Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

The atmosphere in the village was already unusually tense because of the meteorite's arrival, and now that they heard that the last wave of enemies was coming, hatred naturally welled up in their hearts, and fear was even more intense.

With just one move, half of Iwagakure's high-ranking combat power was able to withstand it. How could ordinary people not be afraid?

However, under the guidance of the guardians, the Iwagakure ninjas suppressed their fear and quickly assembled to prepare for the sudden attack.

"Jonin, you're in charge of splitting up. Group one, head east; group two, head west; group three, follow me. Head in the direction the Tsuchikage's forces are coming from!" a Jonin-looking ninja shouted the order.

He led a team of elite ninjas towards the area where the enemy had the most complaints.

Before long, they saw Uchiha Madara and immediately noticed his condition.

"A meteorite fell from the sky, and it was resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation... Is it Hiruko or that Orochimaru guy?"

The leading ninja glanced at the Naruto manga, looked at Madara Uchiha, and said in a heavy tone.

"I've heard that your Uchiha clan has always been arrogant. Are you willing to be controlled by Orochimaru, who was resurrected using the Impure World Reincarnation technique?"

Madara Uchiha stood in the center of the battlefield, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

He looked around as if scrutinizing a group of ants: "Manipulating patients? That guy can't control me."

"Hand over the Four-Tails and the Five-Tails, and I'll spare your lives."

"Wishful thinking!" The Jonin of Iwagakure sneered.

At this moment, more and more Iwagakure ninja gathered, and Nagato and the others caught up with Uchiha Madara.

The leader, a Jonin from Iwagakure, dressed in a black robe with red clouds, wearing a special ring on his hand, and with half of his face covered, looked increasingly solemn.

The Akatsuki members shouted that the two sides had joined forces and that Orochimaru had also infiltrated the group.

“If you want to fight, this place is yours. We’ll take the tailed beasts and leave first,” Nagato suggested.

However, at this moment, Madara Uchiha was very clear about the gravity of the matter. He neither nodded in agreement nor refused, but his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

Having been reborn, he had already read the comic about his future fate and naturally knew that Infinite Tsukuyomi was nothing but a hoax.

In addition to Nagato's persuasion over the past few days, he began to lean towards using Nagato—his former idealist—to suppress the entire ninja world and bring true peace to it.

So the two sides hit it off and joined forces.

For some reason, after receiving Onoki's orders, the two Jinchūriki did not head in the direction they were supposed to go, but instead stayed in a crowded area.

Did they discover their destination?

Unfortunately, the Iwagakure Jonin had no time to pay attention to the ordinary villagers, ignoring them and rushing straight into the village.

They originally intended to intercept him, but the moment they saw Uchiha Madara, their hearts almost stopped, and a terrifying pressure washed over them like a tidal wave.

Could the spiky hairstyle that the red-haired man just mentioned really be Uchiha Madara?

The Jonin's eyes widened suddenly. The more he looked at Uchiha Madara, the more he felt that the other party looked exactly like the legendary figure, and his heart grew heavier.

"He's Uchiha Madara, everyone be careful!" the middle-aged ninja shouted, warning the others.

Everyone was filled with doubt and confusion, puzzled as to why the Jonin had allowed their own people to leave.

However, they had no time to think about it, after all, that name represented unparalleled power.

Uchiha Madara, clad in bright red armor, stood proudly in the center of the battlefield like a war god.

His eyes were cold and sharp, devoid of any extra emotion, as if the ninja squad before him were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

Without wasting words, he strode forward, his pace quickening, his momentum unstoppable, closing in on the distant Jonin from Iwagakure.

Every step seemed to tread on their hearts, stirring up waves of unease.

"Hmph, so what if you are Uchiha Madara? No matter how strong you are, you are still just one person."

Your era is over. This is no longer a place for you to run wild. Try to finish him off within ten minutes, then immediately provide support to the others!

Seeing that Madara Uchiha was retreating instead of advancing, the Iwagakure Jonin's side immediately became noisy.

Without any orders from the Jonin, a large number of soldiers volunteered to meet the enemy, preparing to overwhelm Madara Uchiha with their superior numbers.

In a short period of time, hundreds of people had gathered here, and there were also five earth golems that could rival the tailed beasts standing beside them.

In their view, Madara Uchiha was nothing to fear.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible to let him succeed!" Everyone secretly vowed to themselves, determined to completely defeat Uchiha Madara.

Earth Release: Rock Pillar Technique launched the first attack. One of the Jonin from Iwagakure rapidly formed hand seals, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, a massive rock pillar shot out from the ground like a sharp sword, heading straight for Uchiha Madara.

However, Madara Uchiha moved nimbly and easily dodged the fierce attack.

Seeing this, the ninjas, skilled in close combat, shouted and charged forward.

They surrounded Madara Uchiha like a surging tide.

In an instant, swords flashed and ninjutsu was unleashed, the scene descended into chaos, and shouts of battle were deafening.

However, Madara Uchiha, caught in the crowd, was not subdued as quickly as everyone had expected.

On the contrary, he was like a blood-red rose blooming in the war, moving freely and swiftly through the crowd.

Each strike was accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking and the ninjas' desperate screams.

Madara Uchiha did not use any fancy ninjutsu or rely on any external aids; he simply relied on his superb taijutsu to unleash a bloodbath among the crowd.

His speed was so fast that it was difficult to discern, and his figure moved through the crowd like a ghost.

Every move was incredibly precise. Just as a ninja raised his kunai, Madara Uchiha grabbed his wrist, snatched the kunai, and plunged it into the ninja's neck. With a powerful flick, the ninja crashed to the ground, writhing in agony as he awaited death.

One mournful howl after another echoed across the battlefield, like a symphony of death, outlining the cold and cruel actions of Uchiha Madara.

Within the ninja forces, Madara Uchiha was like an elegant yet deadly dancer, performing cold and cruel killings in a highly efficient and unique way.

His movements were swift and precise, each strike a work of art.

Ordinary ninjas would find it difficult to even withstand a single move from him. Often, before they could react, their throats would be slit or their vital organs would be struck, rendering them unable to fight and causing them to collapse to the ground.

Even the most seasoned Jonin were utterly defeated the moment they came into contact with him.

The immense pressure made it impossible for them to keep up with Madara Uchiha's movements. They could only watch helplessly as he slaughtered indiscriminately among the crowd. The battlefield had become Madara Uchiha's killing field and hunting ground.

Just as Madara Uchiha was unleashing his frenzied slaughter, deafening explosions suddenly erupted from all directions.

The village, which had thought the cloning crisis had been temporarily averted and a semblance of peace had been restored, was instantly torn apart by the merciless flames of war.

Flames shot into the sky, illuminating the heavens, while thick smoke billowed and rose like giant black waves, obscuring the sun.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, making it hard to breathe.

In this situation, even the Tsuchikage Onoki, who was focused on dealing with the meteor crisis and trying to gradually put it down, noticed the rampage of Uchiha Madara.

Seeing Madara Uchiha slaughtering his way through the ninja ranks below, Onoki's heart was completely thrown into turmoil.

The shadow of the meteorite already loomed over the entire Hidden Stone Village, and the appearance of Madara Uchiha further stirred up the indelible psychological shadow deep within his heart.

That year, they were still young. They went to Konoha with their teacher to discuss matters, but they encountered Madara Uchiha.

Madara Uchiha's contemptuous words and terrifyingly powerful strength became a psychological trauma he could never forget.

Onoki thought he could get out of the shadow after Madara Uchiha's death, but seeing him again now, he realized that he had never truly gotten rid of it.

But at this moment, he is the Tsuchikage of Iwagakure, the strongest man in the Land of Earth, and cannot allow Uchiha Madara to continue.

"Hold on, go down and provide support!" Onoki shouted to the stone ninja beside him.

If Madara Uchiha is allowed to continue fighting, everyone will die.

Amidst the solemn and pale faces of the crowd, Onoki withdrew and rushed towards Madara Uchiha.

In that instant, a terrifying, oppressive pressure pressed down on the remaining ninjas like a tidal wave.

Chapter 202 Do you also want to dance?

Onoki alone seemed to have borne most of the impact load from the meteorite, and now this heavy pressure has fallen on the shoulders of the other ninjas.

The ninjas' faces turned red from holding their breath as they slowly fell under the influence of gravity.

Fortunately, the initial, devastating impact had subsided, and they were able to hold on.

Beneath the two meteorites, the ninjas used their unique skills to do everything in their power to slowly bring the meteorites down.

Just as Madara Uchiha was rampaging across the battlefield, reaping lives at will, as if he were in an empty field, a dark shadow silently and swiftly attacked from behind him.

The dark figure, carrying a terrifying force of seventy to eighty thousand jin, whistled through the air like a chilling claw of death reaching out from hell, aiming straight for Uchiha Madara's back...

Madara Uchiha remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic, as if he had anticipated all of this.

Without even turning around, he simply grabbed a long sword from a ninja in front of him.

Before the ninja could react, his weapon had already changed hands.

Madara Uchiha didn't even look at it. He swung his long sword backhand, and it drew a sharp, cold light in the air, carrying an unstoppable force.

A series of kunai clashed violently with the blade, producing a crisp "clang" sound as they were cleanly sliced ​​in half.

The severed kunai did not lose their power; instead, they shot out at an even faster speed to both sides, with one half hitting the ninja squad on the other side.

The ninjas couldn't dodge in time, and some of the kunai pierced their chests at an angle before exploding with a loud bang.

The two ninjas didn't even have time to scream before they collapsed and died.

The ninja, who specialized in using a knife, was at a loss after losing his weapon.

Madara Uchiha grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him high up.

"You just said you'd finish me off in ten minutes," Madara Uchiha asked coldly, his voice full of disdain and mockery, his eyes as cold as frost.

The ninja struggled, making incoherent sounds, but his hands were held firmly by Madara Uchiha like iron clamps, making it impossible for him to make any effective pleading or retaliatory movements.

He never expected that his words of encouragement would be remembered so well by Madara Uchiha.

Do you want to dance too?

At this point, the situation on the battlefield had completely turned in favor of Madara Uchiha.

The initial few hundred ninja soldiers fell in pools of blood within just three minutes, leaving the ground littered with mutilated corpses and shattered weapons.

In this desperate situation, a strong stench of blood permeated the air. Although reinforcements were arriving from behind, it seemed that there should be no living people left here at this moment.

"A dead man like you should just lie quietly in the dust of history and not come out to cause trouble."