The Gap Between Big Shots

Xu Yue and Obito exchanged something, but no one knew what it was.

Meanwhile, the Reincarnators on the other side began to encounter enormous resistance.

"How dare you provoke the Uchiha Clan!"

"You’re courting death!"

Itachi was mowing down enemies like an unstoppable force, but in the other areas under attack by the Reincarnators, large numbers of Uchiha Clan elites emerged.

No one knew whether it was because the commotion on Itachi’s side was smaller, or because the space’s influence had specifically increased the difficulty for Reincarnators.

The Uchiha Clan’s arrogant nature truly came from having the confidence to back it up.

Even when caught in a sudden attack, they mounted a fierce counterattack.

In an instant, they dealt this overconfident group of Reincarnators a resounding blow.

In terms of strength, many Elite Reincarnators could reach Jonin level, with the weakest still being Special Jonin. Veteran Reincarnators were also judged by Chunin standards.

Their strength was undeniably formidable!

Yet when faced with some of the Uchiha Clan’s methods, they were completely caught off guard.

A single glare could unleash an Illusion Technique through the Three Tomoe Sharingan, seeing straight through their openings and attack trajectories. There was also their outrageous shuriken throwing skill and superb Fire Release abilities.

It could be said that against the Reincarnators’ assault, the Uchiha Clan had brought all their strengths into full play.

What the hell was this?!

Wasn’t this trash clan supposed to be easily wiped out in a massacre?

Why did every one of them seem to be pumped full of stimulants after they got involved?!

This was France’s fifth-ranked powerful corps.

Although its strength declined sharply past the top ten because of numbers, the top ten corps in the France Zone still surpassed China in scale!

Such a colossal force, having assembled a powerful team made up of Veterans and Elite Reincarnators, had launched an attack on what should have been a local clan doomed to massacre—yet it had suffered such a fierce blow.

"We have no way back!"

"As long as we win this, huge numbers of Single Tomoe Sharingan will be waiting for us!"

"Killing them also counts toward mission evaluation!"

"Fight with everything you’ve got!"

But when it rained, it poured.

Just as they had reignited morale with rewards, profit, and the gravity of the situation—

Root members entered the battlefield without a sound.

And they were not merely targeting the Uchiha Clan. They did not spare these Reincarnators either!

They even focused more heavily on the Reincarnators.

Caught between the attacks of two major factions, even this elite force carefully selected from one of France’s top five corps suffered devastating losses in an instant!

Yet just as distress signals were rising everywhere and every front was on the verge of collapse—

A strange ripple suddenly appeared in the air. The Uchiha Clan’s precise shuriken, Fire Release attacks, and the large number of ninja tools thrown by Root members—

All seemed to be drawn by some invisible force toward a rooftop.

It was as though a tyrannical power were pulling them in.

Clang, clang, clang—

The concentrated ninja tools collided with one another, producing crisp ringing sounds.

The intense heat generated as the Fire Release flames were gathered and compressed completely melted the clusters of ninja tools into liquid.

A huge crimson sphere of molten metal, its surface still burning with flames, rose into the air and hovered above a palm as docilely as a pet.

A brown-haired man with a hooked nose that could not conceal his handsome features stood calmly atop the roof, gazing down at the battlefield below.

The red glow from the sphere of molten metal floating in his hand shone across his face, lending him even greater majesty.

The scorching air warped all around him.

This shocking entrance made the entire battlefield hesitate and fall silent for a moment.

There were many well-informed people among both the Uchiha Clan and Root members, yet none of them had ever seen such a ninjutsu.

With his power alone, he had swept aside attacks across the battlefield. The newcomer’s strength was utterly unfathomable!

He was a Kage-level powerhouse!

And according to the intelligence held by Root, they did not even know which Kage-level big shot he was.

An unknown and mysterious Kage-level powerhouse had actually infiltrated the area.

They had truly been negligent this time.

Still, Danzo himself had come this time in addition to collecting Sharingan. The opponent was powerful, but he could still be dealt with.

Not to mention that the adviser was here as well!

But before those two arrived, they needed to avoid his edge.

Facing a completely unknown enemy without any intelligence, rashly making a move would be unwise.

The Root members understood exactly what this mission was about, so they tacitly retreated at once.

They left only the Uchiha Clan and that group of outsiders to tear into each other.

"Stop standing around. We came out early this time, so we have no way to learn that group’s true objective. Complete the current mission first."

The sphere of molten metal in De Gaulle’s hand continuously broke apart under the control of an invisible force, eventually forming numerous smaller spheres of molten metal.

They then poured down like arrows toward the Uchiha Clan members.

In an instant, they inflicted heavy casualties.

"Lord De Gaulle is mighty!"

"Keep it up, everyone!"

"Our gains will surpass all imagination!"

The sudden appearance of this big shot, who suppressed the entire field, immediately sent these Reincarnators’ morale soaring.

Driven by such immense rewards, they fought with bloodshot eyes.

Everyone present was at least a Veteran Reincarnator to have joined this mission. Ordinary Reincarnators were not even qualified to provide support.

Every one of them had their own specialties and hidden trump cards!

Meanwhile, several figures observing the battlefield from the shadows wore grave expressions.

"De Gaulle is even stronger than I imagined. If we wait until they finish wiping out the Uchiha Clan and free up their hands, then even if we find Itachi, we might only end up making a wedding dress for someone else."

"By then, Itachi will have spent less effort massacring the Uchiha Clan, so he probably won’t be seriously injured either. Even Lord Xue was defeated in one move. If he really hasn’t been affected at all, then our situation may be troublesome as well."

"Then let’s get rid of these uncertain factors first."

"I’ll test him first…"

One figure suddenly became wrapped in a dense layer of black Armament Haki, then shot toward De Gaulle, who was controlling the battlefield from the rooftop, like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Having witnessed De Gaulle’s methods, the attacker still dared to strike first. He clearly had considerable confidence in his own combat ability.

The force of his charge tore a shriek through the air.

Beyond the area covered in black, the air also twisted as though under extreme heat. The distortion extended over ten meters around him.

To the naked eye, it looked like a terrifying Aura.

De Gaulle, who had been overlooking the entire battlefield, seemed to have sensed the attack long ago.

Without the slightest flourish, he casually drew the hilt at his waist. A Force Lightsaber capable of cutting through anything swept straight at his opponent.

As his opponent dodged, De Gaulle made a gesture with his free hand. In the next instant, the black figure covered in Armament Haki was forced to crash into the Lightsaber himself.

But the black-clad figure likewise seemed to have predicted the Lightsaber’s trajectory in advance, perhaps even the force imposed upon him.

He raised a katana completely enhanced and covered by Armament Haki, slashing at a tricky angle toward De Gaulle’s sword hilt.

Force Sense, capable of predicting danger, and Observation Haki clashed head-on!

"Oh? So it’s Mr. Muto. What, are you regretting the intelligence you sold us?"

After casually swinging back at the other man’s blade and forcing the black figure to change moves and pull away again, De Gaulle seemed to recognize his identity.

Japan’s famous swordsman, who had recently come to France on a visit!

However, the man’s appearance had been expected from the start.

Though he was an old-timer with a long-standing reputation, being old did not necessarily mean being strong!

Blue radiance bloomed in De Gaulle’s eyes as he raised a hand and pressed toward his opponent. Under the full force of his control over the Force—

Muto, who radiated an overbearing presence and was covered in Armament Haki, along with the area around him where even the sky had become distorted—

Seemed to freeze in an instant, bound by a terrifying force like an insect trapped in amber.

Though the violent fluctuations of his Armament Haki caused the restraint to tremble, rapidly loosen, and crack, it was still enough for De Gaulle to launch his follow-up attack…

Still, still two updates…

I had an old master work on the circulation in my shoulder. I feel like I don’t want to live now—I don’t even dare lean against my chair…

He said all my tendons were knotted together, so it would take major work. Once a week for around four or five weeks before it might improve.

On top of the hand I fell on the day before yesterday, my old knee injury, and my man-period, something feels a little off…