"Heh… using a Genjutsu to force world peace? That's nothing but a hollow fantasy."
Sasuke's voice dripped with contempt.
He was no longer the impulsive youth of the original timeline—the one who charged blindly and ate defeat after defeat.
If the entire shinobi world were trapped in an illusion, then within decades humanity would stagnate, collapse, and eventually disappear.
This so-called peace would be the quiet extinction of mankind.
To Sasuke, the Masked Man before him was simply mad.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
Sasuke exhaled a massive fireball, the flames roaring forward. He had refined this jutsu far beyond its basic form—its power now rivaled an A-rank Fire Release technique.
Obito didn't even flinch.
He swung the Uchiha Gunbai from his back, fanning once. The massive fireball scattered and died instantly.
"Madara—stop this!"
Senju Hashirama burst into action, hands clapping together as Wood Release surged from the earth. The First Hokage moved with absolute conviction—no hesitation, no restraint.
To most shinobi, Hashirama was an unbeatable force. In every legend, it was said that he had crushed Madara and stood as the unrivaled God of Shinobi.
But the moment the wooden branches rushed forward—
Obito calmly extended one hand.
The Wood Release chakra vanished the instant he touched it.
Without Sage Mode enhancing Hashirama, the jutsu's vitality evaporated, the wood collapsing into lifeless timber that crumbled on the battlefield.
As Sasuke and Hashirama launched their attacks, countless shinobi followed, unleashing a barrage of ninjutsu from every direction.
Yet in front of the Rinnegan, it was futile.
Each technique was consumed by Obito's chakra absorption.
Unlike Madara, who enjoyed toying with shinobi, Obito had no interest in wasting time. He was simply waiting—waiting for the Ten-Tails' full resurrection.
But not all attacks were ninjutsu.
Blows from martial artists struck the Ten-Tails' body, causing the massive beast to roar.
"Energy distinct from chakra… similar to life force, but not exactly. Is this what they call martial arts?"
Obito wasn't ignorant of the rising trend. Martial arts had spread widely in the current era.
Especially in the Land of Iron, where samurai culture had always resisted chakra.
The rise of martial arts had provided samurai—and many chakra-inept individuals—a new path of strength.
It was still a young discipline, far from rivaling ninjutsu, but its presence was undeniable.
"Interesting. Very well… let me show you the Ten-Tails' true power. Think of it as a little entertainment before peace arrives."
Obito pressed a hand onto the Ten-Tails' hide.
A complex formula flared beneath his palm—he still held full control over the beast.
The Ten-Tails released a thunderous roar. Shockwaves tore across the battlefield as its massive body rose.
Its grotesque, wooden appearance pulsed with monstrous energy, and as more tailed beast chakra fused into it, its form sharpened, gaining terrifying vitality.
With a single leap, the Ten-Tails slammed into the ranks of shinobi and opened its immense maw. Chakra surged violently—
—lightning rained from the heavens.
"Everyone, brace yourselves!"
The Five Kage, Hashirama, and numerous elite shinobi sprang into action.
This level of power was beyond what ordinary shinobi could ever withstand.
Boom! Boom! BOOM!
Explosions thundered across the battlefield.
Those quick enough formed defensive hand signs; those who weren't… were engulfed, charred black in an instant.
Kakashi, Might Guy, and other elite jōnin rushed through the chaos, pulling fellow shinobi out of harm's way and throwing up defenses where they could.
"Is this thing even a creature?!"
The Ten-Tails' attack had already surpassed the destructive output of any Tailed Beast. And this was only its basic assault.
Shinobi scattered in every direction as the monstrous Gedo Statue form swung its giant arm horizontally, forcing the entire force to dodge.
Then, finally—
—counterattacks formed.
"Earth Release: Great Earth Core!"
Ninja from Iwagakure slammed their hands onto the ground, launching their counter-ninjutsu.
"Wind Release: Violent Air Current Dance!"
Wind-style shinobi from Sunagakure unleashed slicing gales toward the Ten-Tails.
"Lightning Release: Lightning Pillar!"
Kumogakure shinobi followed up with bolts of pure lightning.
Against the Ten-Tails, ordinary ninjutsu barely registered—it was like flicking a mountain. Only large-scale, coordinated attacks carried any hope of slowing it.
One after another, villages unleashed their signature techniques.
"Fire Release: Great Flame Technique!!!"
A torrent of ninjutsu slammed into the Ten-Tails.
Explosions boomed, fire and smoke swallowed the battlefield, and the air stank of gunpowder.
But when the dust finally thinned—
—the Ten-Tails stood unscathed.
It let out an earth-shaking roar, more irritated than injured, like it had merely been bitten by insects.
ROOOAR!!!
A shockwave erupted outward, a violent aura that rippled through the entire battlefield.
This Ten-Tails—though still a pseudo-complete form—was already stronger than the creature from the original timeline. Its chakra, its vitality, its rage… everything had grown monstrously amplified.
Its maw opened.
A massive chakra dragon erupted forth, devouring everything in its path.
"Spread out! Don't stay clustered!!"
Hashirama's command boomed across the battlefield. He flashed forward and materialized directly before the Ten-Tails.
"Wood Release: Wood Golem Technique!!!"
At the same moment, Hashirama activated Sage Mode. Without it, he wouldn't stand a chance.
A towering wooden giant manifested, nearly matching the Ten-Tails in size. It drew back its fist and punched with world-shaking force.
The Ten-Tails struck back.
BOOM!!!
The Wood Golem was sent crashing into the ground in a single blow.
This was the same Wood Golem that could grapple with a fully armored Susanoo—yet in front of the Ten-Tails, it was swatted aside like a toy.
The beast opened its jaws—and a barrage of unpredictable laser-like beams shot out, carving through the battlefield indiscriminately.
"Konoha Strong Whirlwind!!!"
A single figure dashed forward.
"AAAAAH—STRIKE!!!"
A kick slammed into the Ten-Tails' chin, snapping its mouth shut and stopping the beam storm in an instant.
Might Guy landed and gave everyone a thumbs-up, grin blazing.
"Nice one, Guy!"
Kakashi called out with a rare smile.
Then his expression sharpened as his Mangekyō Sharingan locked onto the Ten-Tails.
"If I twist off its head… even with its regeneration, it won't survive."
He muttered under his breath.
"Kamui!!!"
Invisible spatial pressure distorted around the Ten-Tails' skull.
Kakashi grit his teeth as chakra drained rapidly from his body—
—but the Ten-Tails did not budge.
A faint pop, and the distortion collapsed.
Kakashi staggered.
Impossible. His Kamui—known for tearing apart even tailed beasts—had no effect.
The Ten-Tails' body could withstand spatial shredding.
Enraged, the beast charged up a destructive beam, firing straight toward Kakashi.
"Multiple Summoning: Rashōmon!"
Hashirama formed a seal, and colossal demonic gates erupted from the ground, shielding Kakashi from a blast with power equal to a Tailed Beast Bomb.
Meanwhile, the Allied Shinobi Forces swarmed into coordinated action.
The ground shifted into a swamp, binding the Ten-Tails' legs. Massive earth pillars rose from both sides, attempting to crush it.
But—
Crack!
Shatter!
The stone pillars disintegrated instantly. The Ten-Tails remained untouched.
"Lightning Release: Railgun!!!"
Sasuke seized the opening.
A blinding bolt streaked past the battlefield—
—shearing off one of the Ten-Tails' arms. The severed limb dropped, its stump scorched black and smoking.
For the first time—
—the Ten-Tails was visibly injured.
The entire Alliance felt their morale spike like wildfire.