Pillar Bro opened his mouth, desperately wanting to correct this idiotic-sounding nickname, but as the words reached his lips, he felt that bickering over it on the battlefield was truly beneath his dignity.
Beside him, Madara Uchiha couldn't care less about such things. He erupted into deafening, maniacal laughter.
"Hahahahahaha—!"
His laughter was domineering and fanatical. Pointing his Gunbai directly at Ian, his eyes blazed with an unprecedented fighting spirit.
"Titles don't matter! Strength is everything!"
"Show me just how strong the current Uchiha clan really is!"
However, someone else was even more impatient than him.
"Enough nonsense!"
Within the allied forces' formation, the Fourth Raikage A's patience had long since run dry.
Without waiting for anyone's orders, he let out a furious roar, his entire body instantly covered in a blinding layer of blue lightning armor.
*Crackle—!*
Violent Lightning Release chakra surged around him.
The next moment, he transformed into a streak of blue lightning, tearing through the air as he fearlessly charged straight at the Uchiha camp.
The curtain of war was personally torn open by this most hot-tempered Kage.
The Raikage's speed was pushed to the absolute limit; ninety percent of the shinobi in the allied army couldn't even track his movements.
Yet, in the eyes of the Uchiha crowd, he was agonizingly slow.
"Bang!!!"
A massive boom echoed out.
A's impact, which carried enough force to shatter mountains, came to a dead halt a mere ten meters away from the Uchiha front line.
It was as if he had slammed into an invisible wall of air. He was sent rebounding violently, plowing a deep trench into the earth as he skidded backward.
"What?!"
Onoki, who was just about to unleash his Dust Release, faintly caught sight of a flash of purple among the Uchiha ranks, causing his hand seals to freeze.
"They made a move," an Uchiha clansman beside Ian remarked lazily, tilting his head.
"I saw it. That dark-skinned musclehead attacked first," another person said while digging his ear.
"Then it's only fair that we strike back!" an Uchiha kid shouted excitedly.
The Raikage's action acted as a signal.
"[Earth Release·Dust Release·Detachment of the Primitive World Technique]!"
"[Magnet Release·Gold Dust Imperial Funeral]!"
Ignoring the Raikage's strange predicament, the other Kage immediately launched their attacks. The tens of thousands of shinobi seemed to find their backbone as well, forming hand seals in unison.
"[Fire Release·Great Fire Annihilation]!"
"[Water Release·Water Dragon Bullet Technique]!"
"[Wind Release·Great Breakthrough]!"
Tens of thousands of ninjutsu converged. Jutsus of the same nature transformed and amplified each other. Wherever the torrent passed, layers of earth were ripped up, and the air hummed violently.
Facing an attack capable of obliterating an entire village, Ian simply waved his hand.
In an instant, the over one hundred Uchiha clansmen behind him opened their eyes in perfect synchronization.
Over a hundred pairs of pale purple Rinnegan shimmered with an eerie yet divine light, reflecting the glow of the incoming destruction. Rings of tomoe silently rotated within their pupils.
On the other side of the battlefield, the expressions on Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha's faces completely froze.
'Weren't you supposed to go easy on us?!'
In mid-air, Onoki, who was maintaining his Dust Release, was so shocked he nearly choked on his own breath. His body tilted, almost plummeting from the sky.
Deep in the dense forest, Nagato, who was observing the battle through the Six Paths of Pain's shared vision, trembled uncontrollably.
"This... this is impossible!"
With a sharp gasp, he actually stood straight up from his life-support machine, completely oblivious to the several tubes he ripped from his body in the process.
"Shinra Tensei."
Over a hundred cold, indifferent voices merged into a single decree of divine judgment.
A barrier formed from the fusion of over a hundred repulsive forces instantly expanded in front of the Uchiha formation, creating an invisible, absolute bulwark.
The moment the torrent of composite ninjutsu slammed into this formless wall, it was immediately rebounded!
The terrifying energy reflected back toward the allied forces' position at an even faster speed than it had arrived.
Rumble—!!!
Deafening explosions erupted one after another within the allied ranks. Their own ninjutsu blossomed among their own people, instantly dealing a devastating blow to the alliance.
Just as the allied forces descended into panic, Ian finally made his move.
He clapped his hands, drawing the attention of his clansmen.
"Everyone, it's showtime! Time to pilot the Gundams."
The next second, boom! Boom! Boom!
Over a hundred colossal energy giants rose from the ground!
They varied in color and form—some had green faces and sharp fangs, while others possessed three heads and six arms. Every single one exuded an oppressive aura that made the shinobi alliance tremble in fear.
Perfect Susanoo!
Over a hundred Perfect Susanoos stood upon the earth like an army of titans, blotting out the sun. A mere flap of their massive wings whipped up hurricanes capable of tearing the ground apart.
The sky grew dim.
It was as if the world had been reduced to nothing but these Susanoos radiating ominous light.
The tens of thousands of allied shinobi stared in stunned silence.
Despair spread rapidly. As they gazed at the incomprehensible sight before them, some shinobi dropped their kunai to the ground, completely unaware.
"Excellent! This is the true Uchiha!"
Madara Uchiha threw his head back and laughed, his voice laced with madness.
"Hahahahahaha! This is the true form of my Uchiha clan!"
He formed hand seals, and his own blue Perfect Susanoo soared into the sky, taking the initiative to charge at the Susanoo army composed of his fellow clansmen.
"Brother, I'll help you!"
Izuna Uchiha followed closely behind, activating his Susanoo to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with his older brother.
However, their smiles quickly vanished.
Two seemingly ordinary Uchiha clansmen piloted their Susanoos forward. One of the Susanoos wielded a massive energy shield, while the other pressed its hand against the first one's back.
Facing the legendary Madara Uchiha, one of them possessed a visual prowess focused on defense, while the other could reflect damage.
Relying solely on their Mangekyo visual prowess, the two of them effortlessly blocked the brothers' advance.
Immediately after, before Madara could even exert his strength, ten other Uchiha clansmen swarmed forward in their Susanoos, launching an inhumane, gang-style beatdown on Madara's Perfect Susanoo.
Colossal energy fists, mixed with various visual jutsu, rained down upon Madara's Susanoo like a torrential storm.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The legendary Asura, the absolute pinnacle of the Uchiha clan, was pinned to the ground and brutally pummeled.
Hashirama Senju looked over. He couldn't just watch his best friend be humiliatingly beaten like this.
He slammed his hands together, entering Sage Mode.
"[Sage Art·Wood Release·True Several Thousand Hands]!"
A thousand-armed wooden Buddha statue, even more gargantuan than any Susanoo, erupted from the earth. Countless massive wooden arms smashed toward the Susanoo army.
Seeing this, Ian casually waved his hand.
"A few of you, go play with the First Hokage."
Immediately, a dozen more Susanoos broke off from the formation and charged at the colossal Buddha statue.
Clang! Clang!
Several massive blade flashes swept past as two Uchiha clansmen piloted their Susanoos, effortlessly severing dozens of the True Several Thousand Hands' arms.
Right after, another Susanoo dashed forward, executing a sacrificial crucifix hold to lock the wooden golem's head in place.
Meanwhile, yet another Susanoo leaped high into the air, wound up its arm, and delivered a massive, resounding slap right to Hashirama Senju atop the Buddha's head.
Hashirama controlled a wooden dragon to block the strike, but several more slaps were already following close behind.
Boom—!
The God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, was swatted right off the top of the Buddha statue by a giant slap to the face.
Tobirama Senju couldn't afford to worry about the swatted Hashirama. Alongside the other resurrected Kage-level experts and the current four Kage, he bypassed the frontline battlefield, flanking the stationary Ian in an attempt to capture the leader first.
However, Ian remained rooted to the spot, his pale purple Rinnegan sweeping over them with sheer disdain.
The next moment, several Susanoos descended from the sky, landing directly in the path of every single advancing Kage-level expert.
Then, one slap per person.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The elite strike force composed of Kage-level experts was completely wiped out.
The battlefield fell into a deathly silence, leaving only the thunderous footsteps of the roaming Susanoos.
Ian took a step forward, walking across the devastated earth until he stopped at the edge of the deep crater where Hashirama Senju had crashed.
He looked down at the dirt-covered God of Shinobi at the bottom of the pit, a faint smile hanging on his face.
"Pillar Bro, you alright?"