The longer it went on, the more confused the Kumogakure's side became.
'Why?'
'Nishikawa Makoto hadn't produced a second kunai besides the Flying Thunder God kunai already in his hand.'
'How was he teleporting?'
"What a bunch of idiots, not understanding even after seeing all this?"
Teddy Devil couldn't help but mock.
"Boss isn't using Flying Thunder God Technique at all. That's just pure speed."
Upon hearing this, not only the Kumogakure personnel, but even their own allies in the government coalition were shocked.
'Pure speed?'
'How is that possible?'
'How fast would that have to be?'
'The Fourth Raikage was known as the [Fastest Ninja in the World], synonymous with speed itself.'
'Yet Nishikawa Makoto's speed was even faster than his?'
The Kumogakure's Ninjas turned ashen.
If Makoto had been using Flying Thunder God Technique, they could at least understand it as a Space-Time Ninjutsu, relying on technique rather than physical ability.
But if it was pure speed...
Then it meant the gap between Makoto and the Fourth Raikage wasn't just a difference in 'technique', but a fundamental difference in quality.
The Fourth Raikage pushed his speed to the limit, his thick right arm slightly bent, aiming an elbow strike at Makoto.
"Lariat!"
His elbow, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, shot straight toward Makoto's chest.
Seeing this, Makoto glanced at him.
He had lost interest in this fight.
"If we get a chance next life, let's work together."
He said this half-jokingly.
"Raikage, it wasn't me who caused your downfall, it was the doujin industry."
With that, Makoto raised his hand.
In his right palm, a large Rasengan, the size of a basketball, formed in a deep red color.
Fire Release: Big Ball Rasengan.
The two attacks collided.
Blue lightning and deep red flames intertwined, clashed, and consumed each other.
After less than half a second of stalemate, Makoto's side completely overpowered the Fourth Raikage.
The deep red Rasengan, like a miniature sun, consumed the Fourth Raikage's fist, arm, shoulder, upper torso—
Bit by bit.
The Fourth Raikage's body was slowly devoured by the Fire Release Rasengan.
The Lightning Release Armor crumbled and dissipated under the deep red flames, scattering into faint blue sparks.
His skin cracked and carbonized under the intense heat, his flesh evaporating in the flames.
"Damn it..."
The Fourth Raikage squeezed out these two words through clenched teeth.
As his body was completely crushed and burned, his gaze pierced through the deep red flames toward Makoto.
That man's expression remained calm, as if defeating a Kage of a village was just a trivial matter.
At his final moment, a glimmer of approval appeared in the Fourth Raikage's eyes, and he muttered in a voice only he could hear:
"What a remarkable guy."
The words faded.
The deep red Rasengan completely engulfed him.
His body turned to steam in the flames and disappeared into the air.
"Raikage-sama—!!!"
Heart-wrenching cries echoed through the Kumogakure army.
Thus, all three Kage-level powerhouses of Kumogakure... the Fourth Raikage A, Eight-Tails' Jinchuriki B, and Two-Tails' Jinchuriki Yugito... were slain.
The Kumogakure army had no morale left to fight.
Dejected, their weapons fell to the ground as they awaited their final judgment.
Beam, while shouting "Chainsaw-sama is the best! Chainsaw-sama is the best!", bounced his way to Makoto's side.
"Chainsaw-sama, what should we do with these people? Kill them all?"
He pointed at the dejected Kumogakure's Ninjas.
Hearing this, Naruto stepped forward.
"Isn't that too cruel?!"
However, many Konoha's Ninja Clans, led by Hiashi, supported Beam's suggestion.
"Cruel? When they kidnapped Hinata-sama back then, did they think it was cruel?"
The voices of the Hyuga Clan's Ninjas were icy cold, their Byakugan filled with killing intent.
After all, the Hyuga Clan already had an irreconcilable grudge against Kumogakure.
Moreover, over the years, most Konoha's villager had personally experienced Kumogakure's backstabbing behavior.
Although Kumogakure didn't directly participate in the Konoha Crush Plan during the Chunin Exams, they had secretly arranged spies to take advantage of the chaos.
Not to mention the previous attempt to kidnap Hinata, and then turning the blame around and causing the death of Hiashi's twin brother, Hizashi.
Going further back, at the end of the Second Great Ninja War, Kumogakure's spies infiltrated Konoha before, trying to kidnap Uzumaki Kushina.
To be honest, it was impressive that the Third Hokage had tolerated them for so long.
Makoto ignored Naruto's objection and didn't respond to the Hyuga Clan.
He grinned and signaled Nayuta with a glance.
Nayuta immediately understood.
She walked over to Dodai and the others. Standing at 1.4 meters, she somehow projected an aura of 2.4 meters.
Her golden eyes scanned the face of each Kumogakure's Ninja.
"Say... dedicate everything to Nayuta."
The Kumogakure's Ninjas looked at each other, unsure what to say.
But under the threat in Makoto's eyes, the remaining Kumogakure survivors, led by Dodai, reluctantly repeated the phrase.
"D...dedicate everything to Nayuta..."
Even though they had no idea what it meant…
Next, Nayuta walked over to Makoto and took the Flying Thunder God kunai from his hand.
Then, under everyone's stunned gaze, she stabbed herself in the throat.
Stab—
The kunai pierced her neck, blood gushing from the wound.
Nayuta's expression remained unchanged.
But within the Kumogakure army—
"Ahhh—!!!"
A red-haired, dark-skinned woman around Naruto's age suddenly screamed and collapsed to the ground.
She clutched her throat, convulsing violently, her face turning purple as she struggled to breathe.
"Karui! What's wrong?!"
Omoi, who had a lollipop in his mouth, cried out in shock and knelt down to help her.
The other Kumogakure's Ninjas looked on in disbelief.
They saw a bloody hole had somehow appeared in Karui's throat, identical to where Nayuta had just stabbed herself.
Blood streamed from the hole, staining her clothes and the ground.
Everyone immediately recalled Nayuta's action earlier and turned to look at her.
Nayuta stood beside Makoto, the kunai already removed.
Her fair, white neck showed no sign of injury whatsoever.
Not even a drop of blood.
'The same ability as that Yugakure's Ninja?'
Shikamaru's eyes widened.
He remembered Hidan, the immortal Missing-Nin from Yugakure who had killed Asuma two years ago using that same technique.
But it was also slightly different.
Hidan's ability required drawing a ritual circle with his own blood after entering the Curse Technique: Death Controlling Possessed Blood state, and standing inside the circle to activate it. He also needed to collect the target's blood beforehand.
But this time, there's no blood collection needed, no ritual circle needed… No preparation required at all.
"Stop yelling!"
Moeha pushed aside the surrounding Kumogakure's Ninjas with an annoyed look and crouched down beside Karui.
She glanced down at the bloody hole in Karui's throat and frowned.
Then, she spat on the wound.
To the shocked gazes of the Kumogakure's Ninjas, the fatal wound healed at a visible speed.
The skin regenerated, leaving not even a scar.
In less than three seconds, Karui's throat was restored. She gasped for air, her hands touching her undamaged neck, her eyes filled with the terror of surviving a catastrophe.
"It's... it's healed?"
"How is that possible..."
"What kind of ability is that?"
The Kumogakure's Ninjas murmured among themselves, their voices trembling with fear.
'What the heck… Each one is more ridiculous than the last.'
The Kumogakure's Ninjas exchanged glances, seeing the same thought in each other's eyes—
'What kind of monsters are these people in the Ninja World Government?'
Makoto smiled warmly at these newly submitted Kumogakure's Ninjas and said gently:
"I hope we can all live in peace from now on."
At this, not only Kumogakure, but even the Ninjas from other member nations fell silent.
'How terrifying.'
In this war, Makoto not only wanted to kill the chicken, but also to warn the monkeys.
And judging by the current situation, he had clearly achieved his goal.