Talent Entry Ninja of Konoha

Even with everything the Hokage camp had thrown at them, they still failed to triumph over the Pirate King camp.

The reason?

Garp's power was simply overwhelming.

Even when fighting one versus two, he utterly dominated both Madara and Sasuke. In the end, both legendary ninjas were defeated—killed in action—while Garp only walked away with minor injuries.

It was… absolutely outrageous!

Madara and Sasuke, proud and prideful as they were, couldn't help but feel deeply frustrated. A heavy sense of depression hung over them.

Secretly, they both swore—

After this war ends, they must become stronger.

Originally, among the group's power ranking, one of them was second, and the other third.

That alone gave them confidence. They didn't feel any pressure.

But when it came to chasing the number one spot?

They had already given up on that long ago.

There was no way…

The gap between them and Ryosuke was like a chasm. Impossible to cross. Hopeless to chase.

How could they?

But now, that overwhelming gap—that external pressure—sparked a new sense of urgency within them.

After all, this was just the first dimensional war.

What if more come after this?

Would they rely on Ryosuke every single time?

What about the rest of them?

Were they just ornamental pendants, hanging off his greatness?

What a disgrace!

They were big bosses in their own worlds!

Each of them used to walk alone, their very names capable of shaking nations. How could they allow themselves to become glorified background props?

Absolutely unacceptable!

Which meant only one thing—

Train harder!

They had to rise up.

Push themselves.

Strive to reach invincible Six Paths level—and even go beyond that.

Break through the Six Paths level itself…

Step into the legendary god level!

That way, when the next dimensional war erupted, maybe they wouldn't need to rely on Ryosuke at all.

Maybe, they could seize victory with their own hands!

...

Meanwhile, far above the battlefield—

High atop sky-reaching stone pillars, the Hokage camp was now receiving their rewards.

Yes, that's right.

Even though most of them had lost…

With Ryosuke on their side, the final victory still belonged to them.

Almost as soon as their frontline crumbled, Ryosuke acted without hesitation.

With a mere thought, he activated Super God Shinra Tensei. A divine repulsion swept across the entire battlefield like a judgment from the heavens.

Other than the three members of the Hokage side who were protected by Ryosuke's shield, everyone else on the Pirate King camp was—

Instantly obliterated!

They didn't even have time to react.

All 17 Pirate Kings were torn apart in an instant.

Shattered to dust.

Scattered like insects before a typhoon.

Thus, victory was secured, and the rewards fell to the Hokage camp.

Each member received 100,000 points from the team battle.

Not a staggering amount…

But still significantly more than what they'd earned from the previous individual battles.

In total?

1.6 million points.

And the Pirate King side?

Zero.

Not a single point.

Each and every Pirate King sat in stunned silence, their minds broken—mentally autistic from the crushing defeat.

Just then—

A familiar voice echoed through the sky.

"The third round, the next battle, is about to begin! Refreshing crystal coordinates now!"

Everyone immediately looked up.

In the sky above—

Clouds and mist twisted into swirling portals, and new images appeared within them.

"It's the Red Line!"

"Wait… that's Mary Geoise!"

The Pirate King side was visibly shaken.

The crystal coordinate on their side was none other than Mary Geoise, atop the Red Line.

Even more surprising—

Across 17 parallel Pirate Worlds, the crystal refresh point was the same in all of them: Mary Geoise.

But the conditions varied greatly.

In some parallel worlds, Mary Geoise had already been captured by the Pirate Kings. It was no longer the lair of the Celestial Dragons.

But in others?

The World Nobles still reigned.

Which meant that with the crystal refreshing there, it immediately caught the attention of the Celestial Dragons.

And likely—

The Five Elders had already been alerted.

Their expressions turned sour. It was like fate was mocking them.

But then, they realized something.

This might not be a curse…

It could be an opportunity.

With the arrogance of the Celestial Dragons, they would surely claim the crystal point as their own private treasure.

Which meant if the Hokage side attempted to invade, they would be blocked by the Celestial Dragons, the Five Elders, and perhaps even Imu.

In other words, they'd be getting free reinforcements.

A few Pirate Kings smirked darkly.

"Maybe we don't even need to lift a finger…"

"Yeah… they'll fight the Hokage people for us."

Suddenly, their mood improved dramatically.

...

Meanwhile, on the Hokage side—

They also saw their own crystal refresh location.

It appeared in the clouds above: a familiar place.

"The Valley of the End!?"

Hashirama's eyes trembled as he looked at the image of the twin statues carved into the cliffs.

On the other side, Madara stood silent. He didn't feel anything.

After all, in his timeline, there had been no Battle of the Valley of the End between him and Hashirama.

No attachment.

No emotion.

Just another battlefield.

"You have ten minutes to prepare. After ten minutes, the battle officially begins!"

A massive red countdown appeared in the sky.

Everyone instantly closed their eyes and focused.

With a thought, they exited the arena space and returned to their respective real-world bodies.

...

Across both worlds—

Whether they were ninjas or pirates—

Everyone began to move.

Thankfully, during the battle, all group members had access to instant teleportation back to their world's crystal point.

Otherwise, the Hokage camp might've had time to run over from Konoha to the Valley of the End.

But the Pirate Kings?

Most were scattered across the New World.

Mary Geoise was far, far away.

If they had to travel manually—

This teleportation function clearly favored the Pirate King side.

...

Above the Valley of the End—

Ryosuke hovered silently in the sky, gazing down at the massive red crystal embedded into the earth below.

It glowed with an ominous crimson hue, casting long shadows across the rocky terrain.

The crystal occupied nearly 500 square meters. From it, a temporary interdimensional channel pulsed faintly.

On the other side?

17 Pirate Worlds.

This dimensional battle would last seven days.

During that time, each side needed to defend their own crystal point and try to capture the opponent's.

The more crystals they seized, the more points they earned.

And at the end?

The MVP—the best performer—would receive the ultimate prize.

Even Ryosuke didn't know what that final prize would be.

He only hoped—

"Please… don't let it be just points. I really don't need those anymore."

...

"Ninja Art: Wood Clone Technique!"

BOOM!

Two clones burst into existence beside him.

Ryosuke gave the order.

The Wood Clones would stay and defend the crystal point, annihilating any enemy who dared approach.

As for him?

He teleported away—to the ninja world where Sakumo lived. There, he left behind another Wood Clone.

Its mission: secretly protect Kushina and Mikoto.

Even if Sakumo's side failed to stop the invasion, they would remain safe.

"Still…"

Ryosuke muttered, eyes glinting, "Let's let Madara go over to the other side and wreak some havoc."

This world's Madara was Ryosuke's little brother.

While not as strong as the Madara from the chat group, he was still a formidable early-stage Six Paths-level fighter.

Then, Ryosuke paid a visit to this world's Madara once again.

He explained the full situation regarding the war, detailing the current standing, the opened dimensional passage, and the advantage they could seize.

"Whether or not you go is up to you," Ryosuke said calmly. "But if you do… collect as many hair samples as you can from the powerhouses in the Pirate World."

Yes, hair.

Ryosuke's plan was simple but wickedly effective.

He was preparing to generate a new wave of talent entries—this time based on Pirate King World combatants.

He wanted to compare them.

To see how the talent entries formed from the Pirate World differed from those created in the Hokage universe.

After handling that matter, Ryosuke returned to his designated position above the Valley of the End.

At that moment—

Beep—!!

The countdown struck zero.

The crimson sky above the crystal point shimmered.

The dimensional gateway that had been tightly sealed until now suddenly began to ripple and in the next instant, a giant red portal opened mid-air.

"You stay here."

Ryosuke left the two Wood Clones behind with a simple order.

Then—

Without hesitation, he stepped through the swirling red gateway and let it randomly pull him toward one of the 17 Pirate King parallel worlds.

Swoosh—!

The scenery around him distorted.

Time and space twisted momentarily.

When his vision cleared, he found himself standing amidst a majestic city of gilded towers and ancient architecture—its design completely alien compared to the ninja villages of his own world.

Almost instantly—

Alarms were raised.

The guards nearby—armed soldiers dressed in elite uniforms—reacted without hesitation.

"FIRE!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A storm of bullets roared through the air like angry wasps, all of them aimed straight at Ryosuke.

The bullets struck him dead-on, one after another.

Ting! Ting! Ting!

But all they did was spark harmlessly off his clothes.

Not even a scratch.

Ryosuke's gaze calmly swept over the soldiers below.

In that moment, he immediately understood where he was.

"So… this is Mary Geoise."

The capital of the world.

The center of the World Government.

The luxurious lair of the Celestial Dragons.

The so-called most prosperous city in the Pirate King world.

How ironic.

And now—

It was about to become a crater.

"Annoying ants."

With a single thought, Ryosuke's figure shot into the sky like a meteor reversing gravity.

He floated above the entire city, looking down on it as though he were a god preparing to pass judgment.

Below, the golden spires of Mary Geoise glimmered in the sunlight, but Ryosuke's mere presence caused the city to shudder.

And then—

He saw them.

From all corners of the city, powerful figures began to rush toward the crystal point.

Their auras were fierce. Dangerous.

Several of them emitted power comparable to that of a Marine Admiral.

And among them—

He recognized only one.

"Kong…?"

Aside from the former Fleet Admiral, Ryosuke didn't recognize the others. But that didn't matter.

"It's all the same." He muttered indifferently.

Immediately—

Ryosuke raised his right hand.

His five fingers spread wide, and in his palm, black energy began to swirl and condense into a growing orb.

The swirling mass was pitch-black, absorbing light.

A white halo formed around it, orbiting like a celestial ring.

It looked like a planet of destruction.

A dark sun born to annihilate.

Hovering above his palm, it radiated quiet devastation.

From below, the powerful beings of Mary Geoise shouted in fury.

"Who are you?! How dare you invade Mary Geoise?!"

They screamed, veins bulging and fists clenched, unaware of the fate that was already descending upon them.

Their killing intent surged into the sky. Their bloodlust painted the air.

But—

Ryosuke didn't even look at them.

He simply stared at the black celestial orb in his hand. The spiral disk pulsed with raw annihilation.

Then—

He gently retracted his hand.

The orb detached.

WHOOSH!

It plummeted straight toward the earth like a meteor of death.

Faster…

Faster…

Faster.

The atmosphere itself began to shake from the pressure.

Below, the defenders of Mary Geoise looked up in horror.