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Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Die in the Dance or Surrender? Choose!



Two days later!

A vast desert near the Land of Wind.

Endless rows of tents stretched across dozens of kilometers of scorching sand.

Thousands of makeshift shelters dotted the landscape, forming a massive encampment. This was the central gathering point of the Allied Shinobi Forces.

At this very moment, almost every ninja village in the world—led by the Four Great Nations—had converged here.

The number of ninjas assembled exceeded one hundred thousand.

Alongside the Four Great Nations of Earth, Water, Lightning, and Wind, several smaller nations—including the Land of Stars (Hoshigakure), Waterfall (Takigakure), Snow (Yukigakure), Iron, Grass (Kusagakure), and more—had also responded to the call.

Together, they formed the largest military force in shinobi history: The Great Ninja Alliance.

Inside the largest tent in the center of camp—the command tent—

Bang!

"Damn it, Madara!!"

Raikage A, the hot-headed leader of the Hidden Cloud, slammed his fist into the table, veins bulging on his muscular arms.

"He actually had the nerve to march his army out first?!"

The intelligence scroll in his hand trembled slightly from his outburst.

According to the latest report, the two so-called "Uchiha Madaras" of Konoha had already mobilized and left two days ago.

By now, they would be just about to reach the battlefield.

"To think he's confident enough to challenge all of us…" Raikage A growled.

"Uchiha Madara… Does he really believe his forces alone can take on the entire ninja world?" asked Mizukage Terumi Mei, the recently appointed leader of the Hidden Mist.

Her voice was calm but laced with warning.

Due to the Fourth Mizukage's death in earlier skirmishes, the young and powerful Terumi Mei had taken over leadership of her village during this critical time.

Her situation was similar to another young leader at the table—

Kazekage Gaara.

After the death of the Fourth Kazekage, the elders of the Hidden Sand had reluctantly but unanimously agreed to place Gaara in charge. Though young and still maturing, Gaara had proven his strength and determination.

And now, at this moment, he sat among the most powerful leaders in the world.

Despite being the youngest among the current Five Kage, Gaara radiated a quiet authority that made people take notice.

"That arrogant bastard Madara has always been like this," muttered Ōnoki, the elderly Tsuchikage of the Hidden Stone, narrowing his eyes.

"No matter how strong he is, can he really stand against all of us?" said the leader of Hoshigakure, the Land of Stars.

Representatives from the other minor nations—Snow, Grass, Iron—were also present, many keeping silent, though clearly deep in thought.

Suddenly, Gaara's calm voice cut through the tension.

"What countermeasures should we develop to deal with these two so-called Uchiha Madaras?"

The room quieted.

The other leaders and Kage turned to look at Gaara, taking note of his calm tone.

Raikage A, ever blunt, scoffed slightly.

"This generation's Kazekage is too young," he muttered.

Gaara didn't even flinch.

"Is the purpose of this meeting to discuss my age?" he asked, level-headed.

Raikage A's expression stiffened, and he let out a low grunt but said nothing more.

Ōnoki, finally collecting his thoughts, slowly leaned forward and spoke in a low tone:

"Konoha is now under the control of two Uchiha Madaras… and the Nine-Tails is under their command."

He paused.

"Our best option is to persuade the remaining Konoha shinobi to abandon them. If they refuse…"

"Then the only course of action is war."

His words fell like a hammer in the silent tent.

The atmosphere grew heavy.

"It's rumored that Uchiha Madara possesses the Rinnegan, the legendary eyes of the Sage of Six Paths," Terumi Mei said with a smirk, but her voice trembled slightly with concern.

"A power of creation and destruction," mused Mifune, the samurai general of the Land of Iron. "It's said the Rinnegan can control life and death."

"Enough!" Raikage A suddenly shouted, slamming his palm on the table once more.

"Don't go worshipping the enemy and lowering our morale!"

"We are the combined strength of the entire shinobi world. Even if there were ten Madaras—we'd still crush them!"

Ōnoki chuckled at Raikage's outburst. "Well said. Morale is important, Lord Raikage."

Terumi Mei grinned and crossed her arms. "Don't worry. The Land of Water has no intention of surrendering."

Gaara nodded. "Then our first step should be to send messengers to the loyal Konoha shinobi. Those who aren't under Madara's influence may still join our cause."

As he spoke, an image flashed in his mind.

Uzumaki Naruto.

Gaara closed his eyes briefly.

'I hope… we don't meet again as enemies.'

But just then—

Whoosh!

A ninja burst into the tent, kneeling immediately with a look of urgency.

"Report! Konoha's army… and Madara… have arrived!"

Everyone turned sharply toward him.

"So fast?!" Terumi Mei's eyes widened slightly.

Ōnoki's expression darkened.

"Prepare for contact!"

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A few miles away…

The desert winds howled as a massive force approached.

Over fifty thousand shinobi and White Zetsu soldiers advanced in a tightly organized formation.

Leading the way were three figures—like gods descending from the heavens.

Leo, Uchiha Madara, and Uchiha Izuna.

The three leaders landed on a raised dune about a kilometer away from the Allied camp.

Each of them had the Sharingan spinning in their eyes.

Their cloaks fluttered in the wind as they surveyed the enemy.

Leo stood at the center, hands calmly crossed in front of him, his lavender Rinnegan shining faintly beneath his bangs.

Madara narrowed his eyes.

"So… this is the resistance of the ninja world."

"They look just as weak as I imagined," Izuna scoffed.

Behind them, the massive army of Konoha and White Zetsu came to a halt, awaiting orders.

At that very moment—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground shook.

From the opposite side, tens of thousands of shinobi poured from the Allied camp—like a tidal wave of ants swarming from a hive.

The tension between the two sides built instantly.

Even at this distance, the killing intent was palpable.

Then—

Roar—!

Eight distinct chakra signatures lit up the battlefield.

The remaining Jinchūriki, each with their respective tailed beast chakra, appeared among the Allied ranks.

Gaara. Killer Bee. Yugito Nii. Roshi. Han. Utakata. Fuu. And the new Two-Tails' host.

They stood united in front of the Allied forces, eyes locked on Madara, Izuna, and Leo.

A powerful silence filled the air.

The world seemed to hold its breath.

And then—

Madara stepped forward.

He activated his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

His voice echoed across the desert like thunder:

"I declare… that the Fourth Great Ninja War begins now."

His eyes gleamed, crimson and eternal.

"So… Die while dancing on my stage…"

"Or surrender…"

"Choose, you insects."

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