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Chapter 135 - 93) Akira and others entry into the Fourth Great Ninja War

"Say one more word," Sasuke said quietly, "and I'm throwing both of you into the Ten-Tails' mouth."

Akira raised both hands innocently.

Kakashi pretended to adjust his headband.

But their shoulders continued to tremble.

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On the battlefield, Konoha Rookie 9 and the rest of the allied forces stiffened.

A sudden burst of laughter echoed from above the clouds—loud, clear and unmistakably mocking.

Every head snapped upward.

They hadn't sensed a thing until that very moment.

Akira, Kakashi, Nagato, and Sasuke exchanged glances.

…They were exposed.

Akira sighed and shot Sasuke a sideways glare.

"Nice job. Because of your little Hokage joke, we laughed loud enough to alert an entire world."

Sasuke's eyebrow twitched. "How is that my fault?! You two idiots laughed like hyenas!"

But Akira ignored him and calmly lowered the platform to the ground using controlled gravitational force.

In a few seconds, the four touched down in the middle of the battlefield.

And silence fell.

A deep, uncomfortable, fear-soaked silence.

Even Madara—Madara Uchiha, Ghost of Uchiha, Shura of Ninja world—paused mid-stride, staring at them with a rare expression:

"…Who are these clowns?"

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Meanwhile, the Allied Shinobi Forces collectively died inside.

Because from their perspective—

This war had already crossed every possible limit.

First, they expected to fight Akatsuki—maybe a dozen S-class criminals.

Reasonable.

Then the Akatsuki "somehow" turned into ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND enemies made of plant nightmare goo who could copy their friends appearance and chakra and stab them in their sleep. Tens of thousands of people died.

Just when things seemed hopeless— Naruto Uzumaki's shadow clone arrived and saved them.

Hope returned.

And then—

Edo Tensei revived legends and sent them rampaging across the battlefield.

Great. More death.

They still survived and sealed many of them and released them from the forbidden technique.

Hope returned.

And then—

Dead Kage of each village came and fuc×¢d everyone.

The current Kage of their village came and with the help of everyone they once again sealed the majority of them.

Hope returned.

Then Madara appeared.

They escaped from the battlefield and the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu was undone by a Great man.

Hope returned

Then that fuc+&ng bastard Madara somehow still remained in the real world.

Then Obito appeared with Seven tailed beasts Jinchūriki.

Then the Ten-Tails came and decided the entire world needed to die.

Then—just when things seemed hopeless—the Four Hokage were summoned.

Hope returned.

Life made sense again.

Allied shinobi actually cried tears of joy.

"THE GOD OF SHINOBI IS HERE!"

And then—

Four new unknown monsters descended from the sky.

Two of them had Rinnegan.

Two had Mangekyō active.

All four radiated chakra that made even the Hokage tense.

So now the alliance stared at Akira's group with dead, empty eyes.

Every soldier shared the same thought:

"Are… are these more enemies? Are you kidding? Is this a cosmic prank? Is some celestial being trying to farm our depression for chakra?"

Their inner monologue spiraled into despair:

Rinnegan users before = bad guys.

Nagato? Enemy.

Madara? Catastrophe.

So obviously—

These two new Rinnegan guys? Definitely villains.

Mangekyō users before?

Sasuke and Itachi = traitors.

So these two new Mangekyō users?

Also definitely villains.

Hope shattered. Again.

Some shinobi quietly stepped back, tears building.

Some wondered whether it was too late to fake their own death and lie face-down forever.

Others mentally wrote apology letters to their parents.

And a few broke entirely:

"If you want to kill us, just kill us! Why bring hope then smash it into the dirt every five seconds?! Stop emotionally torturing us!!"

One unlucky shinobi whispered:

"…I just want to go home…"

Another muttered:

"…Mom…"

Someone else genuinely considered stabbing himself in the foot to get medically evacuated.

The entire Allied Shinobi Army collectively questioned their life choices, their future, their dreams, and whether the universe hated them personally.

And amid all this despair?

Akira dusted off his clothes, looked around casually, and said:

"…So… did we arrive at a bad time?"

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'Sasuke, on the other hand, was not in the mood to joke along with Akira's group.

For once in his life, the legendary Indra Reincarnation was genuinely… confused.

Deeply. Painfully. Offensively confused.

Because what he was seeing made absolutely no sense.

He slowly pointed at the four newcomers with the deadpan expression of a man who has watched the world break five times in ten minutes.

"…What… exactly… am I looking at?"

First, there were two Mangekyō users.

Two of them.

One of them looked exactly like him.

Same face, same hair, same aura—

Sasuke Uchiha, Version 2.0

'Sasuke's eyebrow twitched.

Then the other—

Kakashi Hatake, but with both Sharingan AND in full Mangekyō mode.

"Kakashi" stood there casually,as if it was normal for a non Uchiha to possess a pair of Mangekyo Sharingan.

'Sasuke internally screamed:

SINCE WHEN DOES COPY-NINJA KAKASHI HATAKE HAVE BOTH HIS EYES TRANSPLANTED INTO MANGEKYO SHARINGAN!!!!

But the madness didn't end there.

Next: Nagato.

But not the skinny, dead, crippled, depressed Nagato he heard of.

No.

This Nagato stood tall and healthy.

With chakra dense enough to suffocate the atmosphere.

And—most importantly—

he was not Edo Tensei.

Which meant…

he was alive.

Alive alive.

'Sasuke blinked slowly.

But then—

Madara's eyes landed on the fourth guy.

And his confusion evolved into existential dread.

A Rinnegan.

But with Tomoe.

Six Tomoe swirling like a cosmic joke carved into reality.

'Sasuke stared at Akira's eyes for a long, silent, awkward moment.

This wasn't like Madara's Rinnegan.

This wasn't in any textbook, clan lore, or historical reference.

This was something new.

Something unknown.

Something terrifying.

And 'Sasuke—could only point at Akira's face and mutter:

"…What in the name of Indra's broken family tree is THAT?"

The battlefield held its breath.

Allied forces trembled.

The Hokage stared.

Meanwhile Madara slowly folded his arms, glared at the four of them, and declared:

"Alright. I don't know who you are.

I don't know why one of you looks like that brat Sasuke, one looks like an upgraded Hatake brat, one is a rebooted Nagato, and one has… whatever that thing in his eye is supposed to be."

His eyebrow twitched again—twice.

"So――

You explain your own mess."

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