The meteorites gathering in the sky above were like death warrants for the ninjas below. Once they fell, they would snatch away everyone's life in an instant. Those on the ground could do nothing but wait helplessly, like powerless children awaiting fate's cruel hand.
Yet deep in their hearts, there was still a glimmer of hope. That hope was Uchiha Haru.
Uchiha Haru had always been unpredictable. In countless crises before, it was on him that others relied to survive. And now, at the most critical moment in the entire history of the ninja world, he stood against a cataclysmic threat: dozens of meteorites, destructive enough to annihilate the entire ninja world.
This threat was not limited to Konoha. Other countries and ninja villages also noticed the tiny black spots dotting the sky. Crowds gathered on streets, pointing upward and discussing nervously what those ominous dots might mean.
Only the truly high-level ninjas who saw those black spots altered their expressions sharply. They understood the terrible significance of those spots. It was a force capable of erasing everything in a heartbeat.
They hastened to report to their superiors, desperate to do something—anything—to stop the coming disaster. But as understanding deepened, a growing sense of powerlessness gripped them.
Through secret intelligence channels, they learned what was unfolding in Konoha—the aerial war that gripped the entire ninja world. The duel between two Uchiha.
Uchiha Haru, the original Uchiha clan prodigy, fought the legendary Uchiha Madara.
This battle had reached its terrifying climax.
Initially, many planned to simply watch and benefit from the chaos. But none expected to be drawn into the disaster unknowingly. Now, hastily, they organized resistance forces, even as they knew it would likely be futile.
When death is imminent, can one simply sit back and wait?
They could not.
They also held out hope that Uchiha Haru could resist this crisis for the sake of the human world.
Looking up to the sky above the Hidden Leaf Village, Uchiha Haru gazed coldly at the increasingly frenzied Uchiha Madara before him.
Once, Madara was a ninja with a sense of justice and a hope for peace. Though he committed many wrongs, his original intentions were good—it was all a result of deception.
But now, Madara was entirely different.
He no longer sought peace but total destruction.
Uchiha Haru did not understand why Madara had changed so drastically, but he no longer cared.
No matter who opposed him, if someone blocked his path, they must be eliminated.
Even Uchiha Madara was no exception.
"Uchiha Madara, do you really think you can wear me down and defeat me like this?" Haru's voice was calm yet commanding.
"You're dreaming!" he continued, eyes blazing with fierce determination.
Madara snorted coldly. A playful, mocking smile flickered across his face.
His preparations were complete. The dozens of meteorites, capable of destroying the entire world in an instant, were about to fall.
Even Uchiha Haru, no matter how strong, could not stop them.
Such power was beyond human capability—even the Sage of the Six Paths could not wield such devastation in life.
Madara was certain of this.
To him, Haru was merely bluffing, desperately putting on a show.
Suddenly, Haru's figure seemed to multiply before Madara's eyes—one clone, two clones... then dozens, nearly a hundred of them appeared in a circle around him.
"Do you really plan to use the Shadow Clone Technique to block these meteorites?" Madara laughed mockingly, utterly dismissive.
Impossible.
Haru's original body could withstand the impact of eight meteorites.
But how fragile were the clones? Their strength paled in comparison.
Was it fantasy to think these clones could stop the falling meteorites?
Madara wanted to see how Haru planned to save the world with such an absurd plan.
He crossed his arms and looked coldly at Haru.
But Haru's face remained calm, expressionless.
Then, all the clones vanished in an instant—only his original body remained.
Yet as the clones disappeared, they had already ascended into the air, performing ninjutsu together.
In the blink of an eye, Susanoo began manifesting around each clone—armor-like spectral warriors encasing them, preparing to withstand the meteorite impacts.
Madara's expression flickered in surprise.
Nearly a hundred clones all performing Susanoo simultaneously?
Uchiha Haru had truly reached an incredible level.
Though Madara himself could also make clones manifest Susanoo, he had only ever managed five or six at most.
Haru was commanding nearly a hundred at once.
The difference was staggering.
He sighed bitterly.
Some in later generations had indeed reached terrifying heights.
But clones and Susanoo? They could never stop those meteorites.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
Madara's Planetary Devastation Jutsu—the Chibaku Tensei—was far too powerful.
He would not underestimate his own technique or his own strength.
The weight and destructive force of those meteorites was beyond estimate.
He refused to believe mere clones and Susanoo could stop them.
On the ground, the ninjas of Konoha and Kirigakure watched in stunned silence as Uchiha Haru summoned dozens of Shadow Clones, each armored by Susanoo.
Such terrifying power was unprecedented in human history.
It was incredible to behold.
But would it be enough to stop the meteorites crashing down?
No one could be sure.
Still, hope blossomed in their hearts.
After all, Uchiha Haru had saved them so many times before.
Maybe—just maybe—it would work this time.
Hope shone bright in their eyes.
They longed to see the scene they imagined become reality.
Uchiha Obito's gaze remained fixed on the sky.
Though it seemed Madara was winning the battle, he felt no exhilaration.
Instead, memories flooded back to his time in Konoha—with his teacher Namikaze Minato, teammate Kakashi Hatake, and Rin.
Those days had been happy, peaceful, and comfortable.
But now, everything was gone.
Rin was no longer alive.
Everything had changed.
He once hated the whole world because of this incident.
But now, as he watched the world he hated teeter on the brink of destruction, something inside him dulled, and he felt strangely numb.
He remembered the boy who once dreamed of becoming Hokage.
And now, what he was doing — was this truly what he wanted?
Destroy everything.
Destroy the village and comrades he once cherished.
Was it really worth it?
Uchiha Obito's heart was lost in a daze.
On the other side, Sarutobi Hiruzen's face was etched with a complex expression.
He never imagined things would spiral this far.
Uchiha Madara actually wielded the power to destroy the entire world.
And now, he was doing exactly that.
If Uchiha Madara succeeded in annihilating everything, all the wrongs he had committed, even if no one ever learned of them, would be buried forever.
But if the person was gone, what meaning did his deeds hold?
No! This cannot be allowed!
Absolutely not!
Yet he was powerless.
Because now, his body was controlled by the Edo Tensei.
Everything he did had to obey the will of the Reanimation Technique.
Disobedience was impossible.
Nagato's gaze drifted blankly into the distance, his expression slipping into madness.
This kind of power was truly overwhelming.
In the beginning, he could only destroy Konoha at most.
But Uchiha Madara was now destroying the entire world.
This was the way the world would come to feel true pain.
Only when people understand real pain can they comprehend the true meaning of peace.
To understand pain was to understand peace.
He would finally obtain what he had long sought.
But for some reason...
Yahiko's image suddenly echoed in his mind.
He wondered if Yahiko were alive now, would he allow Uchiha Madara to do this?
For a moment, Nagato's expression froze — the madness receded, clarity returned.
At one corner of the battlefield, Orochimaru stared blankly at the sky.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Yes.
He wished to destroy the Hidden Leaf Village because he despised the corruption within Konoha.
But that did not mean he wanted to destroy the whole world.
If the world were to fall, what would be the purpose of his existence?
The situation had far exceeded his expectations.
His brow furrowed tightly.
For a moment, he was at a loss.
That was Uchiha Madara — the legendary ninja.
Who in the world could stop him now, besides Uchiha Haru?
Behind him, the Akatsuki members watched quietly, their faces blank with shock.
What they sought was true peace, not total annihilation.
This was completely contrary to their philosophy.
But things had escalated beyond their control.
It was no longer theirs to decide.
Only Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage standing beside Orochimaru, held a grave expression.
To continue existing in this world under the control of Edo Tensei, and to contribute something to the ninja world, he had kept himself hidden all this time.
But now, the world had reached its most critical moment.
If he chose to remain alive now, the entire world would be destroyed.
How could he care about staying hidden?
He ceased hiding and unleashed ninjutsu, ascending toward the sky.
Orochimaru's expression shifted as Hashirama disappeared.
It turned out he had long been able to increase the restrictions of Edo Tensei.
Cold sweat dripped down Orochimaru's back.
Yet, alongside that fear, other thoughts began to form.
It was not that he was powerless.
Though his strength was only Kage-level, not enough alone to turn the tide of war, he commanded many Kage-level and near-Kage-level warriors also reincarnated through Edo Tensei.
The combined power of so many was a force to be reckoned with.
Regardless of the final outcome, he had made his move instead of waiting for death.
Only, the First Hokage was no longer there to guard him.
Yet, the Akatsuki remained.
He wasn't certain if he ordered the reincarnated shinobi to shift allegiance and oppose Uchiha Madara, how the Akatsuki would react.
If he wanted to try his plan, further preparation was necessary.
In Kirigakure, the Hidden Mist Village, the leaders gathered in Room 760, watching the sky above Konoha.
Mei Terumi stood at the forefront.
Behind her were Kirigakure's elders.
When Mei Terumi proposed an alliance with Konoha, many had been reluctant.
They feared it would drag Kirigakure down into chaos.
But now, it was clear this was an event that would impact the entire shinobi world.
Everyone was involved.
The only way to survive this was to confront Uchiha Haru head-on.
He now carried the hope of the world.
At the same time, high-ranking ninjas from various nations stared tensely into the sky.
Their brows furrowed deeply, faces grim with solemnity.
They did not know if Uchiha Haru, standing in the air, could withstand so many meteorites falling simultaneously.
But now, he was their only hope.
Trust was their sole choice.
Though none understood exactly what was unfolding overhead, a suffocating tension gripped everyone.
Each of them knew that what was happening would affect all of them.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, dozens of meteorites began to plummet from the sky.
Uchiha Haru's clone, riding Susanoo, charged toward the largest meteorite first.
The towering Susanoo, tens of meters tall, seemed small compared to the colossal meteorite.
But it was crucial — it represented the hope and survival of all humanity in the ninja world.
The boulder slammed down, smashing directly into the Susanoo carrying the clone, forcing it to fall with no sign of slowing.
Indeed, these clones alone were insufficient to stop the giant meteorites.
The people on the ground watched in horror as their hope faltered.
Could they not escape after all?
Uchiha Madara laughed.
"Uchiha Haru, is this your final gambit?"
"That's all you have? You cannot save their lives!"
He stared intently at Uchiha Haru, eager to see a flicker of panic on his perpetually calm face.
But he was disappointed.
Uchiha Haru's expression remained steady, resolute, full of wisdom.
It seemed he still controlled the situation.
This gave Uchiha Madara an ominous premonition.
Yet, he stubbornly denied it.
Dozens of meteorites capable of destroying everything...
No one could possibly withstand such an onslaught at once.
Not even Uchiha Haru.
Not even if the Sage of Six Paths himself were alive.
He was absolutely confident.
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