"Repair—"
As the wielder of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, Uchiha Fugaku's ocular power was immense.As one who possessed chakra on the level of a tailed beast, his chakra reserves were equally vast.
Massive amounts of ocular power and chakra surged into his Susanoo, instantly repairing its shattered shield.
Boom!
The descending blue pillar of light was once again blocked, failing to harm Fugaku within his Susanoo.
"What a tremendous amount of chakra!"
Nagato's eyes widened in shock as he watched the shield regenerate in an instant. He wasn't surprised that Fugaku's ocular power was vast—that much was expected of someone with the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.But for Fugaku's chakra to be so immense—perhaps even greater than his own—that was truly beyond expectation.
Relying on his overwhelming chakra and ocular power, Fugaku had instantly restored his Susanoo's shield, erasing the advantage Nagato had just established.
Though the earlier battle seemed to place Nagato in control, pressing Fugaku back with consecutive attacks, in truth, he had already fallen into Fugaku's calculations.
From the very beginning, Fugaku's plan had been to exhaust his chakra, gambling on his superior reserves to win in a battle of attrition.
"Hmph!"
Realizing that continuing this way would only harm him, Nagato let out a cold snort.
Whoosh—
His mechanical arm retracted, and with Shinra Tensei, he shot forward like a cannonball toward the towering Susanoo.
Swoosh—
Sensing danger as Nagato closed in, Fugaku instinctively pulled Susanoo back to maintain distance, swinging its massive black blade to cut off Nagato's approach.
Shhh!Boosted by Shinra Tensei, Nagato's speed was terrifying. Even black light slashes moving at multiple times the speed of sound failed to lock onto him.
He weaved through the air, evading the massive blade, and continued rushing straight toward Susanoo.
Though Fugaku kept retreating, his Susanoo's pace couldn't match Nagato's approach. He was rapidly closing the distance.
Finally, Nagato reached Susanoo.
"Fūinjutsu: Absorption Seal!"
He unleashed the sealing technique.
The towering, hundred-meter Susanoo twisted and crumbled like ice beneath the sun, vanishing in an instant.
Deprived of Susanoo's protection, Fugaku plummeted from the sky.
"Shinra Tensei!"
Nagato sneered as he raised his hands, preparing to crush the falling Fugaku.
But at that moment, Fugaku's eyes spun rapidly—
In the blink of an eye, his falling figure vanished, reappearing behind Nagato.
"Shikotsumyaku: Bone Spear!"
White bone spiraled around his arm, forming a massive drill-like spear over ten meters long, thrusting straight toward Nagato.
Boom!
Nagato was smashed into the earth like a meteor, carving a massive crater into the ground.
Thanks to Shinra Tensei's protection, he was uninjured.
Climbing back to his feet, Nagato's eyes turned cold as he glared at Fugaku, who had just appeared behind him using what looked like space-time ninjutsu.
"Genjutsu Release!"
The world around him shattered. Both the illusory Fugaku and the false battlefield dissolved away.
Of course, Fugaku never had space-time ninjutsu—Nagato had simply been ensnared in Fugaku's genjutsu.
But with the Rinnegan, a power surpassing the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, Nagato quickly realized it and broke free.
In the real world, Nagato once again raised his hands at Fugaku, preparing to unleash a fatal Shinra Tensei.
Yet in that moment, his body suddenly froze, caught in hesitation.
Fugaku seized the opportunity, rolling through the air and landing steadily on the ground.
"Shinra Tensei!"
Breaking free from the genjutsu completely, Nagato unleashed his repulsive force once more.
A tidal wave of crushing force surged toward Fugaku.
"Shikotsumyaku: Bone Forest!"
Now with a brief chance to breathe, Fugaku pressed his hand to the ground.
Crack, crack, crack!Giant trees of white bone erupted upward, forming an entire bone forest that shielded him within.
The violent repulsion slammed into the forest, toppling vast swathes of bone trees.
Yet the forest gradually absorbed the force, dissipating Shinra Tensei's devastating power until nothing remained—successfully blocking a super-Kage-level strike.
…
"Useless. None of your jutsu can touch me."
Uchiha Obito spoke with a mocking calm as he toyed with the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa.
His body was unscathed—his clothes not even scratched.
By contrast, Rasa was battered and bleeding, his robes of the Kazekage stained crimson.
"Magnet Release: Golden Sand Burial!"
With a grim expression, Rasa summoned a mountain of glittering gold dust that buried Obito beneath its crushing weight.
But a heartbeat later, Obito walked out, completely unharmed.
"The One-Tails' jinchūriki has already been captured. Sunagakure is no longer of interest to Akatsuki.
Originally, you could have lived—at least for a few more years. But you chose poorly… allying the Five Great Villages against us."
Behind the mask, Obito smirked coldly, advancing step by step.
Though cornered, Rasa's expression showed no despair. Instead, his voice was cutting.
"You think we Five Great Villages would truly come unprepared, knowing Akatsuki might strike?"
"Preparation? What preparation could you possibly—"
Obito sneered, dismissing it as empty bluff.
"Raikiri!"
Suddenly, a figure burst up from underground, his hand wreathed in raging lightning, a blade of pure thunder that slashed toward Obito with frightening speed.
It was Hatake Kakashi—who should not have been here, but was.
"You—why are you here?!"
Obito's eyes widened as he phased through the strike, stunned to see Kakashi.
And then—
"White Secret Technique: Chikamatsu's Ten Puppets!"
An elderly woman erupted from the earth, controlling ten master-crafted puppets with her fingers.
It was Chiyo of Sunagakure, the legendary puppet master.
Just as Rasa said—the Five Villages had prepared for this. Their strongest shinobi had already taken position near the Iron Fortress, waiting in ambush.
The so-called Five Kage Summit… was a trap. A trap for Akatsuki.
"A trap…?"
Obito's face darkened beneath his mask. Now it was undeniable—the entire Summit had been bait.
He glanced around at the other battlefields:
The Fourth Raikage fought Hiruko—joined by a tall man with sunglasses, seven blades strapped to his back, rapping as he fought. Killer Bee, the Eight-Tails' jinchūriki.
Deidara faced the Third Tsuchikage, when another warrior appeared—a bearded man in Iwagakure garb. It was Kurotsuchi's father, Kitsuchi, a near-Kage-level powerhouse.
Zetsu clashed with the Fourth Mizukage, only for a dual-blade wielder to arrive—Hōzuki Mangetsu, one of the last surviving members of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.
Konan fought Mifune, when yet another intruder emerged—his headband marked with "oil." It was none other than Jiraiya of the Legendary Sannin.
"Yes… a trap!"
Chiyo spat the words, glaring murderously at Obito."Akatsuki—you will perish here today!"
…
"Shikotsumyaku: White Bone Dragon Fang!"
Recovering from Shinra Tensei, Fugaku formed another seal, transforming his Bone Forest.
The bone trees twisted and merged, becoming monstrous dragons, their bodies lined with spikes, their jaws opening wide as they lunged at Nagato in the sky.
Over the years, Fugaku had not only perfected the Bone Forest—he had created other super-Kage-level techniques of the Shikotsumyaku. The White Bone Dragon Fang was one of them.
"Asura Path: Barrage!"
Nagato's eyes narrowed as mechanical arms unfolded from his shoulders, firing a storm of missiles.
The bone dragons weaved through the air, evading the first barrage and pressing their assault.
But the missiles curved mid-flight—guided, relentless—slamming into the dragons.
Boom, boom, boom!
One after another, bone dragon torsos exploded apart—decapitated.
Yet with Fugaku's unending chakra pouring in, their bodies regenerated, growing anew to continue the attack.
That was the terror of White Bone Dragon Fang: so long as Fugaku's chakra endured, the assault would never stop.
And with tailed beast-level reserves—augmented by his Yin Seal—it could last indefinitely.
"As long as his chakra flows, this jutsu will not end…"
Within moments, Nagato had understood the technique's nature. If this continued, he would fall into Fugaku's trap—an endless war of attrition.
His gaze hardened.
"Chibaku Tensei!"
Hum—
A black sphere formed in his hand and shot into the sky.
Instantly, a cataclysmic pull spread outward, dragging everything toward it.
The bone dragons, torn apart by the overwhelming force, were consumed by the black orb.
The ruins of the Iron Fortress were ripped from the earth and hurled skyward.
It was the end of the world made real.
Everything—trees, stone, even the rooted Bone Forest—was torn from the ground and pulled into the heavens.
And within it all, Uchiha Fugaku himself was dragged upward, his body helplessly caught in the gravitational pull.