indianbanksassociation Four Hundred And Eighth Chapter: War!
Four Hundred And Eighth Chapter: War!
frontal battlefield.
Wars led by Madara are often extreme.
Maybe it's disdain to use any tactics.
Or maybe they didn't plan to fight any protracted battle at all. When the ocean composed entirely of White Zetsu faced the Ninja Alliance, the scene was shocking enough.
Not to mention the united ninja coalition army, it was not defeated in the first time.
On the contrary, the enemies of the same color made the running-in between the ninja coalition forces much faster.
A high-risk occupation such as a ninja is good at assassination... In bloody battles on the frontal battlefield, there is always no such thrill of punching to the flesh.
In the face of this disorganized White Zetsu Legion, which is basically a war machine, the direction of the coalition forces has not changed.
Encirclement, gradually began.
And in this battlefield.
A figure of "Zero Eight Zero" is so eye-catching... He moved forward in a straight state, setting off a lot of ninjas along the way, even White Zetsu was no exception.
This kind of indiscriminate attack kept the figure's forward speed at a terrifying state.
It doesn't take a moment.
This figure also came to the center of the battlefield - a mountain peak that was cut into a pillar.
"If it were back then, only the Uchiha clan would have slaughtered the so-called coalition forces."
It was Madara who spoke.
He was condescending, examining with disdain at the same time.
They've done a great job... Madara.
"After all, this is not that era, just a group of greenhouse flowers..."
Black Zetsu popped up.
His evaluation of this war is not too high... In fact, since the death of Senju Hashirama, the overall strength of the ninja world has also dropped a lot
this is the truth……………
A generation of ninjas is no better than a generation.
Even if a peaceful environment can produce more ninjas, it's only a change in quantity......
"So, they have no need to survive."
In Madara's words, there is a coldness in the disdain.
"If there is no common enemy, they can only kill each other."
"It's ridiculous..."
During the conversation.
Madara looked through the battlefield, facing the rear of the coalition forces from afar.
There.
A few more powerful ants are standing there......
"Before the official start, let's practice with them first?"
Black Zetsu smiled sullenly, feeling himself sinking into Madara's body.
The plan is about to succeed.
So far only Nine Tails Jinchūriki is left......and if Madara is willing, the two go-hidden brothers from Orochimaru Impure World Reincarnation are barely enough.
Mother's resurrection is about to begin...
However.
The millennium plan is about to be completed, but Black Zetsu finds that he doesn't seem to be happy.
It shouldn't be like this. He has paid so much for this moment. Seeing that the plan is about to be completed, he should be happy.
RE......
The younger sister who should share the joy with him and welcome his mother......
gone.
I hope she will not run around and come back when the mother descends on Madara.
Black Zetsu thought so.
Madara, on the other hand, was sitting directly on the mountain. Some ninjas tried to launch an attack, but he directly took them down.
Or a look, or grabbing a blade to fight back, or turning a hand into a knife one by one.
It didn't take long before this mountain peak became a dead zone
Madara is waiting.
Waiting for the challenger to come.
Although it doesn't take much effort to kill it directly......
"That's Uchiha Madara?!"
Terumi Mei, who had spotted Madara's figure a long time ago, was a little startled.
Even if they are far away, she can still feel the depressing momentum!
"I'm afraid . . . yes."
"Unmistakably, it's Uchiha Madara."
Onoki's face was equally gloomy.
"The old man has seen Uchiha Madara before... This aura is definitely him.
There was still some reminiscence in Ohnoki's eyes.
But that is obviously not such a good memory... Even, it is not an exaggeration to describe it with shadows.
After so many years.
No matter how hardened Onoki's state of mind is, when faced with this previous nightmare, he still couldn't help but panic...
"That's why we're here, folks..."
Taking a step forward, his eyes also looked directly at the figure through the battlefield.
Itachi, who has mastered the "immortal art", stood up again.
Only this time, the eyes of the people around him were no longer questioning or dissatisfied.
"All the sacrifices are just to send back the enemy that shouldn't exist here."
"Everyone...it's time."
Itachi said, and nodded to a ninja next to him.
The ninja understood instantly... A few moments later, he came to the ninja who was in charge of the communication, and after whispering a few times, orders were sent out one after another.
It doesn't take a moment.
On the crowded battlefield, the side belonging to the ninja alliance independently separated a path.
The war continued, and even became more intense, faintly turning into a white-hot phenomenon.
And those few beings representing the highest combat power of their respective Ninja Villages went straight to Madara!
RE......
Chiyo of Sand Shinobi is the future.
Everyone knows it.
The puppet art that Chiyo is good at basically has no effect in front of Madara.
Madara, who was watching all this, raised her eyelids slightly. 2.9
He twisted his neck and grinned.
"Shall we start?"
No one answered him.
No one could even hear his words... His voice echoed in the air, but his figure rushed into the Ninja Alliance like a cannonball!
One, two, five ten!
Wherever it goes, nothing can stand against Madara even for a second!
Severely injured and comatose, severe neck twisted, heart pierced, straight dead!
When a ninja plucked up his courage, burst out with the greatest potential in his life, and finally sent the knife to Madara.
His chest has already been pierced... His eyes are wide open, and the consciousness that has just arisen has been replaced by fear!
Responding to him was Madara's query.
"Do you want to dance too?!"