“I can vouch for him under the name of the First Hokage.” Hashirama stepped forward in support of Tobirama.
“I, Minato Namikaze, the Fourth Hokage, can also confirm that everything Lord Second said is true.” “We were revived by Ren-sama so that we could participate in Ragnarok.” “As for the masked man you’re all wary of, his real identity is Obito Uchiha.
There’s no need to keep guessing.” “He is only standing with us because he was also selected to fight in the battle between humanity and the gods.” As Minato spoke, he reached over and removed Obito’s mask, exposing his face to everyone.
“What?” “The masked man is Obito Uchiha?” The Konoha shinobi were shocked.
Kakashi Hatake was hit harder than anyone else.
His mind went blank as he stared at the face he had believed lost so many years ago.
“Sensei, wasn’t that a little unnecessary?” Obito glared at Minato, clearly displeased.
“You’re hardly in a position to complain.” Minato smiled pleasantly, though the look in his eyes was anything but friendly.
“Don’t forget that my mark is still on your body.
I can kill you whenever I choose.” Revealing the masked man’s identity was at least a show of sincerity toward the Five Kage.
It gave them one less reason to reject the group outright.
“There are too many people here.” Ren looked toward Brunhilde.
“If we want all of them to believe us, you two will need to provide proof.” The three Hokage had stabilized the situation.
Now it was time to show everyone that the threat was real.
Brunhilde nodded and flew into the air above the gathered forces.
“I am Brunhilde, a Valkyrie born of both humanity and divinity.” “And these are the gods who have condemned your world.” She swept one hand through the air.
Golden light scattered across the sky and formed a series of enormous images.
Thor, the God of Thunder, brought his hammer down upon a race of giants.
Poseidon, God of the Sea, raised towering waves that swallowed everything before him.
Apollo, God of the Sun, loosed shining arrows that pierced monstrous serpents and dragons.
Every god shown in the vision possessed overwhelming power.
Even their casual attacks were enough to fill the watching shinobi with fear.
“These are scenes of warriors from other worlds challenging the gods.” Brunhilde released another wave of golden light.
The images changed.
A vast divine arena appeared in the sky.
Legendary human warriors from countless worlds fought one-on-one against the gods.
Every one of those humans had achieved extraordinary feats in life.
Yet against the gods, they fell with horrifying ease.
They could barely defend themselves, much less fight back.
The scenes changed rapidly.
Warrior after warrior was defeated.
Humanity from more than a thousand worlds had challenged the gods, and every world had lost.
“These are the worlds that were destroyed after their champions failed.” Brunhilde waved her hand again.
The visions changed once more.
Divine fire rained from the heavens.
Floods and tsunamis swallowed entire continents.
The earth split apart as mountains collapsed.
Plague, ice, and other disasters swept through cities and nations.
Billions of human lives were erased as easily as insects beneath a boot.
“This is Ragnarok.” Brunhilde slowly descended.
“If your champions cannot defeat the gods, your world will suffer the same fate.” Silence spread through the Allied Shinobi Forces.
Many were still frozen in fear, unable to recover from what they had witnessed.
The destruction of those countless worlds filled them with anger, helplessness, and a crushing sense of their own insignificance.
“How could anyone defeat beings that powerful?” “There’s no chance.” “More than a thousand worlds were destroyed.
Why would ours be any different?” “We may as well prepare for the end.” “The age of shinobi is over.” Despair spread rapidly through the ranks.
The visions had struck their morale harder than any enemy attack.
“Can we really defeat creatures like that?” Even the Five Kage found their mouths dry.
For a moment, none of them knew what to say.
“As I feared…” Brunhilde lowered her gaze.
Showing them the gods’ true strength had destroyed their confidence.
“Are you people truly shinobi?” Madara’s roar suddenly thundered across the battlefield.
The gathered forces flinched.
“Isn’t a shinobi supposed to fight until the final moment?” “You haven’t even met the enemy, yet you’ve already surrendered.” “And you still dare call yourselves shinobi?” Madara looked over them with open contempt.
“Shinobi have truly grown pathetic with each passing generation” A tremendous chakra erupted from his body.
His Perfect Susanoo rose into the sky, vast enough to dwarf the fortress and the army surrounding it.
The sight left everyone speechless.
“I am Madara Uchiha.” He drew the enormous blade of his Susanoo.
“I swear that I will kill the strongest among the gods.” The sword descended.
A distant mountain was sliced apart in a single strike.
The entire Allied Shinobi Forces stared in stunned silence.
“That really is Madara Uchiha…” “He could probably defeat all Five Kage in an instant.” “Can a human truly possess that kind of power?” “He doesn’t look any weaker than the gods Brunhilde showed us.” “Perhaps we really can win.” “Madara will lead us to victory!” The mood of the army began to change.
Madara’s strength was terrifying.
But for once, that terrifying power stood on humanity’s side.
That alone made him seem far more dependable than before.
“Don’t forget that he isn’t the only one here.” Tobirama stepped forward as well.
A frightening surge of chakra burst from his body, adding to the spectacle and lifting the alliance’s morale even further.
He had not actually been selected to fight in Ragnarok.
But the soldiers did not know that.
There was no harm in letting them believe he had.