"Tremble, you ants."
"The world's strongest have joined forces!"
Kabuto shouted loudly at the Allied Shinobi Forces.
The shinobi of the Alliance watched as Kanon and Madara's pace gradually quickened.
"Whatever you do, don't look an Uchiha in the eye!"
But as Kanon and Madara drew closer, everyone looked at them with fury, an effect brought about by the Sharingan. Countless shinobi charged toward Madara and Kanon, blades in hand.
Kanon was currently in Sage Mode; her physical strength surpassed even Madara's.
The shinobi within the Alliance were all formidable in their own right, but in front of Kanon, they felt an unprecedented sense of pressure.
The two crashed into the Allied Shinobi Forces. Dozens of people were instantly sent flying as Kanon and Madara carved paths of slaughter in two different directions.
Watching men being blown back like grains of sand, Onoki and Gaara looked on with grave expressions.
Kanon threw a punch, and a dragon-headed serpent of chakra surged forth; the men in front of her were instantly blasted away by the shockwave.
Thousands of shinobi swarmed toward Kanon like a rising tide. However, Kanon remained as steady as a mountain. Her figure wove through the crowd; with every swing of her blade, a shinobi was bound to fall.
The Kusanagi Sword seemed to take on a life of its own in her hand. Its glint traced dazzling arcs across the battlefield, and each arc signaled the end of a life.
The onslaught of the Allied Shinobi Forces was like a violent storm, but Kanon was like a solitary dancer in the gale, every movement filled with power and grace. Her swordsmanship was peerless; every swing felt like she was performing a Death Waltz.
Fear spread across the battlefield as the Alliance's attacks became meaningless under Kanon's blade. Her sword was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, with every swing claiming a soul. There was no pity in her eyes, only conviction and resolve.
With a single strike, she knocked aside Temari, who had come to provide backup. Then, with a horizontal slash, a terrifying burst of sword light instantly killed dozens.
"Give me more. It's not enough," Kanon muttered, swinging her blade again.
On the other side, Madara, the legendary shinobi, was also weaving through the Allied Shinobi Forces, his eyes calm yet carrying a hint of fanaticism.
Madara spoke softly, yet his voice carried clearly across the entire field: "Your courage is laudable, but unfortunately, you have no idea what kind of power you are facing."
As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in Madara's eyes, and a powerful chakra began to surge from him. The ground started to vibrate as if responding to his power, and the very air grew heavy.
The shinobi of the Alliance prepared for battle, but their hearts wavered. They had heard the legends of Madara Uchiha, they knew this man possessed the power to shake the world.
The swords, spears, and staves of the Alliance could not leave a single scratch on Madara. At this moment, Madara and Kanon were like two thorny roses in the heart of the battlefield, constantly "dancing," constantly spinning through the crowd.
However, everywhere they passed, only corpses remained. Compared to Madara's ruthless hand-to-hand combat, Kanon's fluid swordsmanship, paired with her exquisite, cold face and the splashing blood, made the horror of this battle even more pronounced.
At that moment, a shinobi from Sunagakure threw a kunai with an explosive tag at Kanon. The Flower Realm activated; the moment the kunai passed through Kanon's physical body, she snatched it out of the air.
Kanon reached out, her right hand phasing directly into the man's chest to grab his heart, and then she squeezed with force.
The Suna ninja's sneak attack failed, and his heart was crushed by Kanon. Simultaneously, the explosive tag was slapped onto the inside of the man's body.
With a kick, Kanon sent him flying back into the crowd.
Boom!
The flash of the explosive tag and the smoke of the blast were returned as a "gift" to the Allied Shinobi Forces.
Kanon's phasing ability was simply too terrifying. Virtually no one could hit her, yet she could counterattack frantically within the crowd. It was total devastation; she moved as if through an uninhabited land.
At the very least, Madara would dodge the Alliance's attacks, but Kanon didn't bother evading at all, killing her enemies head-on.
The light of a Rasengan flared up. In an instant, a massive Rasengan appeared in the midst of the Alliance.
"You're all just a mindless mob! Come at me more and entertain me!" Kanon shouted manically as the Rasengan detonated in the dense crowd.
Energy surged, and a heap of people were blasted away.
On the other side, Madara looked toward Kanon's part of the battlefield and nodded with slight approval. To this day, he had never seen an Uchiha so despairing and terrifying.
Kanon's pain was greater than his own, and matched with it was a strength that was unrivaled under heaven.
Just as Madara was acknowledging Kanon, a nearby shinobi tried to sneak up on him, only to be sent sprawling by a single elbow strike from Madara.
Madara then grabbed the man by the throat and said indifferently: "Do you want to dance, too?"
Right at that moment, a terrifying gust of wind pressure blasted Madara away.
Seeing Madara knocked back, Kanon looked toward the source of the sound and immediately shared a silent understanding with him.
In a flash of movement, Kanon appeared right next to Madara. The two Uchiha, one tall, one short, stood together.
"You understand me well," Madara said with a cold laugh.
"Likewise," Kanon replied, the corner of her mouth twitching into a faint, amused arc.
Looking at Kanon, Madara truly felt they had met too late. If Kanon had been born earlier than Obito, he would have chosen her without hesitation.
Kanon and Madara looked ahead at Temari, who was holding her Giant Folding Fan.
"Don't you dare look down on us!" Temari roared at the two.
"You're nothing but grains of sand," Kanon said coldly.
With that, Madara and Kanon began weaving the same hand seal together. The only difference was the pink markings around the corners of Kanon's eyes.
"Fire Release: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"
"Sage Art: Fire Release: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"
Rumble!
A terrifying wall of fire that illuminated the entire region surged forward, seemingly blanketing the horizon. The combined Majestic Destroyer Flame cast by Kanon and Madara left the entire Allied Shinobi Forces aghast.
"The range of the technique is enormous!"
Instantly, dozens of Kirigakure shinobi rushed to the front.
"Water Release: Water Encampment Wall!"
A wall of water formed, intended to rival the Majestic Destroyer Flame, but in the face of Kanon and Madara, it was nothing but an illusion. The water wall was instantly breached by the flames, and the dozens of Kirigakure ninja were immediately swallowed by the sea of fire.
There was no other outcome, for Kanon's Majestic Destroyer Flame was currently infused with massive amounts of natural energy, it was Senjutsu!
The hundreds of shinobi at the very front of the Alliance were swallowed by the fire, reduced to ashes in an instant.
However, the clash also generated a massive amount of mist.
Madara leaped forward, while Kanon used Fire Release: Dragon Flame Caterwaul to provide cover for Madara's charge.
"Good! Good! Just like that!"
Seeing several fire dragons flying toward the crowd from behind Madara, everyone's pupils shrank in terror.
The battlefield was filled with a chorus of screams and wails. The fire dragons bloomed in the middle of the field like falling meteors. Because Madara and Kanon possessed the Sharingan, the mist didn't hinder them in the slightest.
Finally, Gaara made his move. Countless waves of sand swept toward Madara. The moment Madara retreated to the position Gaara wanted him in, Naruto had already raised an Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan and slammed it toward him.
"Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan!"
At that exact moment, Onoki slammed his hand against the ground: "Earth Release: Moving Earth Core!"
Madara was thrown into the air by the Earth Release.
"Now's our chance!" Gaara shouted.
But then, Naruto's pupils shrank. Right next to Madara, the space warped with a rose-colored ripple, and Kanon appeared by his side.
Gazing at Kanon's cold smile, Naruto was horrified to see her hand already resting on Madara's shoulder.
What was even more terrifying was that Madara's eyes had now changed into the Mangekyō Sharingan. Madara had intended to use Susanoo to block the strike, having not expected Kanon to use a space-time dōjutsu to reach him.
In that instant, both Madara and Kanon's bodies phased. Naruto's Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan passed right through them, and in that same breath, Naruto's back was left exposed to Kanon.
"Oh no!" Gaara yelled.
Sure enough, Kanon's body flipped, passing through Madara's form, and she delivered a heavy kick to Naruto's back.
Boom!
Naruto was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the sand below. People immediately rushed to his aid.
"What a powerful ability!" Madara laughed loudly. The blue ribs of his Susanoo emerged, and a fist smashed outward toward the Alliance.
Madara's Susanoo: First Form appeared.
"Kanon, I assume you know how to do this?" Madara said with a slight smirk.
"Don't underestimate me, old man Madara," Kanon said plainly.
Sure enough, a rose-red Susanoo manifested beside Madara, standing tall with him. Their eyes had both transformed into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
Two massive blades formed of chakra appeared in the hands of both Kanon and Madara's Susanoo. With the red and blue swords raised, the two pointed their blades toward the Allied Shinobi Forces.
"A mindless mob like you... don't you even have the qualifications to keep me entertained?"
Madara bellowed at the Alliance.
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