Invincible

As tough as it was, Kazehana Sosetsu finally accepted the monarch offline system.

The reason why it wasn't a straight forward step was to give the future Kakashi and Naruto room to maneuver. At the same time, the context of the times was also taken into account.

The legacy of the Warring States does still exist.

Even Makoto can legally open a harem in the modern world, so as to contact all the forces, but also rely on the legacy of the Warring States.

Changing customs is not an easy task.

Some people had long been accustomed to such patterns, and there was always a process of correcting their minds... Even if the braid on the body was removed, it would still take a bit of time to remove the braid in the heart.

Of course Makoto wanted to do it in one step, but he also knew that it would be easy to pull the plug.

If his generation could liquidate the nobles completely, it would be considered a success.

Let Kakashi have the headache of changing his mind.

The first time was always harder on people, but the smaller nations weren't stupid, and after vaguely getting a bit of information, they took the initiative to start contacting Konoha more often.

They had already sensed that the boots that had been hanging in the air for a long time were finally going to fall.

Among the small countries, those that had cooperated with Makoto were obviously under much less psychological pressure. Like Land of Grass, everyone could even sit together and talk and laugh.

And those who have no contact... then they can only bite the bullet and come into contact with Konoha.

The situation of offense and defense is different now.

It's no longer the ninja who have to listen to the nobles, but the martial regime has begun to be practiced.

If the Nobles don't come over and find a way back for themselves, if they don't hurry up and turn themselves to the side of the ninja, then they'll be waiting to be liquidated - not that they won't be liquidated if they change, it's just that the Konoha doesn't liquidate.

Akatsuki organization wants to kill you, it is none of my Konoha's business.

Even though he lost his reincarnation eye and his battle power and deterrent power were greatly reduced, Nagato was still a true master and an extreme hater of precious things.

His side was killing big while Konoha's side was collecting dogs from all over the world. The two sides tacitly cooperated, little by little removing those weak forces.

Rightfully so, this mutual cooperation didn't allow the two sides to completely resolve the nobles.

When the chaos set off by the Akatsuki Organization proceeded to a certain extent, finally causing the Nobles of the five great countries to resist the urge to settle it at all costs, Makoto stepped in.

The big merchant groups, the working class, the small citizen groups, the intellectuals of the five big countries... after accumulating over the past few years, each country had actually hidden a sea of unstable elements. Before, Makoto had been hiding their existence, but now... there's no need anymore.

What had happened in the Land of Lightning before had now happened in the five great countries at the same time.

Only this time, the people who were raging were not just targeting the cabinet ministers, but all the nobles.

The anger that was barely held back before now completely exploded.

Yugito's previous judgment was correct, this group of people seemed silent, but when they really got going, even the heavens and earth had to fear their roar.

The era of precious things was over, and the people now longed for a strong and stable republic.

Everyone had had enough.

In their panic, the Nobles also launched the harshest counterattack.

But the bloody suppression by the army didn't really happen.

For one thing, there was no shortage of sympathizers for the rioting people in the army - even many of them had family members directly involved in the revolt.

For two... the military bosses restrained them powerfully.

It was a strange thing for the military bosses to do.

But it couldn't be helped, who made the ninjas stick their bittersweet directly into the beds of the bosses, eagerly expressing their desire to know their choices...

At the end of the day, the relationship between the military branch and the ninja village was still relatively close.

Moreover, now that the ninja side had a super nuke like Makoto... then there's still a hammer.

Wouldn't it be good to sell the daimyo and form a military government together.

...The ninja village doesn't seem to have any intention of forming a military government, but we're all on our own, so we don't care.

All in all, within a few months, the world shook and changed!

The snow and wind that fell not only failed to annihilate the flames in people's hearts, but instead allowed them to take advantage of the natural disaster to release all the flames in their hearts.

The whole world was on fire.

Incredibly drastic and unprecedented changes were sweeping through everything.

Land of Fire, inside the Daimyo's residence.

The Daimyo of the Land of Fire took a slow sip of tea.

"Ah, it's going to be winter again... time really passes quickly. -

"The older one gets, the less one sees of this world. -

"Godaime, a few years ago, you were just a Jonin, weren't you?"

The Land of Fire Daimyo finished so and put down his cup of tea.

Makoto ordered another cup of tea for him.

To be fair, Makoto was actually not that fond of the so-called tea ceremony.

He really didn't find this kind of scrubbing interesting.

But this time, the situation was special.

"Yes, during the Third Ninja World War, I was in charge of miscellaneous soldier cleanup all year round. Thanks to the care of my patrons, I built up a slight merit."

"That was fast... just a few years... and now you've grown to the point where even I must look up to you..."

The Land of Fire's Daimyo was considered one of the more dark-hearted fellows, and in his long career as a ruler, he had developed a unique set of logic for ruling.

He would hardly ever reveal his true thoughts so obviously.

But right now, he couldn't care less - because, he was about to die.

Even if he only had Makoto in front of him, and he was in the middle of his residence, surrounded by the most elite warriors, he knew that he was going to die.

Not only was he going to die, everyone around him was going to die.

The power of the Six Path was so unreasonable.

Before, Makoto never took a stand, making people apprehensive, and now...

"Kill me... perhaps. But I'm not sure if there will be a worse outcome."

That Good Soul guy had always been stronger than him, and acted with complete indifference to consequences.

If he died early, that Good Soul guy would lose all his constraints and might return to earth early... or would he follow him and disappear completely?

Makoto didn't really know the answer.

But... there were no ifs about anything.

"What worse consequences could there be?"

"Like... forget it, it's pointless."

Makoto pushed a dagger in front of the daimyo of the Land of Fire.

The dagger was exquisitely and elegantly decorated, and it had an antique look to it, an antique that had been passed down for hundreds of years at the very least.

Makoto did not have this kind of taste.

This dagger, in fact, was quietly given to Naho by the Land of Fire Daimyo, allowing her to secretly assassinate Makoto.

Even the most powerful ninja were incredibly vulnerable at a given moment - when Makoto was on the move, the daimyo weren't just hanging in place.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was so great that it was almost ineffective.

Not only did the people under his command begin to loathe the nobles, but even royals like Naho's little princess chose to cut and run.

Of course Makoto knew about the deadly stuff hidden in the little princess, but he was still very happy to see her choice.

Of course, just because he was happy didn't stop him from coming over now to settle the score with the daimyo of the Land of Fire.

"You and I have always known each other for a while, and I have been taken care of by you many times during that time."

"Now that it's come to this, there's nothing more to say between you and me... a king has a king's way of dying."

The Land of Fire Daimyo sat dumbfounded, seemingly reminiscing about his life.

After a long time, he said indifferently.

"It will have to be another five years at the very least. At that time, it would be more prudent for you to completely remove the traces we left behind, or discredit us and completely stigmatize us... now don't look like you're forcing it down, but the real conflict and tussle is actually only starting now... there's bound to be someone..."

"You mean a mimic worm, right?"

As a true young man, Makoto certainly knew what the Land of Fire's daimyo was talking about.

"Mimic worms... very apt then. So what are you going to do?"

"I will marry Naho, and she will take on the name of a female Daimyo for a few years in lieu of that for the time being."

Thoroughly purging the nobles is not in conflict with temporarily recruiting Noble traitors, or even giving them certain rights.

In the end, it wasn't so much about giving the nobles time as it was giving the ninja time to adapt to the new era - having that group of guys who were used to holding bitterness in their hands, from now on holding a pencil in their hands, just thinking about it would be a disaster.

A large portion of the ninja in the Shinobi world were no smarter than Kai.

On the contrary, this matter still had to be done.

"Then her child, can it inherit your seat?"

"I'm afraid Suna will have a hard time."

"Really... you, I'm afraid your harem will explode every day in the future. Hahahahaha!"

The Land of Fire's Daimyo laughed to himself.

...Damn, why, besides the system, do you also want to see my harem explode!

Makoto sat in place, patiently waiting for the Land of Fire Daimyo to finish laughing.

"Other than that, is there anything else to add? About Naho, and the future..."

"No more. I never had feelings for her in the first place, so why pretend at the end."

"Really..."

"Well, that's the end of it... what a pity, it would have been so nice if you were willing to become the adopted son of the old center in the first place."

Makoto smiled and did not reply.

How could he betray his iron vote bank.

Unless... he was born into the royal family from the beginning.

How could that be possible.

The Daimyo of the Land of Fire stood up, and he shook his old body and began to chant his resignation poem in an ancient song.

"The body is like the morning dew, misty and following the dream, reigning over the world, prosperity is like a dream."

Makoto quietly retreated.

In the next moment, the dazzling light of the Golden Wheel Reincartion Explosion began to flicker.

... ...

In these recent months, the five great nations were truly incomparably chaotic.

Natural and man-made disasters had simply picked the right time to pile up and explode together.

In Makoto's efforts to unite the big and small nations, there had really been countless messes - after living in the same place for decades, even a simple move would lead to countless twists and turns, not to mention the five nations.

The political ability of those guys in the Shinobi world was nothing short of tragic.

Makoto wasn't a god, and he couldn't do everything.

Luckily, the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion wasn't for reasoning.

Anyway, if you can't do it, give me death.

Under absolute violence, everyone was in pain, slowly but surely moving towards a new generation.

Or... completely abandoned by the times.

The flood of the times rolled by, and I don't know how many heroes and heroines were buried in time.

But there was nothing Makoto could do, and at this point in time, he could only continue to move forward.

Because it was getting closer and closer to that time that Sasuke had said.

The Otsutsuki clan was rapidly approaching, and considering that he had to leave some margin, Makoto could only move faster and faster.

Now, he was going to revive Kaguya.

In the middle of winter, Makoto was sitting in the center of the Great Desert in the Land of Wind.

This was the place where it began, and naturally, it should also be the place where it ended.

On his side, an incomparably huge spell formation was carved. And in the center of the spell formation, the body of Uchiha Madara was quietly placed.

As well as... the juubi that are becoming more and more active inside.

Even though it had yet to come out, the powerful natural chakra fluctuations of the Juubi still made one's scalp tingle.

-In fact, even without the time provided by Sasuke, with the Juubi's current level of activity, Makoto could only revive Kaguya.

At this moment, those who stayed around the formation were all the peak ninjas of this world, and they still felt gusts of suffocation.

Yes, after a few months of killing and pacification, the situation in the countries slowed down. A large number of noble objects had been slaughtered, but at the same time, many had been temporarily topped up.

Now the ninja could finally focus on Kaguya.

On this great desert, almost all the masters of the ninja world had come.

Even including those three sages from the Three Sacred Lands.

In the original, the three Immortals hung around the entire time, but now that Makoto was in charge, he certainly wouldn't give them this chance to touch the fish.

Aside from the White Snake's constant complaining, the other two sages were fairly stable.

They at least knew a little bit about the evil deeds of the Otsutsuki clan, knowing that this family was as evil and brutal as the Saiyans in Dragon Ball, with devouring and evolving as the only purpose in life.

If they couldn't solve the Otsutsuki clan, then the world would go down with them, so the three sages were extraordinarily on top of things.

Complaints aside, the fists still had to be assisted - they were equally uneasy about Kaguya.

After all, Kaguya's previous record was just too bad.

Dressed in military attire, Terumi Mei and Yugito came to Makoto's side.

"Then again, those three sages are just that... Do you really think that there's any use in summoning us here?"

The big cat had a lot of guts, and even dared to bad mouth Makoto.

However, if she really had to fight a Chakra Ancestor like Kaguya, she was still a bit unsure in her heart.

Not that she was afraid of death, but... there was no way around it, the Moon Battle between Makoto and Uchiha Madara had already made people truly realize just how terrifying an existence the Six Paths level really was.

Not to mention the attack surface, just the blood bar and blue bar, these guys are all points to 40 or more, real monsters that can use up your blue bar with blood.

Moreover, Kaguya's fitting can be considered the top of the top.

The standard chakra absorption ability not to mention, those of her ability for ordinary ninja, all are second level.

There was no point in having a sea of people if you didn't have enough hard power.

Kaguya was the kind of guy whose own skills were so supermodeled that she could win just by handing them all over... that is, she herself was just too much of a rookie...

"I didn't call you guys here to fight, it's mainly to make it easier for me to clear my name. -

"I've always known that a lot of people are actually more... mindful. -

"It's such a rare opportunity, so of course I'm going to do the same as Vegeta and wash my hands of it. -

"Vegeta's whitewashing is a classic, killing good people, destroying cities and civilizations without counting the absolute great evil, just following the protagonist group to fight a few battles, and then becoming a good person, becoming a great hero, then the definition of a good person is also really too cheap... It just so happens that I am too, so I might as well learn from my predecessors. -

"It's a pity that I don't have the Dragon Balls, or else I could have resurrected all the people I killed, that would have been a perfect whitewash."

The two women looked at each other, then together they rolled their eyes towards Makoto.

They knew that what Makoto was babbling out of his mouth was certainly not the real reason.

It was only that he was unwilling to say it... this fellow was, more or less, arrogant. Whenever he encountered a question he didn't want to answer, he would start talking inexplicably flirty.

Everyone was used to it.

"Even if you... not to mention that, after all, the opponent this time is Kaguya-hime, are you really sure?"

At this point in time, there was no longer any need to hide many things.

The higher-ups of the Ninja world already knew about the grudges of the Otsutsuki lineage, those things in the past aside, they only wanted to know if Makoto had any cards in his hand.

This guy definitely has.

But this bad-hearted fellow might not be willing to say...

"Of course there is!"

Makoto said so and revealed a bright smile, even giving a thumbs up.

"For the last few months, I've been studying fashion trends and searching hard for those recognized handsome men."

"By now, I've already gained some insight... it's guaranteed to be so handsome that Kaguya rushes straight to pass out."

"This is the great reverse harem jutsu!"

Yugito almost didn't hold back.

But Terumi Mei dragged her away.

"What kind of shock to the brain did I get in the first place, which led me to look at this kind of goods..."

"Alright, alright, let's go..."

Under the Kages' bouncing, the more or less uneasy ninjas slowly quieted down.

Black Zetsu was the last to arrive.

He certainly wanted to see his mother resurrected more than anyone else, but after all, he was a thousand year old fox and was cautious in this regard.

He observed the periphery for a long time, and only after finally confirming that there was nothing wrong with the spell formation did he arrive in front of Makoto.

"Is it ready?"

"It's already foolproof."

"Then, begin."

And so, Otsutsuki Kaguya, the legendary Rabbit Goddess, opened her eyes once again under the gaze of everyone who was either shocked or terrified.