Naruto: Saving the Universe by Stealing Attributes

"Kill these Sunagakure bastards! Avenge our fallen comrades!"

"Bet everything on this fight! Even if we die, we won't retreat. Sunagakure will fall!"

"Explosive tags! Throw all the explosive tags at them!"

The Konoha shinobi charged into the Sunagakure camp with a fiery zeal.

After holding back for so long, they were finally able to unleash their full fury.

Today, they'd teach these poison-wielding, trap-setting puppeteers who the strongest shinobi village truly was!

However, after the initial chaos, the Sunagakure shinobi quickly regrouped.

Over a year of war had honed every single one of them into battle-hardened veterans.

As the Konoha forces advanced, Sunagakure's puppets moved to the front line, forming an unyielding barrier.

The middle ranks launched a flurry of ninjutsu, while puppet masters in the rear controlled their constructs with precision.

"Dammit! These cowards and their dirty tactics again!"

"Be careful! Don't get injured!"

"I've been hit by senbon… Screw it! I'll take you down with me!"

The Sunagakure counterattack stalled Konoha's momentum.

Though they had the advantage in strength, the Sand ninja's weapons were coated with lethal poisons.

Even the smallest wound from a senbon meant certain death.

As a result, despite their sneak attack, Konoha's casualties ended up matching Sunagakure's.

"These Konoha fools are faltering—press on!"

"Hahaha! They dared to attack us? They're digging their own graves!"

"None of you are leaving here alive!"

Many Sand shinobi laughed uproariously.

On the battlefield, they'd usually have to conserve their puppets, senbon, kunai, and poisons.

But here, in their own camp, resources were in abundance. They simply kept hurling weapons at the enemy.

A barrage of senbon, gleaming coldly, rained down like a storm upon the Konoha ranks.

Seeing this, the Konoha shinobi at the front lines braced themselves with grim determination.

The attack was too dense to dodge.

Even so, they'd drag as many Sand ninja down with them as possible before dying.

"Damn it… after this, I can finally rest."

"Hahaha! Take care of my wife for me, guys."

"Tell my mother I wasn't a coward!"

The front-line Konoha shinobi, knowing death was inevitable, prepared their explosive tags and charged forward with battle cries.

The Sunagakure forces sneered in response.

Hmph! If these fools thought they could break through the puppet barrier with sheer recklessness, they were sorely mistaken.

But just as the senbon were about to rain down on Konoha's forces, a golden wave of sand surged from the ground.

The sand rose high and cascaded downward, forming an impenetrable shield in front of the Konoha shinobi.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The senbon struck the wall of gold sand, producing a cacophony of metallic clinks before falling harmlessly to the ground.

Both the Konoha and Sunagakure shinobi froze in shock.

What the hell just happened?

"Wait… isn't this Rasa's Gold Dust? Why is it protecting us?!"

"Yeah, it's not attacking us either. Did the Sand shinobi just turn on each other?"

Konoha's shinobi were utterly confused.

Moments ago, they'd been resigned to death, only to be saved by what appeared to be the enemy's jutsu.

The Sand shinobi were equally baffled.

"Why did Rasa-sama block our attack?!"

"Was it a mistake? That wasted so many senbon!"

"No way. Look closer—if it was a mistake, why isn't the Gold Dust attacking the Konoha shinobi now?"

"Good point. Where's Rasa-sama? Can someone explain what's going on?"

As the Sunagakure forces scrambled for answers, the golden sand surged like a tidal wave, crashing into their ranks.

"Gold Dust Burial!"

Boom!

The puppets on the front lines were instantly crushed to powder, leaving a massive gap in the Sand shinobi's defenses.

The sand then rose into the air, looming like a dark cloud over the battlefield.

"Magnet Release: Gold Dust Imperial Funeral!"

The golden sand formed a massive barrier, and countless spears of sand emerged from every direction, piercing through the Sunagakure forces.

Agonized screams filled the air. Within moments, the ground was drenched in blood.

The Sand shinobi trapped inside the golden barrier were turned into lifeless husks, riddled with holes.

Sitting cross-legged atop the floating Gold Dust, Mirai hovered closer to the battlefield.

She gazed at the stunned Konoha shinobi below and said softly,

"Fall back. Leave the rest to me."

It wasn't until they saw Mirai that the Konoha forces realized what was happening.

"So, it's Mirai-sama who's controlling the Gold Dust?!"

"That explains why it protected us earlier. It's Mirai-sama's doing!"

"Magnet Release… Is Mirai-sama actually an orphan adopted by the Uchiha Clan?"

"Shut up! Haven't you seen his Sharingan before?"

"Speaking of which, his eyes look different from normal Sharingan, don't they?"

"Whatever the case, Mirai-sama saved our lives. Let's follow his orders and retreat!"

As the Konoha shinobi pulled back, the Sunagakure forces were thrown into complete disarray.

At first, they'd thought Rasa was controlling the Gold Dust.

But now, they realized it was an Uchiha.

What in the world was going on?

"Why is the Gold Dust attacking us? Did Rasa-sama lose his mind?!"

"Damn it! What the hell is happening?! Where is Rasa-sama?"

"Don't tell me… an Uchiha from Konoha is actually using Magnet Release?!"

The sight of the Gold Dust turning against them filled the Sand shinobi with dread.

They had never imagined how devastating their own bloodline limit could be when aimed at them.

Even their prized puppet techniques were utterly useless against it.

Chiyo's face was grim. Unlike the others, she knew the truth.

Rasa was dead. She'd confirmed his body herself.

There was no way this could be a mistake or a genjutsu.

The only explanation was that this Uchiha brat, Mirai, could truly wield Magnet Release.

From afar, her gaze met Mirai's eerie, intricate eyes.

Her heart sank.

There was no doubt—those eyes were Mangekyō Sharingan.

And if Mirai's control over Magnet Release was linked to his eyes…

Chiyo clenched her fists.

"Damn it… Mangekyō Sharingan…"

According to their records, Uchiha Madara had once wielded these same cursed eyes to display godlike power.

His very presence had terrorized the shinobi world until his death at the hands of Hashirama Senju.

But now, after so many years, those same sinister eyes had returned to the battlefield.

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