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Uchiha Madara stood on the ground, his Eternal MangekyĹ Sharingan observing the scene unfolding above him.
Countless iron objectsâweapons, tools, and debrisâhovered densely in the air, blotting out the sky like a metallic storm cloud.
Madara tilted his head slightly, a hint of curiosity flickering across his face as he gazed at the Third Kazekage. Was this man mad? He had already recognized Madara's identity, yet here he was, pushing himself to the brink of death with such reckless abandon.
The Third Kazekage, his body drenched in blood, looked more ghastly than ever. Supported by a group of Sand shinobi, he raised a trembling hand, veins bulging as he manipulated the hovering metal objects with his Magnet Release.
Gradually, the suspended metal began to transform. Sharp weapons like kunai and swords remained unchanged, but mundane items like pots and pans were reshaped into razor-sharp shards, their edges glinting ominously under the dim light.
Madara's eyes widened slightly as realization dawned. He now understood the Third Kazekage's desperate plan.
Like divine retribution from the heavens, countless sharp steel fragments swirled in the air, converging into four massive torrents of metal that surged toward Madara from all directionsâeast, west, south, and north.
A single weapon would pose no threat to Madara. Even ten or a hundred weapons wouldn't faze him. But millions of weapons forming a torrent of steel? That was another matter entirely.
If struck directly by these four torrents, even someone of Madara's caliber would be shredded into pieces in an instant.
The blood-soaked Third Kazekage, his expression wild and crazed, shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Uchiha Madara! Die!"
With that, he intensified his control over the Magnet Release, driving the steel torrents with every ounce of strength he had left.
The terrifying steel torrents descended from the sky, poised to crush Madara beneath their overwhelming weight. In an instant, his crimson Eternal MangekyĹ Sharingan transformed into the ripple-like pattern of the Rinnegan.
"Shinra Tensei!"
A powerful repulsive force erupted from Madara's body, blasting the incoming steel torrents away with brute force. A translucent spherical vacuum formed around him, clearing a vast area free of any debris.
The Third Kazekage froze, his face pale and drawn. Overexertion took its toll as he coughed up a mouthful of blood. The hovering steel torrents wavered, nearly collapsing, and the surrounding Sand shinobi scrambled to support their leader.
Despite his worsening condition, the Third Kazekage's expression grew even darker and more resolute. Pushing his body beyond its limits, he tapped into the last reserves of his life force, gripping the remaining strength in his one good hand to rally the steel torrents once more.
The scattered metal fragments were drawn back together by his Magnet Release, swirling above Madara like a vortex of steel. With a hateful glare, the Third Kazekage manipulated the vortex, causing it to spin faster and faster, resembling a deadly whirlpool of razor-sharp metal looming over Madara's head.
Madara stood calmly on the ground, his Rinnegan glowing faintly. Adjusting his robes, he prepared for what was to come.
With a fierce shout from the Third Kazekage, the spinning vortex of steel transformed into a colossal tornado of metal, descending toward Madara with devastating force.
Boom!Â
The massive steel tornado slammed into the ground, swallowing Madara's relatively small figure whole. The impact shook the earth, sending dust and debris flying in all directions as a swirling shockwave rippled outward.
Within the rapidly rotating tornado of steel, Madara stood unperturbed at the eye of the storm. Maintaining precise control over Shinra Tensei, he created a barrier of repulsion around himself. No matter how sharp or fast the weapons were, none could penetrate the force field. Madara remained unscathed.
The Third Kazekage, sensing that Madara was unharmed within the tornado, grew furious. Suppressing another surge of blood threatening to escape his lips, he redoubled his efforts, intensifying the steel tornado's ferocity.
Feeling the increased pressure from the sharpened steel weapons closing in, Madara decided he'd had enough of this game.
In recent days, he had been refining his mastery of Lightning Release. Today, he would use his newfound knowledge to utterly crush the Third Kazekage's spirit.
Standing at the eye of the storm, Madara dropped his hands to his sides before clenching them into fists. A terrifying surge of chakra manifested as crackling electricity, and brilliant azure lightning erupted around him, roaring with amplified intensity under the influence of his Rinnegan.
From the outside, amidst the swirling steel tornado, a blinding flash of lightning appeared, as if capable of tearing through anything in its path.
The lightning roared furiously around Madara. He dispelled *Shinra Tensei*, allowing the steel torrents to close in. However, every fragment that touched his electrified form was instantly shattered into scrap metal. Madara remained untouched.
Closing his eyes, Madara formed the tiger seal with his hands, murmuring softly:
"Lightning Release Secret Art: Thunder God Mode!"
The lightning around him surged with unparalleled ferocity. Madara's entire body seemed to merge with the electricity, transforming him into a being akin to a thunder god.
With a sudden flare of his Rinnegan, Madara glanced upward. Above him, only a small circle of blue sky remained visible at the eye of the storm.
Accompanied by a trail of crackling lightning, Madara shot upward at incredible speed. As he ascended, stray bolts of electricity shattered and melted countless pieces of metal into fine fragments.
A streak of dazzling azure lightning pierced through the steel tornado, streaking toward the horizon. It was Madara, clad in the full might of Thunder God Mode!
Below, the Third Kazekage watched in stunned disbelief. Refusing to give up, he poured every last ounce of his dwindling strength into controlling the steel tornado, forcing it to chase after Madara. However, it was futileâthe speed of Madara's lightning far outpaced the sluggish metal vortex.
In an instant, Madara had soared into the clouds, his body enveloped in crackling electricity as he gazed down at the battlefield below.
The black steel tornado roared upward, attempting to catch him.
Madara remained expressionless, raising his hand high above his head.
The terrifying lightning surrounding him surged once more, illuminating the area with blinding flashes.
Under his precise control, the roaring azure lightning converged above his hand, gradually taking the shape of a fearsome beastâŚ
"Thunder God Mode! Lightning Release Secret Art: Kirin!"
A majestic, snarling thunder beastâthe Kirinâfinally materialized within the storm of lightning under Madara's command.
As Madara brought his raised hand down, the fearsome Kirin let out a deafening roar, charging downward toward the ascending steel tornado with unstoppable force!