Amagiri Ren’s reasons for choosing Itachi Uchiha and Nagato were simple.
Itachi possessed exceptional tactical intelligence and powerful genjutsu.
With his Sharingan, he always seemed capable of controlling the flow of a battle.
More importantly, his Susanoo wielded three divine weapons: the Totsuka Blade, the Yata Mirror, and the Yasaka Magatama.
Because of his chronic illness, Itachi had died before he could ever display his true peak strength.
Using his perfected Impure World Reincarnation, Amagiri Ren had granted Itachi an ideal body.
He believed that with no illness holding him back, Itachi would reveal astonishing combat power.
The same was true for Nagato.
While alive, Nagato’s body had been left frail and severely damaged by the burden of the Rinnegan.
That weakness had greatly limited his strength.
Now that he possessed a perfected reanimated body, he could finally use his abilities without restraint.
The main reason Amagiri Ren selected him was the power of the Six Paths of Pain.
When it came to using the Rinnegan’s many abilities, few could compare to Nagato.
Amagiri Ren looked forward to watching him unleash one strange technique after another in the Ragnarok arena and show the gods something they had never seen before.
“Jiraiya is the only remaining person I still need to reanimate.” “There’s no need to rush.
Hiruzen and Minato are already searching for him.
It shouldn’t take them long.” “Next, we begin recruiting the living.” Among the shinobi who were still alive, the first two people Amagiri Ren considered were Obito Uchiha and Might Guy.
Obito had the potential to reach a Six Paths form.
As for the thick-browed Might Guy, after opening all Eight Gates, he had nearly kicked Six Paths Madara to death.
His strength unquestionably ranked among the very best in the shinobi world.
“You two should come with us.” Amagiri Ren looked at Brunhilde and Göll.
“Without you there to explain everything, the others may assume we’re plotting something.” “After all, this is a world built on deception and schemes.” “All right.” Brunhilde and Göll followed Amagiri Ren’s group.
Both Valkyries were still deeply impressed by the battle between Madara and Kabuto.
“Ninjutsu…” Brunhilde thought back to the techniques she had witnessed.
“I’ve never seen humans fight that way before.
Perhaps even the gods will be surprised.” Anticipation began to rise within her.
Even if humanity could not defeat the gods, Brunhilde wanted those arrogant beings who treated humans as worthless to finally recognize their strength.
“Aren’t we supposed to win?” Amagiri Ren turned toward her in surprise.
“Why have your expectations fallen so low?
Is earning the gods’ respect enough for you now?” Madara and the others gathered around as well, asking whether the gods were truly that powerful.
Brunhilde took a deep breath before answering.
“The gods cannot be defeated.” “They have existed for countless ages and possess powers far beyond human understanding.” “I have encountered warriors from many worlds whose strength appeared to exceed every human limit.” “Yet once they entered the Ragnarok arena, the gods slaughtered them.
They were not even able to fight back.” Brunhilde had once believed that a human who reached the absolute peak could defeat a god.
But after watching humanity from more than a thousand worlds fail, she had finally accepted what the gods claimed.
Humans could not defeat them.
“More than a thousand worlds were destroyed?” Nagato’s expression changed.
“Are the gods truly that powerful?” “You seem to have forgotten that you also called yourself a god when you destroyed Konoha.” Amagiri Ren gave him a flat look.
“What?” Tobirama’s head snapped toward Nagato.
“You destroyed Konoha?” His chakra surged as he prepared to attack Nagato.
Even Hashirama narrowed his eyes and made no attempt to stop his younger brother.
“Tobirama, what do you think you’re doing?” Madara stepped forward.
“Nagato is under my protection.” His Susanoo was ready to manifest at any moment.
If Tobirama dared to attack Nagato, Madara clearly intended to intervene.
Nagato stared at him in confusion.
When had he become Madara Uchiha’s subordinate?
Still, having someone like Madara protecting him did not feel bad at all.
“Lord First, Lord Second, please calm down.” Nagato bowed his head sincerely.
“I lost myself and caused immeasurable damage to Konoha.” “Afterward, I sacrificed my life to revive the shinobi who died during the attack.” “I ask the two of you to forgive me.” Before his death, Nagato had already freed himself from the hatred that had controlled him.
Now that his mind was clear, standing before the First and Second Hokage naturally made him uneasy.
“You actually did what?” Madara struck Nagato on the head.
“I gave you the Rinnegan so you could revive me.” “And you wasted the Rinne Rebirth Technique on Konoha’s ordinary shinobi?” Madara felt as though the entire day had been designed to infuriate him.
“My apologies, Lord Madara.” Nagato hurriedly bowed to him as well.
The group immediately descended into another noisy argument.
At least they had all temporarily forgotten how terrifying the gods were.
That was probably a good thing.
“A god is merely someone with greater strength than everyone else.” Amagiri Ren finally brought the discussion to an end.
“Exactly!” Madara’s fighting spirit flared.
“I enjoy fighting strong opponents.
I only hope these so-called gods do not disappoint me.” “Brother, people called you the God of Shinobi too.” Tobirama gave Hashirama a teasing grin.
“Perhaps these gods are the same as you—impressive reputation, but not much else.” Hashirama slowly turned toward him.
“Would you like me to use True Several Thousand Hands on you?” The look in Hashirama’s eyes made Tobirama immediately close his mouth and stand quietly.
Itachi and Nagato watched from the side without saying much.
“Enough wasting time.” Amagiri Ren waved his hand.
“Let’s go.” With that, he led the group away to find the masked man, Obito Uchiha.