lerbook Chapter 118 How could we possibly defeat a god!
Chapter 118 How could we possibly defeat a god!
At dawn, a thin mist shrouded the eastern border of the Water Kingdom.
Uchiha Sanfeng stood on the edge of the cliff, with Biwa Juzo, Kurosuki Raiga, and Elder Genshi behind him.
The body of the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi, was placed on a wooden frame and covered with a blue shroud, a symbol of Kirigakure.
In the distance, more than 1000 Hidden Mist ninjas stationed at the border stood ready for battle.
News of the fall of Kirigakure and the capital of the Land of Water had been brought by the escaping ninja. At this moment, fear, like icy seawater, spread through the ranks.
They all knew that without the support of the village and the capital, they were nothing more than a helpless and isolated army.
Uchiha Sanfeng slowly raised his hand, signaling the three people behind him to stop.
He took a deep breath, chakra coursing through his throat, and his voice rose instantly: "Ninja of Kirigakure! Look up at what lies before you. Kirigakure has fallen to us, and Yagura Karatachi has been killed! Your resistance will only lead to the deaths of more brothers. Join us and start a new life!"
Ao, a Jonin from Kirigakure, suddenly burst out from the ranks, his gums bleeding from biting so hard, the kunai he gripped gleaming coldly in his hand: "Uchiha Sanpo, even though the Mizukage has perished, the glory of Kirigakure remains! We will fight to the last man, but we will never bow down to Konoha!"
Pipa Juzo frowned, took a half step forward, and whispered, "My lord, these guys have been brainwashed by Yagura Karatachi for years. They still have a brute force in their bones. They haven't seen your power, so they're still clinging to the hope of fighting to the death. Why don't I go and meet them, and make an example of them!"
After he finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his right hand was already on the hilt of his knife.
Uchiha Sanfeng did not turn around, but simply raised his hand again, signaling Biwa Juzo to step back.
His gaze fell upon the Mist Shadow troops ahead, his expression carrying an undeniable authority: "I'm giving you one last chance. Lay down your weapons, submit to me, and I'll forgive your past transgressions; otherwise, this place will be your final resting place."
The Hidden Mist Jonin, Ao, laughed weakly, pointing at Uchiha Mitsumine and shouting, "Arrogant! You think you can scare away my Hidden Mist elite with just a few words? We are ninjas who have been baptized by the Blood Mist! Attack! Use Water Release on them!"
More than a thousand Hidden Mist ninjas formed hand seals in unison. A moment later, a large number of water arrows, water dragons, and water currents surged towards the Uchiha group like a surging ocean wave.
Uchiha Mitsunori slowly closed his eyes, a soft sigh fading into the wind: "What a bunch of brainless idiots, Perfect Susanoo."
A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and the entire sky was instantly dyed orange-red.
A terrifying surge of chakra spread like a tsunami, the ground trembled violently, cracks spread like a spider web from the cliff edge, and boulders tumbled into the abyss.
The Hidden Mist ninjas staggered backward, many falling to the ground as they looked up in horror.
The orange-colored, fully-formed Susanoo, over two hundred meters tall, gently spread its wings, which blotted out the sky, and unleashed a massive hurricane that snapped the surrounding trees in half.
"This...this is Susanoo! Fugaku Uchiha's Susanoo was only about 70 meters long, but the Susanoo of the three Uchiha peaks is over 200 meters long...What's wrong with this world...?"
Ao, a Jonin from Kirigakure, turned deathly pale instantly. His lips trembled, and he could barely stand. He had to lean on the ninja behind him to stay upright.
The kunai in his hand clattered to the ground, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
He then realized that this was not an opponent on the same level at all.
One of the Chunin's legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees, his hands bracing against the ground. His voice was filled with sobs and despair: "This is the power of a god... How could we possibly defeat a god... It's impossible..."
His words were like a pebble, completely shattering the psychological defenses of the other ninjas.
Uchiha Mitsunori slowly opened his eyes, his Mangekyou Sharingan glowing crimson in the crystal, coldly sweeping over the panicked Kirigakure troops below.
His voice was like a divine judgment, each word striking the hearts of the Hidden Mist ninja: "Now, do you understand? Before absolute power, your resistance is meaningless."
He could clearly see the fear in the eyes of the ninjas below, but his heart remained completely unmoved.
To establish a new order, one must first break free from old obsessions.
Ao, a Jonin from Kirigakure, trembled, still trying to say something, but when he felt the oppressive feeling brought by the Susanoo Blade, his last bit of courage completely collapsed.
His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, his grief and anger replaced by despair.
He knew he had lost, lost utterly.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Biwa Juzo, carrying his Executioner's Blade, strode to the front of the battle.
His gaze swept over his former comrades, recognizing many familiar faces. In a deep, powerful voice, he admonished, "Brothers, wake up! This war is long over! Yagura Karatachi betrayed his daimyo for power, slaughtered nobles, and dragged Kirigakure into the abyss of internal strife in the 'Village of Blood Mist.' So many brothers died because of his suspicion! Are we still going to fight to the last man for such a tyrant, only to have our corpses left unburied?"
Black Hoe Raiya followed closely behind, twirling the Rai-katana in his hand, crackling with tiny sparks of electricity, attracting everyone's attention.
Drawing on his own experiences, he cried out, "I witnessed the horrors of Water Seven firsthand. Yagura's men burned, killed, looted, and committed countless atrocities. I also saw how Lord Mimine treated surrendered ninjas. He didn't slaughter prisoners, he didn't harm civilians; he gave us the dignity to live. He gave us a choice, instead of ruling with fear and force like Yagura, making us live like zombies!"
Master Yuan sighed and raised the scepter, a symbol of the authority of the Elder of the Mist, its jewel gleaming in the sunlight.
His aged voice, filled with helplessness and sorrow, carried immense weight: "I've watched Kirigakure descend into this state step by step. Now, Kirigakure exists in name only, and the capital has changed hands. We have no way out. Lay down your weapons, not for anything else, but at least to save your lives and go back to see your families!"
The Hidden Mist ninjas looked at each other, their faces a mixture of fear, hesitation, and struggle.
Some gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with resentment; others looked at their companions, their expressions wavering.
A moment later, a young ninja trembled as he released his grip, and the kunai fell to the ground with a clatter.
This sound seemed to break some kind of balance, and then, the sounds of metal falling to the ground, one after another, echoed incessantly.
Soon, all the more than a thousand border ninjas knelt on one knee and lowered their stubborn heads.
Uchiha Mitsunori watched this scene with a satisfied smile: "Very good. From this day forward, the Land of Water will usher in a new order, an order without fear or internal strife."
Half a month later, in the capital of the Land of Water.
The morning mist had long since dissipated, and the sunlight bathed the earth, casting a warm glow on the rebuilding capital.
On the high platform of the rebuilt Daimyo Mansion, the three peaks of the Uchiha clan stood by the railing, looking down at the bustling scene below.
The craftsmen are working hard to repair the buildings damaged in the coup, and the clanging and hammering sounds can be heard all around.
The surrendered Kirigakure ninjas, under the supervision of Konoha ninjas, skillfully used Water Release techniques to clean up the rubble and bloodstains on the streets. Although they were tired, they no longer showed the fear they once had.
Former mortal enemies are now busy working for a new order in the same world, and a long-lost peace permeates the air.
Uchiha Mitsunori toyed with the newly made jade seal in his hand. The cool touch of the jade spread throughout his body from his fingers, constantly reminding him of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
He knew in his heart that conquering the world was easy, but maintaining it was difficult.
Taking over the Land of Water is only the first step; next, they will face the covetous eyes of the various ninja nations.
Nara Shikaku walked quickly towards them, his footsteps growing louder as he approached.
His forehead was still damp with sweat, and he was slightly out of breath: "Lord Sanfeng, all the messenger hawks have been dispatched, covering the five great powers and their vassal states. At the earliest, all countries will receive your announcement tonight."
Uchiha Mitsunori nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the capital city below: "You've worked hard, Shikaku. Thanks to you for managing the affairs at home these past few days. Go back and rest for a while, and report back to me if you have any news."
Taking over a country is a massive undertaking. He knew that Nara Shikaku had been working tirelessly for several days in a row to prepare the announcement and coordinate with all parties involved.
As night fell and the city lights came on, an announcement from the Land of Water sent shockwaves through the ninja world like never before.
The announcement contained only three points, yet they carried a powerful weight:
First, the traitors of the Land of Water, the Fourth Mizukage Yagura Karatachi and the traitorous ninja of Kirigakure, Suigetsu Hozuki, were executed, Kirigakure was disbanded, and their original territories were directly governed by the Daimyo of the Land of Water.
Secondly, I, Uchiha Sanfeng, having assumed the position of Daimyo of the Land of Water as the Earl of Eizū Island, will implement new laws from this day forward to appease the people.
Thirdly, Konoha Village will be relocated to the Land of Water to become a guardian force of the new regime and jointly maintain peace and stability in the Land of Water.
Inside the palace of the Land of Fire, the atmosphere was somewhat eerie, with many ministers bowing their heads.
The lord slammed his fist on the table and threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.
"Uchiha Mitsume! That ingrate! He actually dared to betray the Land of Fire! He's utterly audacious!"
The lord's roar echoed throughout the palace, causing the candlelight to flicker slightly. The servants around him were so frightened that they knelt down, not daring to breathe.
He never imagined that Konoha, which he had always supported, would do such a treacherous thing.
The minister beside him, trembling, bent down to pick up the memorial, holding it with both hands, his voice shaking: "Your...Your Highness, please calm down. Uchiha Mitsunori was indeed previously appointed Earl of Yizhou Island by the previous Daimyo of the Land of Water. According to the laws of nobility, in the absence of a direct heir, he was indeed qualified to succeed as Daimyo...Moreover, Konoha and the Land of Fire only have a cooperative relationship, not a subordinate one..."
He was halfway through his sentence when he saw the murderous look in the man's eyes, and he quickly shut his mouth.
"Qualifications? What qualifications!"
The lord picked up his scepter and slammed it against the ground, shattering the floor tiles and sending debris flying.
"Konoha is the military pillar of my Land of Fire! How much money do I allocate to them every year? If they leave, our country's defense capabilities will be reduced by half! Thankfully, I took precautions early and established the National Defense Ninja Army. Otherwise, wouldn't the Land of Wind, the Land of Earth, and the Land of Lightning have seized the opportunity to attack?"
He grew angrier as he spoke, his chest heaving violently.
"Immediately issue the order! Summon all the ninja legions of the Land of Fire, and also contact all vassal tribes. Assemble in the capital in three days to prepare for the annihilation of this traitor! I want him to know the consequences of betraying the Land of Fire!"
Unlike the Land of Fire's fury, the other three great nations reacted with an eerie calm.
In the dead of night, secret letters from nobles were quietly passed between countries. The wax-sealed letters were printed with the exclusive family crests, and each one concealed a hidden scheme. At this moment, the undercurrents of the ninja world surged and turbulent.
The secret letter from the daimyo of the Land of Wind was written on specially made parchment, the handwriting carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
"Interesting, truly interesting. With Konoha Village gone, the Fire Country's military strength has been reduced by more than half. Let's see how they can still swagger around among the Five Great Nations. It's truly a case of the wheel of fortune turning. Pass on my orders to closely monitor the movements of the Earth, Lightning, Fire, and Water Nations. We're ready to seize any opportunity to exploit the situation."
As night deepened, the lights of the Daimyo's mansion in the Land of Water remained bright, like a solitary star suspended in the darkness.
Uchiha Mitsunori stood by the window, gazing at the waning moon in the sky.
He knew in his heart that this announcement was just the beginning, and he would personally rewrite the new landscape of the ninja world.