Hokage:madara level start

"Choose, you mob!!"

The tension between the two massive forces peaked as Uchiha Madara stood tall, his voice echoing like thunder across the battlefield. Tens of thousands of ninja coalition soldiers stared at him in stunned silence.

Madara, arms folded and standing atop a massive boulder, exuded an aura of absolute dominance. His long, flowing dark hair swayed in the hot desert wind, while the blood-red glow of his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan sent chills down the spines of even the most hardened shinobi warriors.

"Th-That's...!"

"The legendary ninja... Uchiha Madara?!"

"Are those... the Mangekyō Sharingan? So terrifying and beautiful…"

"Such killing intent… It's like his chakra is crushing me from a distance!"

On the other side, the ninja alliance, marked by thousands of "忍" forehead protectors, collectively flinched. The presence of just one man—no, one legend—was overwhelming. Beads of cold sweat formed on many brows, and nervous whispers rippled through the ranks.

Without lifting a finger, Madara had already suppressed their morale with nothing but his aura.

"Is this the power of the man said to have fought the First Hokage?" Terumi Mei murmured as she narrowed her eyes, arms folded, trying to read the enemy's intentions.

"And is it true… there are two Uchiha Madara?" Gaara asked softly, disbelief evident in his tone.

"A mob, huh? You may be legendary, but you're too arrogant for your own good!" Terumi Mei retorted, stepping forward with authority in her voice.

"That's right! Even if you are Madara, you can't take on the entire ninja world alone! We have over a hundred thousand shinobi ready to die fighting!" Onoki bellowed, trying to lift the spirits of his army.

His words had their intended effect.

"Yeah! There are more of us!"

"So what if he's Madara?! We'll fight with our lives!!"

"Together, we're unstoppable!!"

A roar of defiance surged through the allied army. The fear that had gripped their hearts was momentarily overcome by the solidarity of their numbers.

But Madara's expression remained unchanged—icy, dismissive.

"You truly are a mob… and you've made the wrong choice," he said coldly, eyes narrowing.

The air seemed to darken as his Eternal Mangekyō glowed even brighter, releasing waves of invisible, crushing pressure.

"The unification of the ninja world is inevitable. Anyone who stands in my way... will die."

As his voice echoed across the battlefield, another figure stepped forward from the Konoha side—Leo.

Leo, calm and composed, walked past Konoha's defenders—Tsunade, Kakashi, Kurenai, and others silently watching him. His lavender Rinnegan shimmered as he slowly stepped beside Madara.

"If words can't convince you, then we'll speak with our strength. Let despair and terror guide you to the truth... or death," Leo declared, his voice as calm as a blade drawn at dawn.

But just then...

A hand reached out and stopped both Leo and Madara.

They turned back in unison. "Izuna?"

It was Uchiha Izuna.

The resurrected younger brother of Madara stepped forward, wearing a calm but determined smile. His eyes, full of spirit and pride, looked into those of his two older brothers.

"Brothers... let no one else take action today."

"I'll face them all—alone."

Leo and Madara looked at him in surprise.

"Are you sure?" Leo asked, a subtle smile touching his lips.

"You've only recently awakened your new Mangekyō…"

Madara's brows furrowed with concern. "You've just returned. Don't rush into battle recklessly."

But Izuna's eyes gleamed with resolve.

"I'm not weak anymore. I'm not just Madara's brother. Today, I fight not as your shadow—but as Uchiha Izuna!"

Madara paused, then slowly nodded.

"Understood. Just be careful."

"Go show them what a true Uchiha is made of," Leo added.

Izuna offered a short nod before walking past the two. But as he passed them, his calm smile faded. His eyes grew sharp, cold, deadly.

With unwavering steps, he walked forward—toward a sea of 100,000 enemies.

"That brat… does he think he's invincible?" Raikage growled, slamming his fist on the desk beside him.

"What a handsome man. Is he also an Uchiha?" Terumi Mei muttered thoughtfully.

"No girl would like a guy with no manners," said Kurotsuchi, Ohnoki's granddaughter. Then, without hesitation, she formed hand signs.

"Earth Style: Rock Shuriken!"

With a sharp burst of chakra, a jagged rock missile shot out from beneath the sand, hurtling toward Izuna's face.

But Izuna didn't even flinch. He tilted his head slightly—and the rock missed him by a hair.

"Boss, should I go help him?" Deidara asked excitedly, standing next to Leo and Madara.

"No need. Let him have his fun," Leo replied, waving him off.

"Aww, come on... I wanted to show off too," Deidara pouted.

On the opposite side of the battlefield—

"Shi, eliminate him!" Raikage ordered harshly.

"Yes, Lord Raikage!"

Shi, one of Cloud's elite shinobi, burst forward, his blade gleaming as he rushed across the sand, aiming directly for Izuna.

Meanwhile, Killer Bee rapped and danced behind Raikage.

"Let me in, let me in! Yo, I got rhymes and fists to spin!"

"Bee, shut it!!" Raikage roared, slapping his brother's head.

Back on the front line—

Izuna's eyes, glowing with an eerie scarlet light, suddenly transformed.

Mangekyō Sharingan – Bloody Hell!!

With those words, the eyes that had once belonged to a younger brother now became the gateway to a massacre.

Zheng——

As Shi closed the distance to within thirty meters of Izuna—

He suddenly froze in place.

His body stiffened, his breath halted—

And in the blink of an eye:

BANG!!

Shi's body collapsed to the ground with a dull thud.

Dead.

No blood.

No injury.

No cause of death.

He simply... fell.

"Shi!!"

"Shi's down! What happened?!"

Darui, Omoi, and other Cloud shinobi shouted in shock and confusion.

"Bastard! What did you do to him?!" Raikage roared, his eyes burning with rage.

But Izuna didn't answer.

He simply stood still, the desert wind carrying his long dark hair as he looked coldly upon the army ahead.

"What… what just happened?" many coalition ninjas murmured in confusion.

A ripple of unease spread across their ranks.

Kakashi narrowed his eyes. "I couldn't even see it…"

Tsunade clenched her fists. "What did he do to that man?"

Kurenai and Anko stared in stunned silence.

From the Konoha camp, all eyes were now locked on Izuna's back.

"Could that be... a Mangekyō eye technique?" asked one ninja.

At that moment, the oldest voice in the command tent spoke up.

"Yes… I believe so."

It was Onoki, Tsuchikage.

"That attack—it's a Mangekyō Sharingan ability."

"I believe the range is thirty meters. Everyone, remember this: Do not get within thirty meters of that man. If you do, you die."

His voice was grim and clear.

The morale of the ninja coalition, which had surged moments ago, now plunged into uncertainty and dread.

"This… is the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan?" a trembling shinobi whispered.

"So terrifying… Is this what we're up against?"

Back on the Konoha side—

Madara stared at Izuna, expression unreadable.

"That's Izuna's Mangekyō eye technique?"

Leo, watching with intrigue, nodded.

"A technique that can manipulate the temperature of blood in someone's body… It froze that man's blood solid in an instant."

"'Bloody Hell' indeed… a fitting name for something so lethal."

Just moments ago, Shi had died without even a wound on his body.

His entire circulatory system… frozen from within.

Blood. Stilled. Death delivered without a single hand sign.

This was no ordinary ninjutsu.

This was the terrifying truth of Uchiha Izuna's newly awakened Mangekyō Sharingan.

And it was just the beginning.

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