While the Hidden Sand and Hidden Leaf were preparing for war, on the other side of the ninja world continent.
"Bang!"
A dumbbell crashed to the ground, and a young Killer Bee, panting heavily, mumbled nonsensical raps to encourage himself.
Compared to when the Cloud Village's AB duo was first formed, Killer Bee was now much more robust.
Although he wasn't quite the beefy hunk like the Raikage, the muscles on his body had already become full and well-defined.
"Bee! Get up and keep going! We must become stronger to shoulder the future of the village!"
The Fourth Raikage, A, grunted as he pumped iron, shouting at Killer Bee.
The Fourth Raikage could accept that there was a gap between himself and others, but he couldn't accept such a large gap.
Now that they were both candidates for the Kage of their respective villages, they would inevitably be compared.
Therefore, he desperately wanted to become stronger.
Not only himself, but the entire AB duo was also in a relationship where they shared both honor and disgrace. If he couldn't beat someone alone, then the AB duo working together should be able to beat them.
"Alright, let Bee rest for a bit."
A steady and sonorous voice rang out, and the Third Raikage lifted the curtain and entered the gym.
"Father? Why are you here? Where's that old man from the Hidden Sand Village? Have you finished talking?"
"Ebizo has already left."
"Then are we helping the Hidden Sand or the Hidden Leaf?"
The Fourth Raikage asked.
The Third Raikage replied, "We'll help whoever wins."
"How is that different from what we said before, Father?"
For the Cloud Village, it was certainly best for the other ninja villages to check and balance each other.
If the Hidden Sand had the upper hand, they would help the Hidden Leaf, and if the Hidden Leaf had the upper hand, they would help the Hidden Sand.
"Things are different now. The Hidden Sand Village is trying to bypass the Daimyo. If they succeed, it means that the past ninja village system of the ninja world will change. Once a ninja village completely gets rid of the Daimyo's constraints, you can see how fast their development can be by looking at the Hidden Sand Village in the past two years, not to mention that they will also control the wealth and resources accumulated by the entire Land of Wind in the future.
At that time, every ninja village in the ninja world, as long as they don't want to be left behind by the Hidden Sand Village, will be forced to make changes. That will be as great a feat as when Hashirama Senju created the ninja village system."
"What if the Hidden Sand Village fails?"
"That means that this new system does not have enough stability to replace the old system, and it is just a flash in the pan during a special historical period.
We don't need to learn from them. When the time comes, the Hidden Sand Village will pay the price for their actions, and they will be swept into the trash heap of history by every Daimyo who is wary of this system, and the Land of Wind will be divided up by the various countries. It would be a good thing if they could become a small country like the Land of Hot Water."
The Third Raikage put on a wise look and said to his son.
"Uh, I understand the general idea, but Father, you must have learned these words from Mr. Dodai."
"How do you know?"
"Even if you can understand these things, you don't have the ability to say such things."
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At the same time as the Raikage and his son were talking, on the coast of the Land of Lightning, Ebizo, accompanied by several ninjas from the Hidden Sand Village, boarded a large ship with some fresh water and food.
They would then bypass the sphere of influence of the Land of Fire through the sea, arrive at the Land of Water, and visit the newly appointed Fourth Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi, in the Hidden Mist Village.
In the distance from the coast, a pitcher plant slowly rose.
Madara Uchiha, who was in the Land of Water, had already received the news before Ebizo arrived.
"The Hidden Sand's envoy is almost here? I really didn't expect that their bunch of troublemakers would actually rewrite the situation in the ninja world into what it is now."
Yagura Karatachi, with lifeless eyes, stood quietly in front of the table, wearing the Mizukage robe, while in front of him, Madara Uchiha sat at the table, connected to White Zetsu.
It was as if Madara Uchiha was the real Mizukage here, and he, Yagura, was just a humble subordinate.
"Lord Madara, you can't blame the Hidden Sand Village for this. If it weren't for your despicable and shameless adding fuel to the fire, disguising the other clones of the main body as the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, this war would not have been possible!"
White Zetsu, who came to report the news, gesticulated excitedly, but was glared at by Madara Uchiha with his three-tomoe Sharingan and killed with genjutsu.
"Lord Madara, White Zetsus with strength close to the Jonin level are too difficult to cultivate. It's enough for you to give him a lesson. There's no need to kill him, let alone that your current body is so weak that it's no longer suitable for you to take action."
Black Zetsu slowly emerged from Madara Uchiha's body, hoarsely saying.
"Hmph, it's just a clumsy product that imitates Hashirama. Killing him is killing him. But you're right, this decaying body is about to give out, and we must start a war as soon as possible, send the Uchiha to the battlefield, and select a suitable successor."
Madara Uchiha felt his increasingly aging body and said indifferently.
In order to open the Rinnegan, the vitality of his body had been depleted too much, and even extracting chakra was not as smooth as when he was young, and his strength had greatly declined.
If he had the full strength of his prime, with his arrogant and domineering personality, how could he have allowed himself to hide in the darkness for decades like this, playing with these conspiracies like a rat?
The long time, the aging body, and the weakened strength had already caused the former Asura of the ninja world to lose some of his spirit.
He was becoming more and more impatient, wanting to use his once young body and hot blood to reawaken his spirit, and then carry out the Eye of the Moon Plan to create a perfect world.
"I understand, Lord Madara. So next, we'll have Yagura meet with Ebizo and send troops to the Hidden Leaf? How many people are suitable?"
Madara Uchiha replied, "Send out everyone who can be mobilized. Anyway, the Land of Water is isolated overseas, and no one can attack it. We need to raise the intensity of the war in the shortest amount of time. Only when the brat from the Sarutobi clan can't hold back his temper will he agree to let the Uchiha appear on the battlefield on a large scale."
"Yes, but the Daimyo also has concerns about this matter and seems to want us to attack the Hidden Sand Village."
Black Zetsu drilled out of Madara Uchiha's body and poured into Yagura's body like a fluid, controlling Yagura to ask.
Next, he would have to face Ebizo, a man of considerable wisdom. Yagura, who was controlled by genjutsu, might lack motivation, and there were not many smart people among the White Zetsu, so he had to take the lead for the time being.
"Then let's replace the Daimyo of the Land of Water with White Zetsu. That's right, that way we can get enough military expenses to arm the Hidden Mist Village and bring greater pressure to the Hidden Leaf."
Madara Uchiha closed his scarlet pupils and stopped talking.
He was too weak; speaking for so long had already exhausted him.
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Shimizu in the Marvel world was also quite impatient.
Because the Ancient One had told him that the time to go to the dimension of Altor was at hand.
In that old codger's words, Altor was a great mage who had almost unified science and magic, with a fighting power comparable to even some of the dimensional demon gods. His work, the Book of Altor, was a treasure no less valuable than the Darkhold and the Book of Vishanti.
"Old man, when are we leaving?"
Shimizu asked, chuckling at the Ancient One.
"Tsk, getting old, I feel this shoulder... a bit sore."
On the beach in Hawaii, the Ancient One was half-lying on a beach chair, muttering indistinctly.
The old guy was wearing a short, tan robe on his upper body, and colorful beach shorts on his lower body, drinking iced juice and wearing sunglasses on his face. He couldn't have been enjoying himself more.
A layer of shimmering green Yang Release chakra condensed in Shimizu's palm and pressed onto the Ancient One's shoulder.
"Hiss... comfortable! Feels like my feet are a bit..."
"Old man, I advise you not to be ungrateful."
The sound of bones creaking echoed as Shimizu's expression instantly turned cold.
Without a single mistake, the first issue is always the fastest!
"Ouch! That hurts!"
The Ancient One grimaced, but didn't move Shimizu's hand away.
Although it hurt, a steady stream of Yang Release chakra, enhanced by the Mind Stone, was soothing his aging body, which had been eroded by the power of darkness for hundreds of years.
Even if it couldn't stop the decay of his body, it could at least prevent the Ancient One from feeling pain because his body couldn't withstand the increasingly profound power of darkness while he was alive.
Even though he already knew and accepted that he would die in the near future, the Ancient One didn't think about making any changes.
Because he had to try his best to make the timeline of this world develop in the best direction.
A few minutes later.
"This old man is going to die in less than two years, and you're not even being considerate. I'm telling you! But you have to get the new planner to adjust the drop rate in the game."
The Ancient One rubbed his shoulder grumbling, complaining to Shimizu.
"Alright, hurry up, if you die, I'll definitely burn a high-end gaming computer for you."
"Remember to burn me one every year. Electronic accessories and the like are updated very quickly, and every issue of Weekly Shonen Jump manga, every issue of Playboy magazine, and also, remember to top up my various game accounts with a sum of money every month. I don't need too much, just enough to max out the monthly card and all the氪金 activities. Anyway, it's just a sum of money and some data to you..."
That old bastard really wasn't holding back.
"You're dead, what do you need it for?"
"Hey, death isn't the end, kid. You're still too young, you haven't seen the true face of the multiverse."
The Ancient One took off his sunglasses, slurped down the juice, and put down his crossed legs.
Heh, he had latched onto a thigh even more powerful than Vishanti, death had no effect on him, he just wouldn't be hanging around here anymore.
At the thought that he could get rid of these troubles in less than two years, the Ancient One couldn't help but hum.
A burst of yellow-green light surged from the Ancient One, making the clothes on his body ancient and mysterious.
The purple-red robe and crown, the golden belt, and the black lining were hung with several unknown magical instruments. The Eye of Agamotto on his chest glowed slightly, setting off the little old man's figure as profound and dignified, looking like a great mage.
This was the Sorcerer Supreme revered by everyone in the magical world.
"How is it, doesn't this old man look intimidating now?"
The Ancient One grinned, rushing towards Shimizu.
The atmosphere of a detached master was instantly destroyed by the贱贱 smile on the Ancient One's face.
"Looks like one of those unlucky guys in the late medieval witch hunts."
"Young people just don't understand aesthetics. This set of clothes is an antique from the Wanli period."
"It looks so new, like it's from last week."
"Because I used the Time Stone to restore it to when it was first produced."
The Ancient One grinned, reaching out to open a portal with a Sling Ring.
"Let's go."
"Where to?"
"Asgard. The World Tree is the node connecting the real world and higher-dimensional space. Coincidentally, a Sorcerer Supreme from another universe has something to do in Altor recently. He calculated more precise coordinates for the dimension of Altor. You have to be at the World Tree, with the help of the power of the World Tree, under the guidance of Vishanti, to meet him and reach Altor."
"With the help of the power of the World Tree?"
While Shimizu was wondering, he took off the Eye of Walter from his chest and handed it to the Ancient One for temporary safekeeping.
The Infinity Stones lose their effect once they leave this universe, and taking them out is just a useless stone, at most it looks good.
Maybe the Infinity Stone was just taken out one second, and the next second, another corresponding Infinity Stone will be generated in a corner of the universe, and taking it back will turn it into a useless stone.
These were what the Ancient One told Shimizu.
The Sorcerers Supreme of the past have kept the Time Stone for thousands of years, and have a deep enough understanding of the Infinity Stones.
Among the people Shimizu knew, the only one who really had the ability to guard the Infinity Stones was the Ancient One.
"That's right, if you learn Astral Projection, then you can use your soul to travel through endless time and space, and explore the multiverse, because the spiritual body has no mass and no physical body. But to bring your body, your magic weapons, and even your armor over, you need a level of powerful energy that can break through this universe."
The Ancient One took the Eye of Walter and hung it around his neck, reaching out to use the illusion ability attached to the Eye of Walter to hide it.
More than 80% of the structure of the Eye of Walter is based on the Eye of Agamotto. The Ancient One can use it very quickly.
"This price, even if paid to Vishanti, will be very high, so the best choice is to go through Odin's relationship, relying on the power of Yggdrasil to achieve it. We only need to pay Vishanti the guiding fee."
"Won't doing this incur Odin's favor?"
"Yes, but it's more cost-effective, because Odin also needs someone to help him now."
"I understand."
Shimizu nodded slightly, following the Ancient One into the portal to Asgard.
With the Time Stone, planning things is convenient.
On the other side of the portal, the Asgardians had already noticed the anomaly. While the Palace Guards were on guard, they sent someone to report.
