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... ountry, a hastily formed coalition of several other villages also mobilized to provide support—at the very least to prevent war from spilling into their own lands.

Perhaps they had forgotten that in the previous Great Ninja Wars, they had shifted the conflict to smaller nations, ones too weak to resist. Back then, they had never considered the suffering of these minor villages. This was how the small village where Nagato once lived was annihilated, planting in him a twisted concept of "p ...

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