A few minutes earlier — Iwagakure.
"Hah… Haah… You bastards…!"
Ōnoki, the Third Tsuchikage, floated weakly in the air, gasping for breath, his aged eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
He could hardly comprehend it.
He had sent ten thousand elite shinobi to attack the Third Raikage — and yet, in the blink of an eye, his own village had suffered a fate far worse.
No…
This wasn't a defeat.
It was a massacre.
Before him towered two giants: one, a perfect replica of Madara Uchiha's Susanoo; the other, a hundred-meter-tall Vajra Avatar, a divine colossal being the shinobi world had never imagined possible.
Each of their movements shattered mountains and split the earth like paper.
In mere minutes, Iwagakure lay in ruins.
Ninjas and civilians alike were cut down in droves.
Even Han — the pride of the village, the Jinchūriki of the Five-Tails, the esteemed "Steam Ninja" — had been crushed effortlessly by the woman controlling the Vajra Avatar.
Brought down by a single, almost casual palm.
This was not shinobi power.
This was something far, far beyond.
A creeping dread filled Ōnoki's chest, dredging up memories of his childhood — of standing helpless before the overwhelming might of Madara Uchiha.
Fear.
Anger.
A bitter, crushing sense of powerlessness.
"I am Luo Hao! God Slayer! Demon King!"
Standing atop the Vajra Avatar, Luo Hao's voice boomed across the shattered village, dripping with divine arrogance.
"Remember my name, boy. Burn it into your soul. Let it fuel your hatred — and come find me… if you dare."
"Bullshit! You Konoha bastards… the old man will take you down with him!!"
Roaring in defiance, Ōnoki forced his battered body into a seal, gathering strength for a massive Particle Style technique.
He intended to drag her into death with him.
But in the blink of an eye—
Luo Hao vanished.
And reappeared behind him.
"Shukuchi!"
"Thousand Palms of the Divine Mountain!"
Her palm, wreathed in the scorching radiance of a miniature sun, slammed forward like a falling star.
"What—!? She's too fast!"
Ōnoki's mind shrieked as he tried to react.
Too late.
Panicking, he thrust his arm forward, activating the Super Heavy Rock Technique to harden his body at the last possible instant.
Bang!!
Their powers collided with a deafening boom.
Crack—
He heard it.
The sickening crack of bones snapping around his waist.
His weighted arm shattered and turned to ash under the burning blow.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
His frail body shot through the sky like a meteor, tearing through building after building, leaving sonic booms in his wake before finally crashing into the depths of the ruins.
The exact scene Jaeger and the others would later watch in the livestream.
"The Third Tsuchikage… has been defeated."
The surviving Iwagakure shinobi and civilians stared up blankly at the two titanic figures in the sky.
All thought of resistance vanished.
Some collapsed to their knees, trembling, begging for their lives.
It was just as Ōnoki had once said:
The might of Susanoo and the Divine Might of Vajrapani were not something ordinary shinobi could ever hope to confront.
Still radiating mana, Luo Hao looked down.
"Shall I destroy them all?"
She asked it casually, condensing mana in her hands, fully prepared to wipe the village from the map.
But Miyuki Uchiha, standing beside her, shook her head calmly.
"Leave them."
Destroying Iwagakure this early would bring no benefit.
Besides…
Miyuki chuckled to herself.
What a waste it would be to crush those deliciously long, thick legs of Kurotsuchi's.
Her thoughts drifted far away from purity as she imagined "future opportunities."
"Hm."
Oblivious to the depravity behind that smile, Luo Hao shrugged and dispersed her magic.
Together, they vanished.
On the ground
"They… they're gone…?"
"We—we're saved! We're actually saved!!"
The surviving ninjas, stunned, soon scrambled into motion.
"Quick! Save the Third Tsuchikage!"
Cries of urgency echoed across the broken village.
And the names 'God Slayer Luo Hao' and 'Uchiha Miyuki' spread through the ninja world like wildfire.
Meanwhile — In the Chat Group
The group was still fully absorbed in watching the Third Raikage battling ten thousand Iwa-nin.
Esdeath: "Weren't ninjas in this world supposed to be all offense and no defense? How is he still standing?"
Yamamoto Mei: "There are exceptions. The Third Raikage is one of them. His physical toughness rivals mid-tier powerhouses even in the pirate world."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Luo Hao-san and I have returned. How's Old Gramps Raikage holding up?"
Yamamoto Mei: "Iwagakure has lost nearly a thousand already. Heavy casualties. But the Third Raikage's stamina is fading."
Yamamoto Mei: "In the original timeline, he fought for three days straight before finally dying of exhaustion. Right now he's just holding out through pure durability."
Sakura Tohsaka: "@Jaeger-nii… when you act… could you give Grandpa Raikage a quick death?"
Even the gentle Sakura felt respect for the old warrior.
No one pitied him but they acknowledged him.
Back at the camp, Jaeger stretched lazily.
"It's about time."
Kasumigaoka Utaha said while eyeing him curiously. "Finally stepping in, Your Highness? Using Hercules Belt? Or maybe God Avoid?"
Jaeger chuckled.
"Neither. There are still over eight thousand flies buzzing around him. No point taking just the old gramps when I can clean house."
His aura surged.
"Let's do it properly."
"More than 8,000 flies… huh?"
Kushina clicked her tongue softly.
She knew Jaeger didn't bluff — he had beaten Luo Hao, after all but still… could anyone really do something this insane?
Even legends like the Third Raikage had slaughtered only around a thousand Iwa-nin before dying.
What Jaeger claimed sounded absurd.
And yet… he wasn't someone who spoke empty words.
Quietly, Kushina drew on the Nine-Tails' chakra, casting a crimson cloak around herself and Utaha.
"I remember…" Jaeger muttered, recalling the anime.
"Didn't Uchiha Madara drop a meteor once? And wasn't it the Third Tsuchikage who barely stopped it?"
He raised his hand.
"Come forth — Leviathan, Dragon of Chaos!"
A deafening roar split the heavens.
The skeletal dragon, already massive, began expanding at visible speed—stretching, growing, devouring the sky with its outline.
Jaeger hadn't even released the Noble Phantasm's full power yet, but already the monster's roar triggered a natural disaster.
Hurricanes tore across the battlefield, ripping the land apart.
"AHHH——!!"
"What kind of jutsu is this?! This isn't real!"
"Help me!! Somebody—!"
Chaos erupted.
Thousands of Iwa shinobi screamed as their eardrums ruptured.
Weaker ones were shredded into bloody mist, their flesh carried into the sky by the storm.
Even elite jonin — even the Third Raikage — struggled to remain standing.
The Raikage looked up, heart hammering.
"Th-the sun… it's disappearing…?"
Leviathan's massive body blotted out the sky, expanding like a living continent.
Fear gripped his chest.
And then—
With terrible inevitability, the monster began to fall.
"No… No, no, no NOOO—!!"
More than 8,000 Iwa-nin turned and fled.
Too late.
Leviathan descended like a falling star —
a meteor of death.
BOOOOOOM——!!!
The earth convulsed.
A shockwave tore across the continent, splitting the land, flattening forests, toppling mountains.
Cities hundreds of kilometers away trembled.
Across the world, civilians and shinobi ran outside, thinking the world was ending.
Even viewers through the dimensional chat group felt the rumbling terror.
On that day, for the first time in Naruto's world—
The Chaotic Dragon Leviathan revealed a glimpse of its true power.
A creature capable of crushing a continent…
simply by breathing.
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