Simu's unrestrained laughter immediately resounded across the entire battlefield.
He stood on top of the tallest peak, with his arms outstretched and a smile on his face.
The incoming Iwa Shinobi froze for a moment, with a look of fear on their faces.
"T-That's him… the legendary Golden Flash, Hanyu Simu!"
A man who single-handedly stole Iwa's two tailed beasts.
The mere presence of Simu has dealt a severe blow to Iwa Shinobi's morale.
"Snap out of it! We outnumber Konoha, there's nothing to fear!"
Finally, Iwa Shinobi reacted and said loudly.
And they get the upper hand, changing the terrain on a massive scale using Earth Style ninjutsu.
In this terrain, the greatest strength of Iwa Shinobi can be exerted.
Just as Iwa Shinobi regained his morale, Simu slowly lowered his hands.
Dark red lightning crackled around him.
A crushing force swept across the battlefield like a scarlet storm.
This wasn't the aura of a beast.
It was something far worse—
A natural disaster.
The dark red storm engulfed the battlefield, sending a wave of dread crashing into the hearts of every Iwa Shinobi.
The Iwa Shinobi who had tried to rally his comrades was the first to fall.
His face turned pale, his legs trembled, and in the next moment, his eyes rolled back as he collapsed.
In just a split second, half of the thousand-strong underground force had fainted—leaving only five hundred still standing.
"What… what kind of power is this…?"
Even Konoha's own shinobi couldn't help but be awed by Simu's overwhelming presence.
Those who had fought alongside him before exchanged knowing glances—this was nothing new to them.
Simu's lips curled into a smirk as his chakra surged wildly.
"Next…"
He pressed his hand to the ground.
"Summoning Technique!"
Four massive summoning circles appeared across the battlefield.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With four thunderous impacts, huge figures emerged, shaking the earth beneath them.
A big cat surrounded by faint blue flames.
Two tails Matatabi!
It has four octopus-like tentacles-like tails and is covered in red fur. It is a ferocious giant ape.
Four Tails, Son Goku!
A pure white beast, its body steaming with raw power, with two massive horns as hard as steel—
Five Tails, Kokuō!
And finally, a colossal, squishy slug with two long tentacles atop its head—
Katsuyu Sage!
"Simu Sama."
Matatabi greeted respectfully, its blazing eyes scanning the battlefield.
Its gaze locked onto the stunned Iwa Shinobi.
"Iwa Shinobi again?"
The last time Matatabi had fought alongside Simu, they had crushed Iwa Shinobi—taming both Four-Tails and Five-Tails in the process.
Now, it seemed history was repeating itself.
"Boy, I was sleeping so well..."
Son Goku grumbled, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder.
Gazing into the distance, a cold voice murmured:
"Huh? I sense an unpleasant presence..."
As former weapons of Iwa Shinobi, both Four-Tails and Five-Tails had spent years sealed away—forced to endure the glares and hostility of Iwagakure's villagers alongside their Jinchūriki.
It was no surprise that they harbored deep resentment toward Iwa Shinobi.
Standing atop Katsuyu's head, Simu spoke calmly:
"Four-Tails, Five-Tails—I'll leave the Iwa Shinobi forces to you."
A cruel grin spread across Four-Tails' face.
"You picked the right beast for the job, kid."
With a thunderous stomp, its powerful feet left a deep crater in the ground before it shot forward like a cannonball, charging straight into the advancing Iwa Shinobi troops.
Five-Tails, Kokuō, gave Simu a firm nod.
"Consider the Iwa Shinobi unit taken care of."
Its five snow-white tails swayed as high-pressure steam erupted from its body, boosting its speed several times over in an instant.
A few kilometers away, the Iwa Shinobi troops stood tense.
Beside the commanding general, the scout ninja's face twisted in shock.
"This presence... it's—"
"Four-Tails and Five-Tails!"
The sensory ninja's voice trembled.
"They're heading straight for us!"
The general's expression darkened. He never imagined that Four-Tails and Five-Tails would actually submit to Hanyu Simu.
Even the Third Tsuchikage couldn't make them obey...
"They're here!"
Before his words even settled, a crimson fireball hurtled from the sky like a meteor.
"Enemy attack!"
A wave of Earth-Style ninjas immediately rushed forward, weaving hand signs to counter the incoming devastation.
The ground shifted instantly as countless rock formations shot up.
A massive stone pillar surged toward the red figure descending from the sky.
Son Gokū spread his four tails, a look of disdain flashing across his blue-faced, fanged expression.
With a deep breath, his mouth opened wide—molten lava gushed out, cascading toward the Iwa Shinobi troops like a volcanic eruption.
The intense heat devoured the moisture in the air, leaving white steam curling above the searing magma.
As it crashed onto the rising stone pillar, the extreme temperature melted the rock instantly.
Four-Tails landed with a thunderous impact.
The already fragile pillar collapsed, sending shards of molten rock flying like deadly projectiles into the Iwa Shinobi ranks.
A blazing red glow streaked across the night sky—as if a volcano had erupted in the middle of the battlefield.
"Get out!"
The main general shouted, and the Iwa Shinobi scattered in panic.
With a thunderous crash, Four-Tails landed, shaking the battlefield.
His massive tails swung violently, shattering the ground—earthquakes rippled outward, sending countless ninjas flying.
Many were crushed instantly under the sheer force.
"Damn Iwa brats!" Four-Tails growled, his fury distorting his already fearsome face.
"Now it's your turn to feel the pain!"
Years of captivity, abuse, and rage boiled over.
Tonight, he was finally free to unleash his wrath.
"Damn it! They're using Four-Tails against us?"
The general gritted his teeth.
Four-Tails, once their greatest weapon, was now their worst nightmare.
Just as he prepared to rally his troops to seal it away—
A panicked shout cut through the battlefield.
"It's Five-Tails!"
The general whipped his head around.
In the distance, a huge white horse charged forward, shrouded in thick steam.
Though far away, Five-Tails was closing in fast—especially when charging, its speed was terrifying.
The Iwa Shinobi reacted quickly, raising countless earthen walls in an attempt to stop it.
But Five-Tails was like an unstoppable locomotive.
Steam blasted backward, propelling it even faster.
Then, with its massive, reinforced horns, it lowered its head and rammed straight through the earthen walls—
Like a living avalanche, its sheer force rivaled that of a mountain crashing down.
The moment it collided, an explosion of cracks spread through the rock.
Superheated steam erupted, and in an instant—
The entire mountain range shattered.
Only after the destruction settled did Five-Tails finally begin to slow down...
And then—it came to a stop.
Immediately after, under the stunned gazes of everyone—
A sharp, piercing siren echoed through the battlefield.
Thick steam erupted from Five-Tails, spreading in all directions, engulfing the surrounding Iwa Shinobi.
There was no escape.
The searing heat made the trapped ninjas scream in agony.
Their skin scorched instantly, turning them into charred corpses.
The surviving Iwa Shinobi stood frozen in horror, faces pale with disbelief.
"H-How are we supposed to fight two Tailed Beasts…?"
Some swallowed hard, their confidence crumbling.
Just as morale plummeted, a figure suddenly flashed beside Five-Tails—
Boom!
A fist struck its massive white body, releasing a shockwave that sent the colossal beast crashing to the ground.
"It's just two Tailed Beasts! For the glory of Iwa Shinobi!"
The Iwa General roared, seizing the moment to rally his troops.
The remaining Iwa Shinobi quickly regained their fighting spirit—
After all, there were still five thousand of them.
Even two Tailed Beasts are enough to overwhelm them.
"Just two Tailed Beasts?"
A calm, feminine voice echoed.
At some point, Two-Tails had entered the battlefield.
Around her, dozens of blue fireballs floated, burning silently in the air.
The Iwa Shinobi stared in disbelief as the fireballs twisted unpredictably through the battlefield—
Then they exploded.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A chain of fiery detonations engulfed the Iwa forces.
Countless ninjas were consumed in the blue inferno.
Several kilometers away—
Simu stood atop Katsuyu, observing the chaos below.
"Katsuyu, protect the Konoha forces."
"Understood. Leave it to me."
Katsuyu Sage's voice remained gentle and calm, as always.
In an instant, her massive body split into countless tiny clones—
They swiftly moved through the battlefield, attaching themselves to every Konoha ninja.
The warriors of Konoha were used to this sight.
With Katsuyu's aid, as long as they weren't instantly killed, they had a chance to survive.
The Konoha Shinobi's eyes burned with fighting spirit.
They weren't afraid to trade blows—after all, Katsuyu Sage was there to heal them.
Meanwhile, their enemies had barely any medical support.
With the increase of the blue dragon fruit to his physique, Simu's Chakra amount at this time has reached a terrifying level.
Even if Summoning produces three tailed beasts and Katsuyu Sage, it is not a problem.
"The Iwa Shinobi here are no longer a threat. Konoha can handle them."
Seeing the one-sided battle situation, Simu set his sights on the Sand Shinobi troops with a total of 6,000 people.
Observation Haki was firmly locked on the leader, Scorch Style Pakura.
"This is my battlefield." Pakura seemed to sense the killing intent from afar.
Her body tensed, ready for battle.
Simu's body swells slightly, Azure dragon scales spread across his skin.
His claws extended, crackling with raw power.
At his fingertips, countless beams of light began to gather.
"Sage Art: Yasakani no Magatama."
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TO BE CONTINUED
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