Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 189 - : At This Moment, Let the Senju Feel Pain

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A month later, in the central region of the Land of Fire.

The battlefield stretched endlessly for thousands of miles, filled with the sorrowful melodies of blood and flames.

Two clans fought with their lives, embracing death for the sake of a peace that might exist—or perhaps was nothing more than an illusion.

This was the darkest era of the Warring States period of the ninja world, following the disbandment of the Shinobi Sect.

Many warriors no longer even understood the reason for their battles, yet they still plunged their kunai into the chests of strangers, as if driven by fate itself.

From high above, Kyōsuke, with his extraordinary eyesight, scanned the blood-soaked battlefield, his gaze falling upon familiar faces among the countless corpses strewn across the land.

"Sigh..." A quiet sigh escaped his lips.

Standing atop the crystalline structure on the forehead of his Susanoo, he soared across the battlefield, heading straight for the Senju's main encampment.

The Warring States Period had given birth to endless conflict, with noble clans waging war against one another. And yet, in the end, the only true victim was the Land of Fire itself.

This time, Kyōsuke had resolved to bring this era of war to an end—by his own hands.

Even if it was merely an illusion, the Land of Fire needed a semblance of peace.

Uchiha Madara agreed with this wholeheartedly. He, too, yearned for an era where his clan and his younger brother could live in safety and happiness.

It was often only after losing something that one realized its true value.

Compared to his brother's safety, his own grievances seemed utterly insignificant.

He had no objections to an alliance— but only if the Uchiha held an absolute position of dominance in the future Hidden Village they would build.

And for that to happen, the Senju had to be utterly subdued.

Earlier, Madara had led an army in a surprise attack, and, as expected, Hashirama had appeared to stop him.

As for Kyōsuke—at this moment, no one could stand in his way.

Gazing down at the vast land below, Kyōsuke suddenly felt amused. Raising both hands, he deliberately imitated a theatrical declaration:

"Feel pain. Contemplate pain. Accept pain. Know pain! Those who do not understand true pain can never understand true peace."

Then, in an inexplicable shift of tone, he added playfully,

"A sack of rice, I'll carry it up three or four floors~"

Having indulged in his peculiar whim, the colossal Susanoo began its slow descent, its target—the Senju clan's main camp.

If he was going to fight, then he might as well make it an unforgettable battle.

Though his antics just now had been playful, his resolve to make the Senju feel true pain was genuine.

Hatred for the Uchiha?

Loathing for Uchiha Kyōsuke?!

That was fine—there were plenty of people who bore hatred toward him.

Peaceful coexistence was a matter for the future; for now, Kyōsuke only needed to instill fear in all who opposed him.

"Witness the power of a god!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

The piercing sound of alarm bells shattered the camp's fragile tranquility in an instant.

The Senju's main camp was already teeming with ninja, and within moments, figures began assembling below in dense formations.

"The enemy is above!"

"The descent speed is fast! Estimated impact in thirty seconds!"

"Where is the army? No matter who it is, take them down!"

BOOM!

A deafening roar of thunder echoed across the skies, causing even seasoned warriors to frown in unease.

Suddenly, a sensory ninja's voice rang out, laced with panic.

"Something's wrong! There's movement within the thunderclouds—it looks like—"

But he never got to finish.

Kyōsuke's name had long spread across the land, and with it, the legend of his signature jutsu.

Lightning Release: Kirin.

The very technique that had once reduced the former Senju leader's younger brother to nothing but charred remains.

No matter how foolish the Senju were, they had learned their lesson.

But they had still underestimated the speed of the thunder's descent.

In less than a thousandth of a second, before the warning could even fully escape the ninja's lips, the colossal beast of lightning crashed down from the heavens.

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Senju Genin. Earned 80 points.]

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Senju Chunin. Earned 350 points.]

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Senju Genin. Earned 76 points.]

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Senju Jonin. Earned 2800 points.]

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Senju Genin. Earned 65 points.]

With just one attack, Lightning Release: Kirin, Kyōsuke had already amassed over three thousand points.

[Current points: 88,750.]

"Still need a bit over ten thousand more."

BOOM!

Like a descending mountain, the fully armored Susanoo crashed into the battlefield. The ethereal Kusanagi sword unsheathed, its gleaming edge cutting a devastating arc toward the densest concentration of enemy shinobi.

This time, however, the opposition was ready.

Almost the instant his blade struck, an enormous defensive barrier rose in unison—coordinated large-scale ninjutsu at its finest.

Earth Release: Earth-Style Wall! ×30

When the dust settled, not a single corpse lay behind the wall.

Seeing the enemy emerge unscathed, Kyōsuke finally understood why Madara had struggled to break through their defenses.

"Engaging a ninja army head-on is certainly an unwise choice."

Just as Kyōsuke was about to take further action, a sudden surge of chakra flared behind him.

BOOM!

A multi-element composite jutsu slammed into Susanoo's back, erupting in a violent explosion.

When the smoke cleared, even the mighty tengu armor of his Susanoo bore deep fractures—an unmistakable sign that the ones responsible were no ordinary foes.

"Uchiha brat, your arrogance ends here!"

"Uchiha Madara has fled— today, you shall pay the price for the Senju's fallen sons!"

"We knew you would come. Now that you're here, don't think of leaving!"

Three elderly figures stepped forward—among the last remaining elders of the Senju clan, their eyes gleaming with cold determination.

Senju Kiyoyuki—Great Elder. Kage-level strength.

Senju Rikiya—Third Elder. Kage-level strength.

Senju Tokuji—Fourth Elder. Kage-level strength.

Kyōsuke scoffed, his gaze filled with utter disdain.

"A bunch of withered old trees, yet you think you can challenge me?"

Even as he spoke, he could sense that the Flying Thunder God kunai he had placed earlier were being systematically removed.

The enemy's efficiency was remarkable—he suspected that Tobirama had developed some special method for detecting them.

But so what?

He had never planned on retreating in the first place.

A feud spanning a thousand years— today, he would personally sever it.

Seeing Kyōsuke's arrogant demeanor, the three elders sneered, their expressions filled with an eerie confidence.

Just as he was about to act, he sensed another overwhelming chakra fluctuation behind him.

"What if you count me as well?"

A new figure stepped into the battlefield.

A man with a broad chest and towering frame, exuding an aura of pure, unshakable strength.

But what stood out the most were his eyes—calm on the surface, yet hiding a raging storm beneath. A man of deep cunning, a strategist as much as a warrior.

"I didn't expect you to get involved as well." Kyōsuke's gaze turned chilling, filled with murderous intent. "Do you not fear the wrath of the Uchiha, Sarutobi patriarch?"

The man before him was Sarutobi Sasuke, the leader of the Sarutobi Clan.

"Of course I do," Sasuke replied, nodding earnestly—his tone almost casual. "Which is why we must ensure you never leave this place."

At his words, Kyōsuke's gaze swept across the gathered warriors.

After a brief pause, he shook his head slightly.

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"Even with the four of you, it's still not enough to take me down."

"Then allow me to experience the strength of the Uchiha Asura myself."

A new voice echoed from the darkness.

A tall man stepped forward, his features strikingly handsome, his presence commanding.

Shimura Kazuya, the current head of the Shimura clan, another formidable shinobi with Kage-level strength.

Then—

"Uchiha Kyōsuke!!!"

A familiar voice roared—Senju Tobirama, still recovering from serious injuries, glared at him with bloodshot eyes, his expression brimming with hatred.

Kyōsuke smiled.

"Five clan leaders... and one whose power has barely touched the realm of Super-Kage."

He let out a low chuckle, nodding slightly.

"A rare sight indeed—assembling such an extravagant lineup."

Kyōsuke nodded in acknowledgment, his crimson eyes blazed with excitement, an emotion no one else in the battlefield could understand.

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