Otsutsuki Urashima knelt on the ground, devoutly bowing before the statue of the deity.
The entire shrine was silent. Everyone stared intently at the statue, hoping the Otsutsuki God would protect them and wipe out all the invading enemies.
As the Otsutsuki clan waited, the shinobi army from the Shen Nation had already arrived.
They attacked from all directions, sweeping through the Otsutsuki clan mercilessly.
Now only this massive shrine remained.
Once they eliminated all the Otsutsuki inside, the war would be over.
"Madara, push harder! We're about to win!"
[Thousand Hands: Divine Thrust] surged into motion as Hashirama Senju prepared his final strike against the remaining Otsutsuki clan members, but Madara Uchiha stopped him with an outstretched hand.
"Don't rush. The legendary Otsutsuki clan surely won't have only this much strength. I believe they still have other hidden trump cards."
Upon hearing this, Hashirama paused for a moment. "You mean... that legendary Otsutsuki God?"
"Do you actually believe in His existence?"
Madara crossed his arms, speaking indifferently, "Who knows? If he really exists, it'll give me a good chance to test his strength."
Since mastering *Kekkei Mora*, his power seemed endless.
It had been hard to find such a satisfying opportunity for slaughter, and he certainly didn't want to end it hastily.
As the two were talking, the other teams also arrived at the shrine.
Nobody made any rash moves.
Although this battle had gone surprisingly smoothly, no one believed that the Otsutsuki would simply gather together obediently for them to slaughter.
The enemy must have their own secret plan.
"This stalemate can't go on forever. There's no reason to disrupt our offensive rhythm for something so uncertain."
After a moment's thought, Shikamaru raised his hand.
Immediately, a hundred shinobi stepped forward from behind him.
"Go probe their strength carefully. Retreat immediately if anything feels off."
"Yes, Lord Shikamaru!"
These hundred shinobi charged toward the shrine.
Seeing this, the other teams each sent around a hundred men to attack the shrine as well.
At the outer perimeter of the shrine, the Otsutsuki clan fought desperately, but their numbers were too few, and their chakra was nearly depleted. In just a short time, they were completely wiped out by the Shen Nation's shinobi army.
"Hahahahaha... Today is your doom, you bunch of Otsutsuki scum!"
"In your final moments, instead of giving it your all for a last stand, you placed your hopes on an illusory god... You truly deserve your fate."
"What a joke, calling yourselves the mighty Otsutsuki! Today, I'll raise a toast to your downfall with your corpses as my cups!"
The Shinobi Army of the *Shen Nation* grew stronger with every battle, swiftly advancing into the shrine's inner sanctum.
Seeing their sanctuary on the verge of collapse, the gathered Otsutsuki clansmen turned to Otsutsuki Urashima in desperation.
"Clan Leader Urashima, what do we do now? Will our ancestors truly protect us?"
"There's no time left! Clan Leader Urashima, you haven't deceived us, have you?"
Hearing the anxious, accusing voices of his clansmen, Otsutsuki Urashima also looked deeply anxious.
He had done everything within his power; now there was nothing left but to endure the wait.
Facing the silent statue of the deity, Urashima rose and declared solemnly, "Those who still have strength to fight, stand with me and resist the enemy!"
"Yes!"
A thousand Otsutsuki warriors roared "Yes!" in unison before surging forward as one against the Shinobi Army of the *Shen Nation*.
Witnessing this, the enemy deployed another four thousand shinobi reinforcements.
Outnumbered five to one, and facing elite shinobi troops, Otsutsuki Urashima's desperate counterattack was swiftly crushed.
"[Hahahahaha...] Perish!!!"
By this point in the battle, both sides were consumed by bloodlust.
Otsutsuki clan members stood frozen in despair, even able to clearly see the grotesque expressions on their enemies' faces.
"It's over. Is our entire clan destined to perish here?"
"I don't want to die..."
"Dying at the hands of these inferior beings... I can't bear it..."
Just as the Otsutsuki clan sank into despair, a pulse of unseen divine energy surged through the shrine.
In an instant, the leading group of nearly a thousand shinobi from the *Shen Nation* exploded into a mist of blood.
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
...
A series of sharp sounds rang out—the hundred Chakra Fruits atop the altar vanished without a trace.
After a stunned silence, joy erupted on every Otsutsuki face.
"Wonderful! It's our ancestor—our ancestor has awakened!"
"We're saved! These detestable enemies will finally face retribution!"
"Incredible! Our ancestor turned so many foes to mist in a single moment."
"[Hahahahaha...] This is the true might of the Otsutsuki Clan! Who dares destroy us? Who *can* destroy us?!"
Inside the shrine, the Otsutsuki erupted in jubilant cries, their faces glowing with the ecstasy of survival.
On the enemy side, however, the faces of the *Shen Nation*'s shinobi darkened—their hearts still pounding with fear.
So the legendary *Otsutsuki God* truly existed—he'd obliterated a thousand shinobi at *Six Paths Level* with a single blow...
Now we're in real trouble!
"Retreat quickly!"
At Shikamaru's loud command, the remaining four thousand shinobi immediately withdrew beyond the shrine's borders.
They stared warily at the site, their hearts still hammering with residual terror.
If they had charged just a bit closer earlier, they probably would've turned into crimson mist just like those other allies.
"I didn't even notice how he attacked..."
Hashirama Senju murmured to himself.
The enemy had slain so many of them in an instant, yet he hadn't even noticed how that person attacked!
Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, "Just another coward who hides behind shadows..."
Before he could finish speaking, a startled cry echoed from inside the shrine.
Immediately afterward, all the Otsutsuki clan members fell to their knees in devout worship.
An indescribable pressure rose in everyone's hearts, each person gripped by fear that came from deep within their soul.
Everyone simultaneously looked toward the sky, where a colossal deity was gazing down from above.
Even the vast sky could barely contain the upper half of this god's body.
"So this is Chiya Otsutsuki?"
Madara's eyes blazed with fierce determination. Summoning thousands of Susanoo at once, he rocketed high into the sky.
Even if you're a god—I'll crush your hope with my own hands today!
"Madara!"
Hashirama tried to stop him, but it was already too late.
In an instant, Madara soared tens of thousands of meters into the air, drawing his blade and striking down at Chiya Otsutsuki himself.
The enormous blade, brimming with unmatched power, cleaved toward Chiya Otsutsuki—its force so great that space itself warped beneath the blow, groaning under the strain.
High above, the towering Chiya Otsutsuki finally reacted, parting his lips slightly and roaring two resounding words:
"Impudent!"
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