A New Snake In The Shinobi World

The Second Hokage used the Flying Thunder God Technique to take himself and the First Hokage to the western Sand Ninja battlefield.

Despite their doubts about Orochimaru's words, they could sense the seriousness of the war.

As dead men summoned back to this world, there was only so much they could control. For now, their priority was clear: repel the enemies threatening Konoha.

The Flying Thunder God Technique, an advanced version of the Body Flicker Technique, allowed instantaneous teleportation, even without a marked kunai. However, without set marks, the technique required more effort and precision, and its range was limited.

"They really are amazing..."

Watching the two Hokage vanish into the distance, Kushina couldn't help but express her admiration.

During the conversation earlier, she had stayed quiet, fully aware that she was completely out of her depth. Still, seeing the legendary Hokage in person was an unforgettable experience.

Resurrecting the previous Hokage to fight for Konoha?

It sounded impossible, but she had just witnessed it firsthand.

The First Hokage's eccentric, almost carefree attitude had left a deep impression on her. But what stood out even more was the overwhelming power emanating from both of them.

Of course, someone who was even more shaken than Kushina was the Nine-Tails sealed within her.

The Nine-Tails had felt their chakra.

The First Hokage.

The very thought of him nearly made the beast tremble.

If there was anyone the Nine-Tails truly feared, it wasn't the Sage of Six Paths or the reincarnations of his sons, Asura and Indra. No, those figures existed long before the tailed beasts had fully formed.

The two beings it feared most were Uchiha Madara and the First Hokage.

One could bend its will and control its actions. The other could overpower it through sheer force.

Even as the strongest of the nine tailed beasts, in front of those two, it was nothing more than a frightened pet.

But now, sensing that the Hokage were merely reanimated corpses without the same influence as before, the Nine-Tails felt a small sense of relief.

Kushina, unaware of the turmoil within her sealed beast, turned to Orochimaru and asked hesitantly, "Isn't this... amazing? Bringing them back to fight for Konoha?"

Orochimaru's lips curved into a faint, amused smile. "Amazing? Shouldn't it be... evil?"

Kushina hesitated, scratching the back of her head awkwardly.

"Yes, it's an unsettling jutsu," she admitted. "But if it's being used to protect Konoha... then... is it really evil?"

Orochimaru's smile deepened, sensing her internal conflict. "Evil or righteous depends entirely on the wielder and their intent, doesn't it?"

Before Kushina could respond, the ground beneath them began to tremble.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Another coffin emerged, its heavy thuds reverberating in the clearing.

Kushina instinctively tensed up, her earlier awe now replaced with caution.

And then, Orochimaru broke the tension with a sudden and completely unexpected question.

"Kushina, do you know how to cook?"

"...Cook?" She blinked, baffled by the abrupt change in topic. "Why... are you asking that?"

Orochimaru's expression turned playful, the edges of his lips curling into a smirk. "The real show is just beginning, but it's going to be a long one. We can't fight on an empty stomach, can we?"

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Clang!

A blade struck another with fierce precision, the sound ringing out through the chaotic battlefield.

Two figures darted back, each skidding across the uneven terrain.

At first glance, both appeared to be kunoichi, their slender yet powerful frames moving with deadly efficiency.

"Damn you! Just die already!"

One of the figures, a Kumo ninja, roared in frustration before launching another attack.

She moved at lightning speed, her sword creating arcs of gleaming light that streaked toward her opponent.

"Sharingan!!"

A flash of scarlet.

The arcs of light, though impossibly fast, seemed to slow down under the dynamic perception of Mikoto's Sharingan.

With precise timing, she lowered her head, letting the blade pass just over her.

Whoosh!

The attack grazed her, cutting a few strands of her long, dark hair.

Mikoto didn't flinch. Without missing a beat, she swung her own blade upward to counter.

Clang!

The clash of steel rang out again.

"Konoha ninja!" the Kumo ninja sneered. "There's no escape! Surrender now!"

"Over my dead body!" Mikoto spat through gritted teeth, pushing her opponent back with all her strength.

As the Kumo ninja staggered, Mikoto took the opportunity to form seals.

"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"

She inhaled deeply, her chakra surging, and then exhaled a massive ball of flames that roared toward her opponent.

The Kumo ninja barely managed to leap aside, narrowly avoiding the scorching attack.

But while the Kumo ninja smirked from behind the safety of a boulder, Mikoto staggered slightly, her exhaustion catching up to her.

Mikoto was a seasoned jonin and a skilled wielder of the Sharingan, but the unrelenting pressure on Konoha forces had pushed her to her limits.

She had been fighting non-stop for days, the missions piling up one after another, leaving no room for rest.

Now, surrounded by a dozen Kumo ninja and with only two injured allies left standing, despair began to creep into her heart.

"Damn it..." Mikoto clenched her teeth, gripping her sword tightly. "Reinforcements... there's no point even hoping for them. Konoha is stretched too thin. We have to—"

Her thoughts were cut off.

"Magnet Release: Sand Drizzle!"

A sudden assault rained down from the sky, sharp grains of iron sand striking the Kumo ninja with deadly precision.

"What the—?!"

"Careful! Up there!"

"Argh!"

The screams of Kumo ninja filled the battlefield as a shadow descended.

Black wings spread wide as the figure landed.

"The Third Kazekage?" Mikoto's eyes widened in disbelief. "But... isn't he supposed to be dead?!"

She stared at the figure, her mind racing with questions. Why was the Third Kazekage here, and why was he attacking the Kumo ninja instead of Konoha?

But before she could make sense of it, the Kazekage turned his head slightly toward her, his eyes dark and empty.

The next moment, black iron sand surged toward her.

Mikoto instinctively raised her sword, ready to defend herself.

But the attack didn't come.

Instead, the iron sand stopped just short of her, forming... words?

Mikoto's breath caught as the words shifted rapidly in front of her, conveying a message she couldn't comprehend.

"What... what's happening?"

Her confusion only deepened when the Third Kazekage turned his attention back to the Kumo ninja without saying a word.

He raised his hands, forming seals.

"Summoning Jutsu!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battlefield quaked as countless coffins erupted from the ground.

More than two hundred of them.

The sheer number stunned everyone, Kumo ninja and Konoha ninja alike.

As the coffins opened, long-dead shinobi stepped out, their eyes blank but their movements eerily deliberate.

"No... this can't be real..." whispered one of the Kumo ninja, their voice trembling.

Mikoto couldn't tear her eyes away, her mind overwhelmed by the impossible scene unfolding before her.

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