noveldepot Chapter 211 Countless seemingly ordinary, yet extraordinary people joined together to form Konoha.
Chapter 211 Countless seemingly ordinary, yet extraordinary people joined together to form Konoha.
Thunder, water, ice, wind...
Hundreds of ninjutsu techniques converged into a devastating torrent at this moment!
That light was so dazzling, yet so deadly.
With an aura that seemed to tear everything apart, they swept towards the nine black warships of Konoha.
The terrifying sea of stars is reflected on the sea surface.
After a silent standoff, war broke out instantly in the most intense and grand manner.
……
Inside the command center of Konoha's flagship.
Outside the huge porthole was an apocalyptic scene, as if a natural disaster had struck.
But inside, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the staff officers and intelligence personnel were working methodically at their posts without the slightest sign of panic.
"Report! High-energy ninjutsu reactions detected! Number exceeds three hundred!"
"Report! Enemy chakra attribute analysis complete: Water Release accounts for 35%, Lightning Release for 30%, Ice Release and others for 35%!"
"Report! Ballistic calculation complete!"
A series of calm and accurate intelligence reports were transmitted from the Yamanaka clan ninjas to the minds of each squad leader via mental link.
Hiruzen Sarutobi at the bow of the ship listened to the report calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
He picked up the tea that had already been brewed, gently blew away the floating leaves, and took a sip.
The warm tea slid down my throat, carrying a perfect balance of bitterness and sweetness.
To become a qualified ninja is like a sapling taking root in a storm; one must not only possess the tenacity to withstand the changing seasons independently, but also need the nourishment of water and the tempering of fire.
Now, their time to be tested has come.
……
This is quite different from the calm and tranquility on the flagship.
On the Yamashiro, a warship in the Konoha fleet, Chunin Kenta felt his very soul trembling.
His legs were shaking uncontrollably, his teeth were chattering, and his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest; he could feel each beat very clearly.
too frightening.
This was nothing like the small-scale conflicts he had encountered in his past missions.
sky.
That torrent of light, composed of hundreds—no, hundreds of ninjutsu techniques—completely obscured the faint moonlight.
Raging lightning snakes darted through the ship, ferocious ice dragons roared silently, and giant dragons made of seawater intertwined and coiled. Their common goal was to tear the ship they were on, along with the entire fleet, to shreds!
The air was thick with the pungent smell of ozone and dense moisture, and the oppressive feeling of destruction made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Is this what war is?
Is this the all-out attack launched by the two great ninja villages?
Faced with such devastating power, how insignificant the individual is...
Kenta swallowed hard.
However, in the instant his heel moved slightly, he caught a glimpse of his companion out of the corner of his eye.
He saw it.
On the ship's side in the distance, a Uchiha clan ninja stood calmly in place.
Those scarlet Sharingan eyes, adorned with three tomoe, clearly reflected the apocalyptic brilliance of the sky, showing no fear whatsoever, but rather as if they were appreciating a grand fireworks display.
A young Hyuga clansman activated his Byakugan, his eye sockets bulging with veins, giving him a somewhat ferocious appearance, but the words he uttered were incredibly calm.
"Report: Enemy Lightning Release ninjutsu energy nodes confirmed; the largest number are located at the seven o'clock position on the left flank of the formation!"
"..."
Hinata's message was clearly conveyed to all.
Not far away, a burly Shimura clansman was slowly imbuing his ninja sword with wind-style chakra, the sharp blade emitting a slight hum.
His entire attention was focused on his weapon, seemingly oblivious to the natural disaster overhead.
They get nervous too.
Kenta could see their taut muscles and guess their rapidly rising chakra.
But no one showed any sign of despair.
Why?
Why were they so calm?
Kenta looked around blankly. He noticed that almost all the ninjas on the ship, regardless of which clan they came from or what they were doing, would intentionally or unintentionally glance at the flagship in the distance, which was surrounded by stars like the moon.
He glanced at the imposing figure standing at the bow of the ship, wearing a straw hat and a divine robe, whose silhouette was somewhat blurred.
That figure just stood there quietly.
It was as if it were not a person, but a mountain, a sky.
It is a pillar of strength that stabilizes the sea.
It is the unwavering belief itself!
As long as that person is still around, the sky won't fall down.
This silent, almost blind trust, like a warm current, instantly flowed through Kenta's cold limbs. His fear hadn't vanished, but a hotter, more powerful emotion surged forth from the ashes of that fear!
It's a sense of belonging.
It's a sense of honor!
He, Kenta, is not fighting alone.
Countless people stood behind the Hokage.
I am a ninja, and I wear the headband that symbolizes Konoha on my forehead!
He was a cog in the intricate war machine of Konoha! Behind him stood the Uchiha, the Hyuga, the Shimura, the Ino-Shika-Cho trio! The entire Konoha!
A surge of inexplicable courage, like a flame, instantly dispelled the last trace of coldness in Kenta's heart, and his breathing became steady again.
Those legs, which wouldn't obey me, took root again on the deck.
On the warship, one ninja after another stood up straight, raising their heads like their companions to face the torrent of ninjutsu that was about to engulf everything.
At that very moment, a calm yet majestic voice, seemingly imbued with some strange magic, rang out on every warship, echoing clearly in everyone's ears.
"Earth Release Team, Guard!"
It's the Hokage's order!
Kenta's body reacted before his brain did.
He took a deep breath, letting the salty sea breeze fill his lungs, and then his hands began to form hand seals as quickly as possible.
巳-亥-戌!
Almost simultaneously, on the Yamashiro warship beside him, dozens of ninjas who were also skilled in Earth Release performed the exact same action.
Beyond the warships, the same scene was unfolding on several other dark ships.
"Earth Release·Earth Style Wall!"
Kenta and his countless companions moved in perfect unison, as if they had practiced it hundreds of times. Their figures seemed to gradually overlap as they unleashed this ninjutsu together.
next second.
A sudden change has occurred!
boom--!!!
The sea surface several hundred meters in front of the Konoha fleet began to surge violently without warning!
That's not a wave, it's the earth roaring!
"What is that?!"
On the flagship of the Hidden Cloud Village, a ninja on lookout duty began to exclaim in alarm.
In his field of vision, one side! And another! Earthy yellow, thick walls were breaking through the deep blue sea, rising arrogantly into the sky!
They are not isolated; as each earthen wall rises, it quickly extends to both sides, connecting, pressing, and merging seamlessly with the adjacent earthen walls.
Earth and rocks surged, and mud gushed forth!
It only took two breaths!
A majestic and imposing barrier, as grand as a mountain range, stood rigidly across the sea!
Like a colossal beast awakened from antiquity, it safely protected the entire Konoha fleet behind it.
The surface of the ramparts is rough and covered with large rocks and churning mud, and you can even see seaweed and shells brought up from the seabed.
But the walls made of chakra above give it an indestructible and solid feel!
On the flagship of the Cloud Shadow.
The Third Raikage, A, looked at the mountain range that rose abruptly from the sea, and for the first time, a hint of astonishment appeared on his usually raging face.
His strategist, Tsuchishiro, was completely stunned, muttering to himself.
"This is insane...it's absolutely insane..."
On the other side, the flagship of the Fog Concealment.
The Third Mizukage, Mizuki, stared intently at the magnificent earthen wall, his ominous premonition reaching its peak at that moment.
The art of war is not a one-man charge.
Instead, it combines the strength of countless people into one person's fist.