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After a night of rest, most of the wounded in the ninja coalition had recovered.
Colt, having gained a significant number of points, couldn't help but laugh with satisfaction.
Following a brief recovery of Chakra, the ninja coalition set out once again to rendezvous with the front-line troops.
Hinata, utilizing her Byakugan, moved swiftly between the battlefields, searching for White Zetsus infiltrators among the allied forces.
Her heightened sense of smell allowed her to easily distinguish between humans and White Zetsu.
"Hahaha! Sasori, who would've thought that one day we'd be helping the Five Great Nations against the Akatsuki!" Deidara's voice rang out as a giant white bird soared through the sky.
Sasori and Deidara, still dressed in their Akatsuki robes adorned with red clouds on a black background, sped through the air.
Despite joining the Ninja Alliance, they remained attached to their Akatsuki uniforms, with no intention of changing them.
"As long as I can practice my art; it doesn't matter who the enemy is," Sasori replied calmly, though his hands, hidden within his large sleeves, tightly gripped two scrolls.
They were 'Father' and 'Mother,' which had been sent to him from Sunagakure the night before.
"I'm not so indifferent!" Deidara retorted, anger evident in his tone.
"That guy, Tobi, pretended to be an intern to deceive me. I never expected him to be the one behind the Akatsuki... I'll settle the score with him this time!"
The memory of Tobi's deception, where Deidara had boasted of being able to protect him, left a bitter taste in his mouth.
As the bird flew over Gaara's group, Sasori jumped off and landed on the ground.
He had been instructed by Chiyo to support Gaara and protect the Kazekage.
Sasori didn't object; he was curious to see just how far the Kage, acknowledged by his grandmother, had reached.
Seeing Sasori descending from the sky, many ninjas tensed, ready for an attack.
Akatsuki's uniform had become infamous, and Sasori's sudden appearance seemed like an impending assault on them.
Gaara, however, motioned for the others to stand down, his expression calm.
He had already been informed of Sasori's arrival.
"Where is the enemy?" Sasori asked without preamble.
"We are withdrawing towards the coastline to join forces with the First and Second Divisions for a combined assault," Gaara replied.
"Let's go, then," Sasori nodded, but Gaara stopped him, saying.
"Your puppets have taken heavy damage. Don't push yourself too far. I don't want Elder Chiyo to experience the pain of losing a child once again."
Sasori paused, surprised by Gaara's words, but explained.
"Kamiyo Colt has given me Chiyo's puppets. I am now at my strongest."
With that, he continued forward, appearing impatient, though his eyes held a complicated expression.
Meanwhile, in the Third and Fifth Divisions, the troops led by Kakashi and Mifune were advancing further than any others, but their enemies were also the strongest.
The previous day's battles against the Seven Ninja Swordsmen and the various Bloodline Ninjas had resulted in heavy casualties.
Even with Kakashi and Guy's efforts, only three had been sealed.
Today, however, Kakashi was facing an opponent who made his scalp tingle—his own father.
"Father..." Kakashi muttered, seeing the familiar figure with the same white hair.
He was wearing Konoha's green ninja vest, and flames adorning half the sleeve of his right arm.
It was Hatake Sakumo, the famous "Konoha's White Fang,".
One of the early powerhouses of Konoha, whose prestige was so great that even the Sannin treated him with respect.
"Kakashi, long time no see," Sakumo said, recognizing his son through the mask and the color of his hair.
"Father... did Orochimaru dishonor even your body?" Kakashi asked, his voice laced with anger as he tightly gripped his kunai.
Sakumo shook his head slightly.
"Orochimaru? It's not him who controls me. But it seems you've been through a lot."
He glanced at Kakashi's Sharingan and the scar that adorned his face with a hint of emotion.
Hearing that Orochimaru wasn't the one controlling his father, Kakashi frowned, making a mental note of the information.
"This Sharingan was a gift from a friend, and it's my most precious treasure," Kakashi said, recalling how he once didn't understand his father's decision to abandon a mission for the sake of his comrades.
He now felt a deep sense of guilt for not understanding his father back then.
Sakumo raised his arm, ready to draw his sword, but a smile lingered on his face.
He saw that his son had indeed changed a lot.
"The ones behind me are getting impatient, but I'll do my best to point out my weaknesses. Be careful!"
With lightning speed, Sakumo drew his ninja sword and struck down two seal squad ninjas in an instant.
"So fast!" Kakashi's pupils shrank as he quickly ordered the others to retreat, rushing forward to face his father alone.
At that moment, he fully understood why his father was known as Konoha's White Fang.
Kakashi's body was activated by the lightning chakra, surrounding his short sword with a strong current.
Hatake Sakumo's mastery of lightning attributes was on par with the Raikage, though their focus differed.
With the insight granted by his Mangekyō Sharingan, Kakashi barely kept up with Sakumo's speed, struggling to hold his own.
He employed various small ninjutsu in quick succession to maintain a stalemate.
"Kakashi, it seems you've become a bit slack in your family's swordsmanship," Sakumo remarked, frowning slightly.
With Kakashi's genius, his close combat should have been much better.
As their weapons clashed with a sharp, pleasant sound, Kakashi smiled bitterly.
Ever since his White Fang short sword broke when he was twelve and he gained the Sharingan, he hadn't focused on his family's swordsmanship, which was why he was struggling now.
Suddenly, wild laughter echoed from the sky.
"Hahahaha! Tobi, are you here yet? Your senpai is here to seek revenge!" Deidara's voice boomed as he rode his clay giant bird, quickly locking onto the Edo Tensei army and dropping pre-made clay bombs.
A series of explosions rang out, causing even many allied troops to scramble.
One of Deidara's clay figures targeted Hatake Sakumo.
"Lightning Style: Thunder Ball!"
A ball of lightning shot from Sakumo's hand, neutralizing Deidara's bomb.
Seeing the familiar scene, Deidara's mouth twitched before he roared in frustration.
"Again with these Lightning Style ninjas!"
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As Deidara faced off against the Lightning Style ninja once more, Gaara's forces encountered their own formidable enemies.
"You've got to be kidding me!" exclaimed one of the ninja alliance members, veins bulging on his forehead as he watched several figures slowly emerge from the depths of the battlefield.
"What are we doing here? There are only a few of them, do we really need to double-team them?"
He was frustrated, thinking he could face a stronger opponent, only to be assigned to this seemingly insignificant skirmish.
"Don't underestimate them! According to intelligence, the chakra of these few is as powerful as the entire front line of reanimated soldiers," another ninja scolded, clearly displeased.
"How is that possible? It's just a few people," the first ninja retorted, still in disbelief.
At that moment, Temari, who had been silent, felt a sudden wave of unease.
As the violent sandstorm dissipated, the figures revealed their true identities, causing a collective gasp of horror among the ninja ranks.
"These are... the Kages of past generations!" Gaara announced, his voice steady but filled with the weight of realization.
Standing at the front of the line, Gaara observed the approaching enemies.
Behind him, Sasori also showed a rare expression of surprise.
"I didn't expect to see him again... is this fate in play?" Sasori muttered, eyes locked on one of the figures.
"Third Kazekage, Fourth Kazekage, Second Tsuchikage, Second Mizukage, Third Raikage, and... Third Hokage!" Gaara listed the identities of the figures one by one, then turned to a Cloud Shinobi ninja behind him.
"Tetsu! Report this information to headquarters immediately! We can't defeat these Kages with numbers alone!" Gaara ordered.
"Yes!" Tetsu responded, his expression serious as he quickly began relaying the information.
Not far from the allied forces, the reanimated Kage also began to converse among themselves.
"I can't find peace even in death; now we're forced to fight the younger generation," grumbled the Second Mizukage, Gengetsu Hozuki, his mustache twitching as he spoke.
"Second Mizukage, you were a war fanatic during your reign. Isn't this exactly what you wanted?" retorted the bandaged figure of Second Tsuchikage, Mu, who was Onoki's mentor and the inventor of Dust Release.
The Kages exchanged words, their banter laced with the tension of past rivalries.
Despite their differences, they were now 'comrades-in-arms' after death.
Only the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, remained silent, his mind occupied with communicating with Orochimaru, who controlled him.
"Orochimaru, why are you still obsessed like this? Why desecrate my dead body?" Hiruzen's thoughts echoed with frustration.
A low, hoarse voice answered in his mind.
"Sarutobi-sensei, I've freed you from the Shinigami's belly; don't lecture me now."
In the cave where Orochimaru sat, connected to the Gedo Statue, he smiled grimly as he concentrated on his goal.
"I'm only one step away from my dream. Just delay them a bit longer," Orochimaru whispered before cutting off the connection.
Meanwhile, at the Cloud Village Coalition Command, Yamanaka Inoichi, responsible for gathering the battlefield intelligence, looked grim.
After receiving Tetsu's report, he quickly relayed the information to the remaining three Kages at the headquarters.
When they learned that the Kages of past generations had appeared on the battlefield, Tsunade and the others were visibly shaken.
The Fourth Raikage, in particular, was furious.
"How dare they desecrate my father's soul! Orochimaru, that bastard, I will tear him apart!" he roared, standing up in anger.
Tsuchikage Onoki was equally resolute.
"I'll head to the front lines. I'm the only one who can counter the Dust Release."
Tsunade nodded in agreement, knowing Onoki's ability to fly would make him the fastest to reach the battlefield.
"Then we'll rely on you, Tsuchikage. I'll have Jiraiya rush to the battlefield with Naruto's clone," she said.
Turning to Inoichi, she asked.
"How's the battle in the third division?"
Inoichi shook his head, concerned.
"They've encountered formidable opponents like Konoha's White Fang and Hanzō the Salamander. They're struggling to hold their ground."
The Fourth Raikage stood up once more, determined.
"I'm going too. The Cloud Village has a technique for sending objects through long distances, and my body is strong enough to endure the transfer."
"Mabui, prepare the technique immediately!" he ordered.
"Yes, Raikage-sama," Mabui responded, moving to follow his command.
However, Tsunade stopped him.
"It's not time for that yet. Things haven't reached that level of urgency."
The Fourth Raikage looked at her, puzzled.
"You don't understand the terror of my father. He fought the rampaging Eight Tails for three days, and the fight ended in a draw. Only my speed and strength can match him."
Tsunade was visibly shocked, realizing she didn't know this secret.
The thought of someone fighting a tailed beast to a standstill was terrifying.
Seeing her reaction, the Fourth Raikage sighed.
"In the entire ninja coalition, I'm the only one who can barely keep up with him. I have to go."
Tsunade shook her head. "Even if you go, it might not be enough."
Then, with a slight smile, she added, "We still have a trump card hidden in the medical team."
The Raikage's eyes widened as he suddenly understood.
"You mean Kamiyo Colt?"
Tsunade nodded. "Yes. Let's contact him immediately."
Back at the medical camp, Colt was relaxing, humming to himself when Tsunade's message reached him.
The news of the reanimated Kage's appearance instantly grabbed his attention.
"So, it's come to this," Colt murmured.
With anticipation in his eyes, Colt prepared himself. The upcoming battle against the Kages of the past promised to be an interesting one.
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