery. "Still, your resistance is futile."
In the stands, Himawari clutched Hinata's sleeve, her little face full of worry. "Mom… Dad and Big Brother…"
Hinata gently hugged her. "It's alright, Himawari. With your father and Uncle Sasuke there, everything will be fine. Now, let's go to the shelter."
She carried her daughter away with the other villagers as they evacuated under ninja supervision.
"Are we just supposed to stand here and watch?" Kurotsuchi frowned, staring at the fierce battle enclosed within the barrier.
Darui sighed. "We don't have a choice. That's a fight far beyond our level."
Chōjūrō nodded grimly. "Let's just hope Naruto, Sasuke, and that man called Menma can handle the Ōtsutsuki."
Meanwhile, a voice suddenly echoed from above.
"Hehe… looks like little Momo's in for some trouble."
A man with a fishing rod slung across his back descended slowly through the air, wearing a smug grin.
"Ōtsutsuki Urashiki…" Gaara muttered, his eyes narrowing.
"This barrier's interesting," Urashiki chuckled to himself. "Guess I'll do some fishing. Hmm… that one seems like a good catch."
His gaze locked onto Shinki, who stood below with his teammates Yodo and Araya.
"Shinki, let's move!" Yodo called out.
Shinki clenched his fists, reluctant to retreat, but finally turned to follow them.
Suddenly, a crimson fishing line shot toward him at incredible speed.
"Shinki, look out!" Gaara shouted.
But before the line could strike, a gust of wind swept through the arena—a man with long, spiky hair appeared in front of Shinki, swinging a massive fan that deflected the attack.
Shinki froze in shock. The man's aura was suffocating, filled with raw power.
"Uchiha Madara!" Gaara exclaimed, eyes widening.
Though he knew Madara had been revived, he hadn't expected him—the once godlike figure who looked down upon the entire world—to save his son.
Urashiki blinked in surprise. His fishing hook had been effortlessly knocked aside.
"You… who are you?"
Madara's Sharingan glowed faintly as he looked at him. "An Ōtsutsuki, huh? Your strength isn't what I imagined. You're nothing but a sneaky thief."
Gaara hurried to Shinki's side. Though he knew Madara was now an ally, his presence still sent chills down his spine. The memory of the Fourth Great Ninja War lingered like a scar.
"Kazekage brat," Madara said coldly, glancing at him, "your power hasn't grown much. Take the kid and leave. The battle that's coming is far beyond you."
Gaara took a steadying breath and nodded. "Understood."
He quickly guided Shinki and his team away.
"Father," Shinki said softly, glancing back, "is that really the Uchiha Madara—the one who fought the Kage's during the Fourth Shinobi War?"
"Yes," Gaara replied solemnly. "That's him."
As Shinki watched Madara's back, a heavy pressure weighed on his chest. The legends his father told suddenly felt very real.
Meanwhile, Urashiki scratched his head and muttered, "Man, this feels dangerous… I don't even know if little Momo can handle that fox."
He sneered. "Sneaky thief, am I? Tch… your chakra's way more interesting than that brat's."
He cast his fishing rod again, aiming straight at Madara.
"Heavenly Spore Life!"
"Sage Art: God Gates!"
Hashirama's voice thundered through the forest. His hands clapped together, and a rain of vermilion torii gates plummeted from the sky, smashing toward Urashiki's position.
Urashiki's Byakugan spun rapidly—then shifted into a pair of glowing blue Rinnegan.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions tore through the area as the God Gates struck. The ground split, dust filled the air, and dozens of red paper cranes scattered from the impact.
When the smoke cleared—Urashiki was gone.
Deep in the forest outside the arena, Urashiki's body reformed from the shadows.
"That was close…" he muttered, brushing off his clothes.
Then his eyes narrowed—Madara and Hashirama were already there, slowly approaching.
"Blue Rinnegan…" Madara said, studying him. "I'm curious—what kind of abilities do those eyes hold?"
Urashiki grinned. "Persistent, aren't you? Fine. Let's see if you can handle this."
"Heavenly Spore Life!"
He swung his fishing rod again, the line exploding into scarlet lightning that split into hundreds of glowing fishhooks raining down like a storm.
The hooks pierced through several figures—only for the bodies to burst into splinters.
"These are clones!"
Before Urashiki could react, the ground erupted beneath him.
"Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique!"
A massive Wood Dragon shot from the earth, coiling around him tightly. Urashiki struggled, eyes widening as he felt his chakra rapidly being drained away.
"Amaterasu!"
Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan flared crimson, unleashing roaring black flames that consumed Urashiki where he hung bound by the dragon.
"Susanoo!"
In unison, Madara, Shisui, Fugaku, and Itachi summoned their Half-Body Complete Susanoo.
"Yasaka Magatama!"
From their colossal hands, spinning magatama shot forth like a meteor shower, bombarding the trapped Urashiki—engulfed in Amaterasu's eternal black fire.
The forest shook as the sky turned crimson, the ground scorched under divine fury.
Author's Note:
Here's a quick breakdown of the Ōtsutsuki trio's power levels:
Momoshiki: Early Six Paths — Strong stats, weak Taijutsu.
Kinshiki: Quasi-Six Paths — Weak stats, strong Taijutsu.
Urashiki: Peak Kage — Weak stats, weak Taijutsu, strong mechanics.
Fused Momoshiki: Mid Six Paths — Strong stats, strong Taijutsu.
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