Konoha Elf

"White Zetsu's penetration failed." A figure emerged from the ground. Black Zetsu came to Uchiha Madara's side and said with a solemn expression. Black Zetsu's voice seemed particularly heavy, and there was a trace of unconcealable emotion in his eyes. disappointment.

"How come, even I can't tell the difference between Bai Zetsu's disguise skills?" Uchiha Obito frowned upon hearing this and asked in confusion.

"Naruto, the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki, has mastered the power of the Nine-Tails, and the Nine-Tails has the ability to sense malice. He probably sensed White Zetsu's malice through the Nine-Tails Chakra." Black Zetsu pondered for a moment and explained solemnly.

"Same as Mito, he can sense malice." Uchiha Madara muttered softly, and the appearance of the first Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki Uzumaki Mito appeared in his mind.

"What should we do next?" At this moment, Uchiha Obito's voice suddenly sounded.

"Do you need to call Kisame back?" Black Zetsu raised his head and looked at Uchiha Madara firmly.

"No need, he is the only one who can sneak into that island across the ocean." Uchiha Madara shook his head.

"It's time for the Heretic Golem to appear," Madara Uchiha said.

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The next day

The early morning sunlight shines on the battlefield through the gaps in the leaves, outlining the remnants of the fierce battle last night. The battlefield is still filled with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke. The members of the Ninja Alliance huddled in the trenches reinforced last night, preparing to face the possible coming Enemy attack.

The breeze blew through the treetops, and the leaves made a soft rustling sound, as if telling that the battle last night was history. The faces of the ninjas were still tired from yesterday's battle, but their eyes revealed firmness and determination.

Someone picked up the hot tea before breakfast, and the steam rose, bringing a touch of comfort and warmth.

"Today's breakfast is really rich, hahaha, I need to eat more." Dingci ate the delicious food with a big smile on his face, and the sun shone on his body, making him warm and comfortable.

"Why is there still no movement on the other side?" A Kumogakure jounin chewed soft bread in his mouth, raised his head and looked forward, frowning, he asked doubtfully, his eyes flashing with vigilance.

"Isn't it okay if the enemy doesn't come? Didn't you notice that the headquarters has withdrawn all the chuunin? The opponent's strength must be terrifying." Iwagakure Jonin looked around and noticed that the silence on the battlefield seemed a bit unusual, which made people feel There was a hint of uneasiness and a hint of worry in his voice.

Suddenly, a rapid shout pierced the quiet morning, deafening, echoing on the battlefield like thunder.

A ninja ran from outside the trench, with a look of panic on his face, shouting loudly: "The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming!" His voice was full of fear and despair, as if he was being chased by the God of Death.

The movements of the ninjas paused momentarily amid the shouts, as if time had frozen. The next second they all dropped the food in their hands and clenched their weapons, preparing to deal with possible dangers. Swords, shurikens, and various ninja tools shone coldly in the sun, and every ninja's eyes became solemn.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Continuous ground tremors came from the edge of the battlefield. The tremors on the ground became more and more obvious, as if they were about to crack. The hearts of the ninjas also beat faster. They held their weapons tightly and stared at the edge of the battlefield, waiting for the enemy to appear.

"Is the enemy still White Zetsu? Why is there so much movement?" the Kumogakure ninja asked the scout anxiously, with a hint of uneasiness and doubt in his voice.

"It's not Bai Jue!" The scout's answer was full of fear, and his eyes showed unconcealable horror, making everyone present feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

"What!? Who is that?" The Kumogakure ninjas panicked.

"That...that's...that's..." The scout breathed heavily, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, a look of horror appeared on his face, and his voice was broken.

The ninja coalition exchanged frightened looks with each other. Faced with the scout's silence, the uneasiness in their hearts became more intense.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the sky, and the ground began to tremble violently, as if an irresistible force was approaching.

Dust billows and fills the air, creating a hazy scene. In the mist, a huge figure gradually revealed its outline. Its body was so huge that it exuded a heart-stopping sense of oppression.

"What on earth is that?" The Kumogakure ninjas couldn't help but take a step back, with unconcealable expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Dust was flying on the ground, and as the huge shadow gradually appeared, everyone's hearts seemed to be beating faster. The humanoid monster, which was more than ten meters tall, was like an old statue, its body was withered, as if it had carried the vicissitudes of countless years. The ten pillars standing behind it shone strangely in the sunlight, like eerie will-o'-the-wisps. The nine eyes emitted a sharp light, staring at the ninjas as if they wanted to swallow up their souls.

A thunderous roar resounded across the battlefield, like the roar of a god, shaking everyone's nerves. When all the ninjas heard the deafening roar, they felt as if they had received a heavy blow in their minds, making them dizzy and unable to control themselves. The body seemed to be imprisoned by a huge force, making it difficult to move, as if all hope and courage were swallowed up in this roar. Facing this huge monster in front of them, everyone felt an unspeakable fear and despair.

A Kumogakure ninja trembled with his fingers and tried to hold the sword in his hand, but found that his fingers were cold and stiff, as if they were solidified by ice and snow. His eyes flashed with helplessness and fear. Facing the huge monster in front of him, he felt unprecedented despair. The surrounding Kumogakure ninjas were also frightened. They could not understand where this giant beast came from.

"What...what's going on?" The voices of the Kumogakure ninjas were filled with despair and confusion. They had never faced such a terrifying existence, as if this giant thing was a nightmare that came out of legends.

"How can such a monster exist?" the Konoha ninja said tremblingly, their voices revealing an uncontrollable fear, as if all courage was gone in front of this giant beast.

"We... what should we do?" A young ninja trembled, his eyes filled with despair, as if he had seen the shadow of death.