Naruto: The world has misled me a lot!

Ohnoki's eyes were fixed on the illusory sword in the golden god of war's hand. The turquoise rotating wind blade had an indescribable magical power that caused the atmosphere within a few miles to change.

A light breeze flowed across the sword blade with a chill, then changed direction and moved away, as if transporting something.

"Is this the trick you used to break the Third Raikage's strongest shield?"

As a ninja who had witnessed Uchiha Madara's god-like two-headed, four-armed Susanoo, Ohnoki had a deep understanding of the power of Susanoo.

Collapsing mountains and splitting seas, destroying the heaven and earth is no problem.

Back then, he and his teacher, the second generation Tsuchikage Mu, had the experience of being kicked around like balls by Uchiha Madara, who had his gorgeous Mangekyo open. This has always been the greatest shame buried deep in his heart.

But it is undeniable that Uchiha's divine power is indeed the strongest power in the ninja world, and we must not be careless.

"That's right. I guess you have also collected intelligence. Let me give you a heads up. With your small body, I'm afraid you can't withstand a single blow."

With the help of Nono, Kato Makoto's soul power gradually emerged, his mental strength increased greatly, and the eye power that drove the kaleidoscope became increasingly stronger.

He took the opportunity to transfer his techniques of escaping jutsu and utilizing natural energy to Susanoo.

It's because this eye technique is really convenient, both offensive and defensive, extremely powerful, and much more convenient than using ninjutsu.

For example, at this moment, Susanoo's own sword has the magical effect of destroying everything, coupled with the amplification of the spinning sword of destruction, Kato Makoto can't think of anyone who dares to challenge it.

However, the consumption is also astonishing. With Kato Makoto's current body, his chakra will be exhausted after just a few strikes.

"Then give it a try!"

Ohnoki no longer mocked the young man in front of him. The long sword with flowing green light did give him great pressure.

Just looking directly at the wind blade above made his eyebrows twitch.

As a veteran of many battles, he has always trusted his intuition, and this trust has become stronger as he grows older.

Moreover, the Third Raikage was severely injured by him, so he had no choice but to be cautious.

However, Ohnoki had no intention of backing down.

The experience of him and his teacher, the second generation Tsuchikage Mu, being kicked around like balls by Uchiha Madara with his Mangekyō open has always been an unforgettable shame deep in his memory.

Now seeing the Susanoo that once shattered his confidence again, Ohnoki felt an urgency to avenge his previous shame, and his heart was filled with long-lost passion.

As he opened and closed his hands, a transparent, brilliant white crystal danced in his palms, with a hazy white light flickering inside.

Oonoki waved his hand, and the square white crystals shrank into invisible dust and flew towards the golden war god at a high speed.

"Chen Escape, the technique of stripping away the original world!"

"That's just right. I also want to try whether the third stage Susanoo can withstand the erosion of Dust Release!"

Feeling the hot blood flowing from the corner of his left eye, Kato Makoto grinned, his pupil power surging, and he could clearly see the trajectory of the white particles transformed by the Dust Release.

The god of war in golden armor swung the sword in his hand, and then slashed down at the white crystal.

Just by waving the green sword, the strong wind pressure created ripples in the air, blowing the Konoha ninjas standing in the distance watching the battle all over the place.

"The opening move is so powerful. Cheng-kun's strength has increased again."

Minato Namikaze was the closest and was affected the most. He had to put his hands in front of him to block the knife-like strong wind.

He also has to provide support at any time and cannot be too far away.

Although distance does not matter to Flying Thunder God, only by being close can he feel the breath fluctuations of the two warring parties and judge the time to enter the battlefield more accurately.

"If Cheng had shown this kind of strength earlier, I wouldn't have stopped him from changing his tactical deployment."

Nara Shikaku was a little depressed.

Since you have such powerful strength, you should have told me earlier. Anyway, you can cover the back, so what are you afraid of?

"I don't think so. Even if Chengjun told you that he could handle it, you wouldn't believe it completely."

The person who knows Nara Shikaku best would probably be Yamanaka Inoichi, who grew up with him.

The people of the Nara family are cautious and like to keep their trump cards until last. If they know that Makoto is strong enough to sweep the enemy, they will hide them as trump cards to deal with unexpected situations.

The young Itachi, who was watching the battle from a distance, widened his eyes. It was the first time for him to see the top battles in the ninja world up close.

It was different from the ninjutsu and taijutsu duels that the family had seen before. There were no hand seals or kunai or shurikens, and the two sides were too lazy to even change their positions. It was entirely a contest of chakra energy.

"I wish I could be like this someday."

boom!

The long sword and the Dust Release Crystal finally collided with each other, followed by a huge flash of light.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The strong light illuminated the sky and the earth in white, and the shadows seemed to be squeezed out of this world.

Amid the shocked expressions of the spectators, a huge ball of energy spread outward from the center of the collision, swallowing up both Kato Makoto and Ōnoki. Everything was reduced to ashes wherever the ball passed.

Fortunately, Minato Namikaze reacted quickly. The golden flash jumped hundreds of times in an instant, taking away the senior executives who were too close to react.

Otherwise, these ninjas might become the first group of "heroes" to be eliminated for just watching the battle.

It’s hard to say whether your name can be put on the memorial tablet.

……

"Lord Huangtu, what should we do?"

Huangtu didn't expect that someone would come to ask him the same question he had just asked the old man so soon.

Seeing his subordinates at a loss, Huang Tu, who took over the temporary command, could only bite the bullet and think of a solution.

Looking at the wounded soldiers scattered all over the ground outside the tent, even the Five-Tails Jinchuriki was lying on the hospital bed, and the gaps in his crimson steam armor were filled with solidified blood clots.

If it weren't for the faint breath like a gossamer from the tip of his nose, the medical ninja would have thought that the hero who had withstood the Third Raikage's thrusts with his mortal body was already dead.

There were few other injured Iwagakure ninjas who were crying out anymore. Most of them had dazed looks on their faces, letting their blood flow to the ground.

The entire Iwagakure camp is filled with an atmosphere of despair, and it's showing signs of spreading and deepening.

In this state, there's no point in fighting. Even if Konoha comes, they don't have to do anything themselves. These people will run into the enemy's kunai themselves.

How about we retreat first?

With the old man's Light and Heavy Rock Technique, if he doesn't want to get entangled, no one in the ninja world can stay and there will be no danger to their lives.

The biggest problem at the moment is the camp full of wounded soldiers.

Enough Iwagakure ninjas died in this war. If these people were to fall in a foreign country again, Iwagakure might not even have ninjas to patrol the border, and that would be the end of it.

Having made up his mind, Huang Tu said:

"Let's first..."

Before he could even utter the words to retreat, a blazing light came from afar, overwhelming the sky and the earth, choking back his prepared words.

Then, a ball of energy brighter than the five-tailed beast ball pierced the sky, bringing with it a buzzing sound like that from hell, engulfing all matter in its passage.

Huang Tu couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Now, he didn't know if the old man could hold on.

After a moment, he finally made up his mind.

"Gather the Shadow Guard members who can still move, and follow me to support the Tsuchikage-sama!"