The battle between Jiraiya and the three Kage had lasted only a brief moment.
Yet now, Jiraiya was calmly stating that all three of them were dead at his hands.
It was almost too incredible to believe.
Especially considering the way he said it—so casual, as if it were nothing more than a trivial matter.
Hiruzen Sarutobi glanced at Jiraiya once more, carefully examining him. Not a single wound. That meant he had taken down three Kage without so much as a scratch.
Only now did Hiruzen fully understand why Jiraiya had ignited a war across the entire shinobi world.
Because with Jiraiya's power, he truly had the strength to unify it.
...
The battlefield where Hiruzen was fighting wasn't far from where the shinobi of the Land of Wind and the Land of Fire clashed. Every movement was visible to both sides.
The Wind shinobi saw Jiraiya arrive to support Hiruzen, but their own three Kage-level warriors were nowhere to be seen. An ominous feeling crept into their hearts.
Still, they did not immediately assume the worst—that the three Kage were dead.
They simply believed that Jiraiya had somehow trapped them with a special technique.
The idea that he could have single-handedly killed all three of them, and in such a short time, was simply too absurd to comprehend.
...
As Jiraiya entered the fray, his mere presence triggered an overwhelming sense of danger in the two Tailed Beasts. The Five-Tails immediately lunged at him, unleashing its Boil Release.
The power of the Five-Tails' Boil Release dramatically enhanced its physical abilities, functioning almost like a form of advanced taijutsu. It charged at Jiraiya with blinding speed, aiming to smash into him.
Jiraiya felt the wind howling against his face. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand, forming a Rasengan in his palm, and struck forward.
With a deafening roar, the Five-Tails was sent crashing into the ground.
Even without entering Sage Mode, Jiraiya's Rasengan was now overwhelmingly powerful.
"Iron Sand Burial."
Jiraiya raised both hands, summoning an endless wave of iron sand that surged forward and engulfed the Five-Tails. In an instant, its massive body was buried beneath the iron sand, leaving only its head exposed.
The beast struggled, but golden chains materialized behind Jiraiya and wrapped around it, constraining its movements further.
Jiraiya wasn't interested in dragging out the fight. He wanted to end this quickly.
He knew that if Madara Uchiha intended to make a move against him, he would do so in another way—perhaps watching from the shadows or waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
As long as Madara came anywhere near the battlefield, Jiraiya would sense him immediately.
Thus, before that happened, Jiraiya planned to absorb the Five-Tails' power.
The beast's abilities could greatly enhance his taijutsu and physical attributes, pushing his strength even further.
The stronger his body, the more powerful the Eight Gates technique would become.
Jiraiya had already reached the threshold required to open all eight gates.
However, the consequences of doing so were far too severe.
Even with Sage Mode, he wasn't sure if he could survive the backlash.
Without a reference point, he wasn't willing to take that risk.
Besides, he hadn't yet encountered an opponent who forced him to open all eight gates.
But he knew that if he absorbed the Five-Tails' power, it would significantly reduce the side effects of using the technique.
...
Pinned beneath the iron sand and bound by golden chains, the Five-Tails had no chance to break free.
Jiraiya pulled out a black rod and drove it directly into the beast's forehead, beginning the process of absorbing its chakra.
Hiruzen Sarutobi watched in awe as Jiraiya effortlessly subdued a Tailed Beast. He couldn't help but feel deep admiration.
Meanwhile, the Wind shinobi who had been fiercely fighting moments ago were now trembling in fear.
Jiraiya had arrived on the battlefield, and in an instant, he had taken down the Five-Tails.
Panic spread like wildfire.
To them, Jiraiya was no longer just a man—he was a god.
After all, he had already slain their Kazekage and defeated the One-Tail.
Now, seeing his overwhelming power firsthand, their fear only deepened. And to make matters worse, their Kage-level reinforcements were nowhere to be seen.
"Don't panic! The Kage from three nations have come to support us. There's no way we can lose this battle!" Rasa, the leader of the Wind shinobi, shouted in an attempt to rally them.
"Even if Jiraiya is strong, he can't possibly defeat three Kage at once!"
"Then why aren't they here? Could it be that Jiraiya already killed them?" one of the Wind shinobi blurted out.
"What nonsense are you spouting? There's no way he could have killed three Kage in such a short time! They must be trapped by some technique. As long as we hold our ground, they'll break free, and we will win this war!" Rasa barked back.
In truth, he hoped that Jiraiya and the three Kage would end up killing each other.
That way, the Land of Wind could retain its status and territory without further losses.
"Focus on the battle! Worry about the enemy in front of you!" Chiyo commanded, reinforcing Rasa's words.
However, despite their efforts to maintain morale, Jiraiya's sheer presence had already shaken the Wind shinobi to their core. Their formation crumbled, and the Fire shinobi broke through, dividing them into smaller groups and surrounding them.
...
"Jiraiya-sama is truly incredible," Uchiha Fugaku murmured in admiration as he watched the battlefield.
"We struggled so hard to break their formation, and yet the moment Jiraiya-sama appeared, the Wind shinobi fell apart instantly."
The head of the Hyūga Clan nodded. "Indeed. Our kunai and jutsu pale in comparison to Jiraiya-sama's mere presence."
"If we win this war, the Land of Fire will enter a new golden age," another shinobi added, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Jiraiya's swift subjugation of the Five-Tails had drastically boosted morale among the Fire shinobi.
With Jiraiya leading them, they no longer feared defeat.
The future of the Land of Fire looked brighter than ever.
And in the years to come, their names would be recorded in history, their deeds immortalized in the chronicles of the village.
After all, what man didn't dream of making his mark on the world?
Fueled by this thought, the Fire shinobi's fighting spirit soared, and they launched a fierce assault against the Wind shinobi.
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