Chapter 117 Sunrise
Chapter 117 Sunrise
(10,000 words)
Orochimaru's body is different from ordinary people.
In order to overcome the shortcomings of being a mammal, Orochimaru transformed himself into a cold-blooded (warm-changing) animal similar to a snake, which complemented his natural snake eyes.
Compared with mammals, cold-blooded (ectothermic) animals can save more energy and have good resistance to harsh environments. The most important thing is that they are extremely sensitive to all dangers that threaten their own survival. This is also one of the important reasons why Orochimaru can survive to this day despite having enemies everywhere.
When the Sharingan on the hilt of Giyu's bloody blade opened, Orochimaru's mood could not be described as bad, but extremely alert.
An unprecedented cold pressure fell on top of his head like the top of a snow-capped mountain. A shuddering chill ran through Orochimaru's spine and spread along the nerve endings and blood vessels throughout his body.
[Is this state the first or second stage of the curse seal's transformation? ]
The broken knife has a living blade made of flesh and blood, and two scarlet eyes that can rotate 270 degrees. It looks more like the second state of the curse seal holder turned into a monster.
But having said that, Yiyong's physical body has no tendency to deform. The water wave-like spells all over his body indicate that he is in state one.
[So, what exactly is going on? ]
As a scholar, Orochimaru forced Orochimaru to suppress the desire to escape immediately, and tried his best to figure out the many mysteries in this kid-
why did he have a complete woman's soul in his spirit?
Why does he use senjutsu chakra and be able to cast spells without seals?
Why did the Kyuubi, who overturned half of Konoha nine years ago, follow him in the form of a clone?
[Such a perfect body, do you want to give up like this? ]
He did not simply give up the hope of taking away this body, and still kept imagining the possible future.
Until Giyu suddenly spoke -
"Orochimaru."
The voice was like an ice arrow, piercing Orochimaru's chest, and then turned into a cold and hard hand to pinch his heart.
Compared with the usual calm tone of Giyuu, although his voice was still steady at this time, it did not seem to come from his throat, but from behind Orochimaru, above his head, from the left and right, or in other words - everywhere. , everywhere!
Orochimaru forced himself to calm down and looked around, only to feel that the woods he was in were full of ghosts and ghosts everywhere, as if there were some invisible things repeating Giyuu's words over and over again, causing this strange call to echo in the dark night.
[This is again...]
Orochimaru fell into a lake of panic.
He could hear the blood flowing desperately near his temples, as if an invisible hand was squeezing his skull; he could feel his heart beating crazily, as if trying to escape from his chest at all costs; he could see On his arms, densely packed tiny particles floated for the first time in a long time; he could even smell the explosive secretion of adrenaline and cortisol, and his brain was already preparing to escape one step ahead of his thoughts.
Every cell in his body was trembling and wailing -
[I will die! will die! will die! will die! ]
At this moment, the previous hesitation completely turned into determination.
"Stop holding back, kill him directly!"
This sentence was simply shouted by Orochimaru at the top of his voice.
Anyway, even if he was lucky enough to be able to subdue this kind of Yiyong, there would still be an unsolvable soul left in the opponent's body.
This means that if this matter is not resolved, he will not be able to become his new carrier anyway. What's more, Orochimaru's life was in danger at this moment, so he had no worries.
Your own life is more important than anything else!
Perhaps hearing his call, the two eyes on Giyuu's Blood Blade stared at Orochimaru.
There was a certain dark and deep dignity in the eyes of that high-ranking predator looking at his prey, which made the latter's blood almost as cold as ice, and he instinctively avoided sight.
But what Orochimaru didn't notice was that at the moment when he looked at the two eyeballs, the three magatama of one of the Sharingan moved slightly and undetectably, and then immediately swept around, Deal with the full force of the enemy's attack.
Because the pot that sealed the three tails was still in the hands of the Second Hokage, the first one to take action was Sansho Hanzo.
Hanzo moved extremely quickly and bit his finger prints on the ground, and used his strongest killing move as a top ninja in a small country: "Psychic Technique: Sanshou Yuguotu Killing Formation!"
The moment the psychic technique was completed, dozens of heads Slightly smaller than Ibushi, but still as big as a small mountain, the fat-headed Sanshou fish breaks out of the ground in two circles around Giyong.
The eight sansho fish in the inner circle are slightly smaller but more agile.
They jumped up with their claws covered in mucus, making room for the Sanshou Fish in the outer ring with its mouth wide open and ready to spit out poisonous mist. Apparently, they were hoping that when Yiyong was paralyzed by poison, they would fall from mid-air and crush him to death.
You don't have to wonder, Hanzo's technique is a ruthless move to deal with large groups of enemies in war situations.
"This was back then..."
Orochimaru's eyes shrank.
During the Second Ninja War, Sanhoyu relied on this technique to ambush and defeat an entire main force of Konoha with one man.
At this moment, it is really a luxury to only use it to deal with Yiyong alone. This is the so-called result of not holding back.
However, facing this all-round attack from all directions, Giyuu's body covered with water-marked seals remained motionless. Only the Sharingan on the hilt kept changing its line of sight up and down, left and right, capturing the movements of the surrounding enemies.
The thing growing on the bloody blade is not Yiyong's own eyeball. His eyeball was still in its socket, temporarily unusable due to the nerve damage caused by the previous flash bomb.
The two on the handle are more like ninja tools that can function as eyes. Like the blood blade, they are companion creatures produced by combining the breath of the moon with chakra.
[Is there any chance? ]
Seeing that Giyu was motionless, Orochimaru's eyes showed strong joy.
Maybe Yiyong will be like those experimental subjects who were planted with curse marks, unable to adapt to the state of their bodies immediately. Even if he adapts, such attacks are still unavoidable!
But his illusions were destined to be shattered.
Black Death Mo is a ghost, and the sword shape after the reenactment of Breath of the Moon is originally a combination of swordsmanship and vampire magic.
There are even some sword types that can be used without drawing out the weapon. For example -
"Five Type·Moon Soul Disaster Vortex."
Yiyong didn't move a bit, just stood there with the knife, as if he was letting himself be sucked into the dangerous vortex.
But the next moment, an aura similar to Senju Tobirama's when trying to escape Orochimaru's control suddenly burst out from Giyuu's body without warning.
What followed was a dozen strange purple arc-shaped sword lights four to five meters long, filling the space within a dozen meters around him.
They spread outward in the form of a tornado. Before the poisonous mist erupted, they sliced horizontally into the fat bodies of the dozen or so pepper fish without any hindrance, and then emerged with a fountain-like burst of blood and internal organs. came out, causing the entire area to be shrouded in pink blood mist.
But it's not over yet.
The faint purple crescent-shaped sword light did not disappear directly after passing through the body of the Sanshou Fish. Instead, it split into dozens of small rock-blue crescents -
they were of different sizes and directions, and even their speeds were very different. Big difference, but they collided with each other like shurikens controlled by someone, and then turned around to inflict detailed and compact secondary damage to those Sanshou fish.
Thousands of small crescents, like locusts, came and went, colliding and cutting rapidly over and over again.
In just a second or two, this place had turned into a lake of blood, with the broken skin, flesh and internal organs of the Sanchi fish everywhere.
Looking at the dozens of Sanshou fish that were gradually stripped of their flesh and blood, leaving only their skeletons, Orochimaru's face turned ashen as a corpse.
Whether it's sword or ninjutsu, what's the difference between being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts? !
If the reincarnated body of the dirty soil encounters such a sword technique, it will instantly turn into thousands of fragments. If it is to be reunited and repaired, it will probably take no less time than the time it was blown into pieces before.
Orochimaru asked himself: [Can I last half a minute under this brat? ]
the answer is negative.
"Take me away!"
This time, Orochimaru didn't even dare to dream about killing Giyuu.
He was suddenly awake. Using the Second Hokage's Flying Thunder God Technique to continuously escape may be the best way to deal with it.
Orochimaru glanced at the Second Hokage, and stretched his right hand like rubber, trying to take away the sealing vessel in the latter's hand.
Firstly, it was to free up the hands of the Second Hokage to perform magic; secondly, he also hoped to bring this thing to Pain in exchange for becoming a formal member of the Akatsuki organization and getting temporary shelter.
If there was anyone in the world who could be Giyuu's opponent, except for Payne, who had the eyes of the Immortal of Six Paths, which he could not even touch, Orochimaru could not think of anyone else.
The distance between him and the Second Hokage was only two or three meters, and Orochimaru's outstretched right hand arrived in an instant, and immediately transformed into a python with its mouth wide open, trying to swallow the container in one gulp.
The python's teeth bite together like guillotines, but the mouth is empty, and the bite is lonely.
The container held tightly by the Second Hokage disappeared out of thin air.
[Oops! ]
Orochimaru was horrified to discover that before he moved his eyes away, Giyuu, who was still standing in a blood mist, suddenly appeared from the shadow behind the Second Hokage without knowing when.
The water jar that was still in Senju Tobirama's hand a second ago was already held by Giyuu in his left hand with the lid on. His bloody blade was also stuffed into the chakra knife's original sheath.
There seemed to be a trace of doubt in Qianju Tobijian's empty eyes, looking at his hands that were still holding them, as if there was something abnormal there.
Orochimaru didn't understand why, he swallowed and looked over, but he saw that the Second Hokage's hands suddenly broke at the wrists, revealing smooth cuts.
His heartbeat almost stopped.
He knew that this kid's ninja sword skills were the only ones he had ever seen in his life, and he also knew that the sword skills were so fast that it was almost impossible to dodge, but at least he could always see some clues.
But just now...
he didn't see how Yiyong moved.
He had no idea how Yiyong launched the attack.
This man's movements were so fast that they were beyond what Orochimaru could understand!
No need to wait for the Second Hokage's hand to recover!
"Earth Release: Earth Dragon Hidden Technique!"
Orochimaru's body sank into the ground like sand.
Before disappearing, he issued a final order to the two bastards: "Do whatever it takes to stop him!"
Orochimaru disappeared, but Giyuu took his time, even the eyes on the hilt of the sword Didn't even look over there.
Orochimaru's fate had already been decided in that one look at each other just now. The three magatama can release illusions without seals, and there are many illusions in the Volunteer Association, but there is only one that he is most familiar with. In order to avoid losing control, the volunteers have experienced this technique no less than tens of thousands of times...
Moreover, due to the fragments of Orochimaru's soul, part of it was Staying in Giyu's mental space forever, he can accurately find the location of Orochimaru.
Just like the breath of water corresponds to the water attribute chakra, and the breath of fire corresponds to the fire attribute chakra, Giyuu who uses the breath of the moon has mastered the yin attribute chakra far beyond the previous level.
But Orochimaru happened to be extremely lacking in this aspect because of the loss of his soul.
This is the so-called shooting oneself in the foot.
Although Orochimaru was still moving and running, he was already a dead man.
"There's no point in running away."
Yiyong refocused his gaze on the two Dirty Ones, his tone laced with a hint of confidence that he had never had in the past.
"Before he tortures himself to death, let's deal with you first."
Although he didn't know what this curse mark that covered his body like stripes was, Yiyong could sense that his physical quality, including the amount of chakra, At least doubled.
If they are weaker people, the increase in curse seal should be higher for them. After all, the general feeling is that this thing is helping Yiyong absorb and utilize natural energy, and Yiyong himself does not lack similar ways, so the increase of the curse seal on him is limited.
However, it is this double difference that makes up for his physical lack of using Moon Breath.
The Breath of the Moon, Five Forms, and Moon Spirit Vortex, which I had been unable to master before, could be successfully used thanks to Orochimaru's curse seal!
[All sword types of Breath of the Moon have been mastered, meeting the conditions for resurrecting Insect Pillar and Butterfly Ninja. ]
The long-lost sound came into Yiyong's mind, but he had no time to be happy.
Because these two immortal bodies in front of us must be dealt with.
"I must ensure that even if someone else masters this technique, they will not be able to summon you from the world of the dead!"
Yiyong didn't know how long the current state of being intoxicated could last, but he couldn't think of it with his knees. You know, a sudden increase in strength must be accompanied by powerful side effects, just like stripes.
Yiyong tied the container behind his back with a water whip. The battle is about to break out.
There are only a dozen or so large Sanshou fish in the world, and they are all dead at this moment, so Hanzo poses almost no threat. So Giyuu first approached Senju Tobirama.
"Breath of the Moon·One Type·Dark Moon·Yoru Palace."
Giyu turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared like magic, but in the blink of an eye he appeared on the right side of Senju Tobirama as if teleporting. in the shadow.
His right hand and the blade swung out and then retracted like a phantom, and immediately returned to the standing posture with the sword in hand, as if they had never moved. He could only hear the gentle touch of the scabbard and the sword when they were closed.
A faint purple sword light mixed with dozens of sharp little crescents suddenly came out and flew towards Qianju Feijian's waist.
With such a speed of attack and the distance being so close, it was unrealistic to re-throw the Flying Thunder God Kunai and then teleport. Senju Tobirama had no choice but to use the mark left on Hanzo's body to reach the latter.
But as expected, Giyuu's figure turned into smoke again and appeared from the shadow behind Hanzo. The same slash appeared, splitting Hanzo with his sickle.
"Water Release: Water Trumpet Technique!"
Qianju Feijian flew his hands and spit a mouthful of water to the ground. He used the force of the recoil to throw himself into the sky more than ten meters high to avoid the surprise attack, and at the same time scattered dozens of missiles in all directions. Kunai, in order to avoid Giyuu's ghostly pursuit later.
Like the first form of Breath of Fire, Breath of Thunder, and Breath of Wind, the first form of Moon Breath is also a shockingly fast dash technique.
But in comparison, Moon Breath's sudden advance is better because it requires no preparation and no warning, and it looks the same as teleportation.
After combining with chakra, Ichino, Dark Moon, and Night Palace can even allow Giyu to teleport back and forth in the shadows within a certain range, highlighting a soundless and elusive character. In short, like a ghost.
As long as there is a shadow near the location where Senju Tobirama teleports, Giyuu can keep up with his Flying Thunder God.
At this time, Hanzo had been cut into tiny pieces by the tiny Getsugars. Getsuga's cutting speed just offset his recovery speed, and Hanzo was no longer a threat.
And Qianju Tobijian is in mid-air, and Yiyong really can't stand him in a short period of time.
But the seemingly chaotic kunai flying everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers, Giyuu was not helpless.
As long as these kunai are destroyed at the same time, Senju Tobirama can only fall back to the bottom and be slaughtered by Yiyong, and it will be turned into hundreds or even thousands of fragments in an instant.
Yiyong leaned forward slightly, holding the knife in both hands on the left side of his waist. Purple flames like will-o'-the-wisps erupted from his mouth and nose, and he used all his strength to sweep the bloody blade forward.
"Eight Type·Moon Dragon Wheel Tail!"
The blade swept across, but spit out an unprecedentedly huge purple moon blade like a brush with ink. It was hundreds of meters wide, and even the accompanying small crescents had at least two. Three meters in size!
They move forward inexorably, like thousands of troops marching in a hurry, shrouding everything in front of Yiyong in iron hooves.
All objects within the 270-degree angle in front of Giyuu were first blasted to pieces by the sword light as huge as a dragon's tail, and then scraped into powder by the attached crescent moons, including all the kunai thrown by the Senju Tobirama Inside, no one was spared, they were all destroyed, leaving only dust-like residue in the wind.
The flying sword light did not stop there, but continued to expand, scraping a distance of four to five hundred meters. Wherever it passed, there was nothing, even the ground was flattened, smooth as a mirror.
The original rocky beach and woods have completely disappeared, leaving only a flat lakeside square. It is not certain that it will become the training ground of Kirigakure Village in the future.
"...What is this?"
Bai muttered to himself on the cliff, unable to believe what he saw.
Mochi Zabuza was also silent.
This was a blow that could wipe out half of Kirigakure Village, but the brat looked like his breathing was just a little short of breath.
[Kirigakure, are you really qualified to be called one of the five great ninja villages? ]
Zabuza fell into deep doubts. Not only to Kirigakure, but also to himself and the so-called Seven Ninja Swordsmen.
[Do we people really know how to use a knife? ]
At the same time, Senju Tobirama, who was hiding in mid-air, had no kunai as an anchor and could only fall helplessly. But he didn't give up.
"Water Release: Hard Vortex Water Blade!"
Before landing, Qianju Feijian raised his right hand high, water gushes out of his body, wraps around it and spins rapidly, forming a water-blue drill larger than his body and blasting downwards.
"Type Fourteen·Ferocious Transformation·Sky Moon Filled the Sky."
Yiyong didn't even hide, waving the bloody blade above his head. In an instant, there were dozens of sword lights and thousands of crescents in a whirlpool shape. Jianhe wrapped the hard vortex water blade in it, and then began the final ruthless strangulation.
Qian Shu Tobirama looked grim and took out a detonating talisman as if he had a plan.
But no matter what he wanted to do, he was still a step too late. Like Hanzo, he turned into particles of dust that could not be formed.
After completely destroying the two of them, Giyuu gasped violently.
The burden of the breath of the moon on the body, even with the strengthening of the curse seal, is still difficult to eliminate.
But in order to completely eliminate the two of them and prevent them from being reincarnated by the dirt again, there is still one last step to take.
"The breath of the moon, the shape of sixteen..."
Yiyong raised his blood blade and pointed at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, "Moonbow·Lonely Moon."
Sixteen curved white moonlights blasted into the ground like thunder, Surround it with all the dust particles representing Senju Tobirama and Hanzo.
They seemed to be there or not, looking like the curved skeleton of a dome stadium. Under the command of Yiyong, they continued to get smaller and gathered in the middle. The dust particles were also compressed and gathered toward the middle, but they could never take shape.
In the end, these sixteen curved beams of moonlight gathered together and turned into a "moon" the size of a human head, which was held by Yiyong in his hands and faced the moonlight falling in the sky.
"Go and never come back again."
Yiyong said softly, but with a strong accusation.
"Thanks to you, the world has become what it is today."
Whether it is Sansho Hanzo, who allowed his subordinates to kill civilians indiscriminately in order to maintain his rule, or Senju Tobirama, who pioneered human experimentation in Konoha, they are not considered A good role model for young people. The more unscrupulous people like them become successful, the more people will imitate them, and the more chaotic the world will become.
There seems to be a connection between the moonlight in the universe and the "moon" in Yiyong's hand.
The latter was shrouded in soft light and floated into the sky along the path of the moonlight like a balloon.
It starts very slowly, but flies faster and faster until it disappears without a trace.
Yiyong closed his eyes and faced the moonlight, as if staring over there.
As expected, this "moon" will become a satellite of the ninja world just like the real moon, but it will be countless times smaller.
Although Breath of the Moon·Sixteen Types·Hongliu Yue has attack capabilities, it essentially constitutes a sealing technique for spiritual energy, which can create a cage for the soul.
As long as nothing happens to the moon itself that provides energy, this small "moon" that seals Hanzo and Senju Tobirama will remain suspended in space and cannot be broken free.
No one can have any connection with them except Jiyong. Including Orochimaru's control over them has also failed.
In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, these two people will forever be in a state of reincarnation in the filthy earth, quietly "jailed" in the universe.
Standing in the blank "square", Yiyong controlled the eyeball on the hilt of the sword, looked in the other direction, and said coldly like spitting out a knife: "Finally, it's your turn."
He was not nervous. He walked slowly and unhurriedly towards that direction until his right foot stepped on the shadow cast by a cliff, and then disappeared again.
"Is it over?"
Bai asked. I had been lying here for several hours, but I felt dizzy, as if I had a nightmare where you were chasing me and running away.
Zabuza nodded, stood up and looked over there.
Except for the pale "square" illuminated by the moon and the large lake that had shrunk by at least half, there was nothing below. Literally, nothing.
The Fourth Mizukage he came to kill was not there.
There was no such thing as the decapitating sword he had been searching for.
He got nothing but a good show. And what he saw seemed to have no other use besides damaging his self-confidence...
"Zabuza-sama, let's go back. If we tell everyone about the death of the Fourth Mizukage in time, those in the Taketori clan will stop. Not necessarily."
There was a hint of hope on Shiro's face, "Yakura is dead. There is no need for us to kill each other anymore, and there is no need to escape from here. Over the years, too many people have died because of him... ..."
Zabuza hesitated for a while, and for the first time, he didn't make excuses for Shiro's soft-heartedness.
If a person with a soft heart cannot become strong, then the kid just now is undoubtedly the best negative illustration.
After looking at the fish-belly white sky in the east, Zabuza helped Haku up, and the two of them walked towards Kirigakure Village.
At the same time,
Orochimaru did not panic too much when he sensed that the connection between himself and the reincarnation of the dirty land was cut off.
Due to the great distance and the bottoming out of chakra, it is normal for the connection between him and the reincarnation of the dirty land to be interrupted.
At this time, he had already run far away, using earth escape. Yiyong had just set off now, and it was impossible to keep up with him.
[Still survived...]
Orochimaru poked his head out from the surface and looked in the direction he came from, feeling relieved.
"We finally got rid of that brat."
Orochimaru licked his lips, with a triumphant smile on his face as he escaped from the third generation last time.
"It seems that in the short term, it's better not to think about Sharingan anymore. Well, I can't go to the Land of Rain for the time being. Why don't I try to capture the first and second tail jinchūriki myself and continue to perfect the art of reincarnation in the dirty land. If you can control the reincarnation of the First Hokage, you can directly snatch the Rinnegan Eyes..."
Since Uchiha had nothing to do, Orochimaru immediately changed his target.
Once he has the eyes of the Sage of Six Paths, even if Uchiha Giyuu has grown up by then, he may not be able to deal with him.
Thinking of this, Orochimaru returned to the ground from the earth, planning to go back to the base, quickly pack up the important things and leave.
He didn't want to stay in this water country for another day.
However, with this turn, Orochimaru's hopeful mood suddenly changed.
Yiyong, who was supposed to be several kilometers away, appeared in front of him at some unknown moment, and had already slashed at his neck with the strange bloody blade.
Orochimaru didn't have time to think too much. The experience of being beheaded many times before made him understand that he could not avoid Giyu's attack at all, so he almost instinctively used the Orochimaru Substitution Technique to spit out a new version of himself.
Only this time, his little chakra had been exhausted.
He was like a fish thrown onto the river bank, lying on the ground all sticky. He tried his best to hold himself up and looked back.
But where is Yiyong?
His own neck was not cut. The faded body was still standing in place, keeping its mouth wide open, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.
"..."
Orochimaru felt chills all over his body. He didn't know what happened. He only knew that he wasted his last chance to save his life.
He looked around nervously, but saw no one.
But the next moment, the "relic" he left in place moved.
The human skin that was supposed to be an empty shell suddenly bulged its throat and spit out skulls one after another wrapped in purple-black mist.
"Orochimaru!"
These skeletons were densely packed like swarms of river shrimps, flying slowly around Orochimaru who had difficulty even moving, while constantly repeating, or whispering, or screaming, or roaring, or mockingly. shouting his name.
Orochimaru couldn't understand what he saw. These thousands of voices seemed like calls from hell, making his brain confused and unable to even think.
Immediately afterwards, the skeletons grew muscles, blood vessels, and skin, turning into purple, wailing human faces.
"Orochimaru, you said you would make me stronger and give me strength..."
A young man roared and rushed towards Orochimaru.
Orochimaru remembered this person, who was the experimental subject during the curse seal research not long ago.
And more faces looked familiar to him, but just like this one, he couldn't even call them by name!
"You said you gave me a chance to take revenge -"
"You deceived me!"
"You said I was the only one who was important!"
"You didn't even leave my body behind!"
Hundreds of others The human face opened its mouth wide, while shouting, biting Orochimaru who fell on the ground.
The latter couldn't use any ninjutsu, so he could only take out the kunai, the most basic tool of the ninja, and desperately stabbed these enemies who seemed to come from the underworld to seek their lives.
Orochimaru was driven into madness by the noise. While fighting these "wrongful souls", he shouted loudly: "If it weren't for me, wouldn't you have died long ago? I deceived you, but I also gave you a chance. ! I also told you that power comes with a price. Aren't most of you willing to become experimental subjects?" "
But you said that I am special and will definitely survive!"
the innocent souls retorted.
"You said the same to me..."
"You said that I was the last experimental sample, very promising!"
"He told everyone the same thing... He was just deceiving us!"
Orochimaru explained more and more , the reaction he got became more ferocious, and more and more "wretched souls" came to him, trying to tear a piece of flesh from his body; if they couldn't get close, they would make a loud noise, and Orochimaru, who had no chakra, could not deal with it. There are so many enemies that you can only avoid by rolling in the dirt like a real snake.
But just as he was rolling, he saw a familiar face, which was 70% similar to Tsunade.
"Teacher, how could you become like this?" That face was different from the others. There was no expression of anger, but a deep disappointment.
Orochimaru stopped struggling, but the young face was squeezed and swallowed by more purple faces, and disappeared in an instant.
"Don't go, don't go! Don't go, Naoki! You should understand me!"
Orochimaru stretched out his hand and roared in pain: "Whether it is to become Hokage or to become the strongest ninja in the world, if I lose Without life, everything is meaningless! A person who has learned so much ninjutsu and knowledge for many years, and tried every means to enrich his life, should he accept his own death peacefully? If a person dies, it has something to do with him Everything, whether it is memories or dreams, is worthless, right?"
"Is this the reason why you trample on other people's lives?"
Yiyong's figure appeared under the shadow of the tree with a group of black mist.
"Because you know more, do you think that your life is more precious and more advanced than other people's lives?"
As the Sharingan turned, all the "injured souls" in front of Orochimaru disappeared.
Only then did he realize that those lying on his body biting madly were poisonous snakes and pythons emerging from his sleeves and collar.
It was the snake he had controlled before that attacked him, but he didn't know it.
The former volunteer was fake, and the previous "wrong souls" were also fake.
"It's a genjutsu..."
Orochimaru's head was the only part of his body that had not been attacked, but there was no blood left at this time.
He had seen his bloodied spine and his liver that had been pulled out. The reason why he is still alive is because his body has been modified in a special way.
Giyuu nodded and pointed the Sharingan on the blade at Orochimaru, "Naraku no Jutsu."
"So..."
[Is it the Sharingan again? I really lost to this thing, a mere D-level ninjutsu...]
Orochimaru smiled miserably, blood overflowing from his thin lips, "You want a person like me who cherishes life so much to kill himself? It's really bad. Thoughts..."
"I just did to you what you deceived others to do."
Yiyong avoided the pool of blood and stood in a relatively clean area.
"You asked Wan Snake to do something, remember?"
"Have you ever met Wan Snake?" Orochimaru suddenly realized, "No wonder the psychic technique fails...you have killed it, right?"
"You told Wan Snake to kill it?" They killed their parents and family, and asked the pharmacist to pretend to be a kind person and take them in as spare experimental subjects."
When Yiyong said this, his voice was cold, but it was full of hatred and anger that was not there before.
"Cut off other people's legs with your face covered, then take off your mask and give them a cane, and then ask them to thank you in return! You let them kill each other in a cell-like place, and let them work hard to grow up to please you. , so that they can meet the standards of becoming experimental subjects. Even if they fail and die, they will still be used by you to study the reincarnation of the dirty earth..."
Yiyong paused and asked in a hoarse voice: "You have manipulated, deceived, exploited and exploited their lives, Do you actually think that what you do doesn't matter?"
"Haha..."
Orochimaru smiled with blood on his face, "If I don't do it, someone else will do it... People without power are just waiting to be harvested in this world. The fruit. Instead of letting others take the lead, why not... cough cough cough, why not me first..."
His vitality was rapidly declining, but he was still exporting his own values.
For some reason, Giyuu, a being who is similar to Muzan Kibutsuji in every aspect, does not see the fear of death.
[He is too calm. ]
Orochimaru does have something to rely on. Although he has suffered a heavy loss from losing his current body, he still has options.
But Yiyong remembered something sensitively.
"What you left on my neck was also left on other people's necks, right?"
Orochimaru's smile froze for an instant. He tried to hide it, but it had no effect.
The Konoha ninja Mitarai Anko, who was planted with the Curse Seal of Heaven by him, still keeps fragments of his soul. Although now, the curse seal has been sealed by three generations, there is always some hope left.
But now, this hope has been ruthlessly dashed by Yiyong.
Giyuu stared at Orochimaru for a long time.
Although he hated this feeling, he knew that if he couldn't find that person, Orochimaru would meet him sooner or later.
But at this moment, using genjutsu to torture Orochimaru in this state will not help, but will lead to his death in advance.
[Another unkillable scum...]
A rather dark resentment grew in Giyuu's heart.
For something like Kibutsuji Muzan, one is enough.
However, when talking about Kibutsuji Muzan, Giyuu remembered something.
"Orochimaru, you may be able to live again one day. But I want you to remember a little bit, remember it like your own name, and treat my words as ninja secret words that you must recite every day..."
Giyuu Putting down the blood blade, let the pair of terrifying Sharingan face Orochimaru's eyes at almost zero distance, and pumped out the next words from his mouth word by word.
"To people like you, I am an earthquake, a flood, a volcanic eruption, an irresistible tsunami. I am a meteorite hanging above your head that will fall at any time. I am a natural disaster that cannot be escaped or predicted. As long as you appear here Wherever there is light, be seen. As long as you hurt someone and be known, I will give up everything I am doing and hunt you down no matter the cost, to the ends of the earth. When you least expect it, I will Come quietly behind you."
Orochimaru's pupils gradually expanded, and there were only a few seconds left in his life, but Giyuu's words were imprinted in his soul.
"No matter how many times you are resurrected, I will do what you did today no matter how many times you do it. I will let you continue to experience the feeling of killing yourself, and let you continue to deny the value of your own life until you dare not live again. . From now on, for you and your kind, the world will be hell!"
After Giyuu finished speaking these words that he would never say under normal circumstances, Orochimaru's heartbeat stopped completely.
After an extremely high-temperature fireball completely destroyed Orochimaru's body and a small white snake that was trying to escape, Giyuu's mood improved slightly, but his heart suddenly beat like a drum.
The curse mark on his body retracted and dissipated like water being sucked away, and a strong feeling of weakness emerged from his limbs, as if all his strength had been sucked away. The Sharingan on the hilt of the knife in his hand disappeared, and the blood blade itself began to melt, turning into normal blood and dripping on the ground.
Giyuu was not sure whether he had met the conditions for resurrecting the butterfly nin after exiting this state, so he endured the discomfort all over his body, took out a bottle of Hashirama cells he carried with him, and used his psychic technique.
"Necromantic Technique·Insect Pillar·Butterfly Ninja!"
After reading the name, Yiyong completely lost consciousness and fell straight forward. The last memory was the familiar faint scent of wisteria flowers.
He didn't fall to the ground.
A pair of arms covered with butterfly-patterned feathers held Yiyong's shoulders, bringing him down and slowly lying down, and without aversion, he gently pillowed his head, which was stained with blood and dust, on his knees that were together. .
"Alas, Mr. Tomioka, you really picked the right moment to suddenly faint. This is a wilderness without even a stethoscope."
Butterfly Ninja released the raven Yan Yan who accompanied her to resurrect to explore the nearby area. Then he stayed where he was, looking carefully at the surrounding trees, and finally turned his eyes to the east, which was getting brighter.
"For the sake of you killing that scum wearing eyeshadow, before I find my way back, you can stay here and rest for a while. Just in time, I also want to see what the sunrise in this world looks like... …As long as there are beautiful scenery, there are gentle hearts. Don't be too desperate for this world just because of a few outstanding scum."
At the same time, Kirigakure Village.
After Terumi Mei talked with Zabuza and Shiro, they sent someone to inform the Taketori clan who were still resisting about Yagura's death.
She climbed onto the tower that had been destroyed during the battle last night with only the walls remaining, and her eyes were soaked and illuminated by the first ray of sunlight today.
"I haven't seen the sunrise in Kirigakure Village for a long time."
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Chapter 118: On the first day I came to this world, I gave up on getting along well.
Chapter 118: I gave up getting along well with each other on my first day in this world.
After noon, in the forest near Kirigakure.
A group of ninjas shuttled quickly among the trees. Except for the sound of their toes stepping on branches or the ground from time to time, there was no other sound.
Their faces were tense, and they looked like they were suppressing exhaustion. They were obviously performing a very urgent mission -
to capture four young fugitives from the Taketori clan.
Three of them have black hair, and like all the Taketori clan members, they are rough-skinned and thick-bodied, making them difficult to subdue; the other has white hair, and although he is young, he can easily kill chuunin and is very dangerous.
Although these four people did not hesitate to kill the Kirigakure ninja who tried to intercept them when they escaped, the elder Yuanshi, who was responsible for the Mizukage, believed that these teenagers who "performed well" last night were enough to defeat them. In the next few years, he will become the backbone of Kirigakure Village and an important bargaining chip to completely recruit the Taketori clan, so it is best to capture him alive. Don't kill the opponent unless absolutely necessary.
One can imagine how the ninjas responsible for this mission felt.
His comrades were killed, his home was destroyed, and Tachibana Yagura, who he didn't really like but was the Mizukage, died inexplicably.
After experiencing all this and a thrilling battle all night long, they were actually responsible for "inviting" the most ferocious enemies back as guests? Just thinking about it is unacceptable.
The reason why this team didn't make a big fuss, but remained silent like evil soldiers, was simply because the Jonin who led the mission was a clan member of the elder Genshi.
"There is someone over there."
The reconnaissance ninja in the team pointed in a direction. "The chakra reaction is very weak. He is an ordinary person and should not be a target." The
leading ninja raised his hand. Everyone stopped immediately and waited in silence for instructions.
"You two, staying in the team will only slow down the others."
The team leader turned around and looked at the back of the team, "Go over there and ask if they have seen any traces of the target, and then pursue it at full speed. Get on board with us. The rest of you, keep moving forward with me."
After saying that, he took the remaining people and flew out.
Only the two young ninjas who were named remained where they were with ugly expressions.
"These bastards from big families suddenly became arrogant today."
The older boy among them carried a two-handed sword on his back and looked at the retreating team and said in a disdainful tone: "Yesterday, they only dared to hide in The family pretended to be sick, but as soon as they heard that Lord Yagura was dead, they immediately came out to criticize. Huh, they also talked about 'genius boy' and 'backbone'. It wasn't because the big families had negotiated and colluded, and Kirigakure Village changed again. They will become what they used to be..." "
But... this is also a good thing for us."
Another young ninja carries an ordinary ninja sword and looks more submissive. He is about ten years old. Early three years old.
As he spoke, he carefully looked at the expressions of his companions, "At least in the future we no longer have to attack villagers who have no ability to resist, and we no longer have to kill each other..." He noticed that his
companions suddenly opened their eyes and looked at him strangely, The sword-bearing boy quickly stopped.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
The boy with the two-handed sword said angrily: "If we don't kill those monsters with blood inheritance limits, how can ordinary ninjas like us ensure our status in the village? Besides, against Those villages have very high profits, okay? Regardless of whether it is true or not, we can threaten those villagers. If they don't give us money regularly, we will report that there are blood heirs hidden in their villages; if they don't give us money, we will directly kill them. Kill them all, and then take away all their savings. Isn't this much safer than doing those dangerous tasks? They can't resist anyway...
"On the contrary, now that the policy has been cancelled, we will most likely have to face it if we do tasks in the future. Ninjas from other countries will die without knowing how they will die, okay? "
That's right." "
The ninja sword boy blinked. He had just become a ninja, and he didn't expect that there were so many ways in it. No wonder
the village is getting weaker day by day, but there are still so many people willing to support the Fourth Mizukage. It turns out that this is the reason " But
it's hard to grow as a ninja if you only fight against people who are weaker than you..."
"What, you look down on us seniors? growing up? Doesn't the growth of a ninja require risks? Isn't it amazing that we don't deal with opponents that we can definitely kill, but instead go after those that we can't defeat? Huh, you are still too young after all..."
The boy with the two-handed sword snorted coldly, "Let's go and carry out the tasks assigned by the rich masters. It's probably a waste of time again..."
The two of them ran in the direction pointed by the scouting ninja before, and not long after they saw a figure walking on the forest path - two, to be precise. One
person walking , the other was tied to a stretcher made of wooden bars and vines and dragged forward by the former, but the speed was not slow.
"It should be them. "
Looking at each other, the two people immediately rushed to stop each other, but they were a little surprised.
The person responsible for dragging their companions was actually a slim and petite girl, no more than ten years old.
" Hey two, what's the matter? "
The girl's long hair was tied up, her skin was as warm white as a pear blossom, and her two violet-like eyes were extremely clear, like a shallow stream, revealing a gentleness and kindness that far exceeded those of her peers.
The only thing that was a bit strange What coordinates is the butterfly-patterned haori she wears that is obviously a few sizes too big on the outside, and the bloodstains on the knees of the white yukata inside.
Of course, the strangest thing is that she is dragging a girl who is about the same height as herself, but obviously A much stronger boy of the same age could not even breathe.
But because the butterfly ninja's smile was too rare in the iron-blooded place of Kirigakure Village, this caused two young ninjas who had never had similar experiences to suddenly... Ignoring this important doubt.
Seeing that the two people did not answer, but just looked at her in surprise, the butterfly ninja repeated his question again: "Both of you, are you stopping me for something important? "
With a smile on her face, her bright eyes scanned the weapons on their waists and backs, as well as the ninja bag hanging on their thighs, and finally returned to the forehead protector engraved with Kirigakure's mark.
Although from the appearance From the looks of it, the Butterfly Ninja was not wary at all.
In fact, she had already untied the rattan that connected the volunteer stretcher around her waist. She turned her back with her left hand, picked up a sharp branch under the stretcher with her fingertips, and was ready to attack.
Whenever Giyu's spirit is more active - such as using the breath of the moon to breathe, opening the Sharingan or thinking about important things, the butterfly ninja can understand what is happening outside through Giyu's senses. Therefore, for ninjas in this world How ruthless, cruel and domineering it is, she already has a basic understanding and will never be defenseless.
"Ahem. "
The older one coughed and woke up the boy with the Ninja Sword. The latter immediately said: "We are looking for someone. "
He asked: "Have you seen four little guys around your age who are about the same age but move very quickly? Three of them have black hair and one has white hair..." As he
said, he A little dot between the eyebrows.
"Their eyebrows were shaved off and two small dots were drawn with cinnabar instead."
"Sorry, I don't know who you are talking about, and I haven't seen any children..."
Butterfly Ninja shook his head with a smile, "Actually, you are the first and second people I met today (in this world)."
As we all know, first impressions are very important, because people have preconceptions. animal.
The performance of these two ninjas will most likely seriously affect Butterfly Ninja's view of this new world. She doesn't care to talk to these two people more.
"Like this." The sword-ninja boy had already expected this.
After all, with the way of the Bamboo Clan, if someone really witnessed their escape route, how could they let them go so easily.
Although that clan is stupid, they are not stupid to this extent.
He nodded and looked at his companions, "Senior, let's go."
"Wait a minute..." Butterfly Ninja stopped him, "These children you are looking for, will they not be in any danger?"
Once adopted Butterfly Ninja, who had fathered several orphans, was inevitably a little sensitive to such words.
In addition, Kirigakure ninjas have a reputation in Giyuu's subconscious as "weak and bad", and she worries that this is another attempt by Kirigakure to hunt down children with so-called "blood inheritance limits".
If this is the case, it proves that the dead Mizukage itself may not be the source of Kirigakure's "badness".
Hearing Butterfly Ninja ask this, the expression of the two-handed sword boy suddenly became cold.
When he mentioned the purpose of finding these "children", he became furious.
In the early hours of this morning, the Taketori clan, which had been suppressed by Goju Yagura, learned from some source that the Anbu directly under the Mizukage was absent, so Yagura was left unprotected. They went crazy and attacked Kirigakure Village with the strength of the entire clan. Nearly two hundred fighting maniacs with thick skin and no fear of pain poured into the streets and rushed towards the Mizukage Building, claiming to kill Yagura. After being stopped by the Kirigakure ninja, a big melee broke out between the two sides. The battle was still not over until sunrise.
But after paying the lives of nearly four to five hundred Kirigakure ninjas, the balance of victory has been seriously tilted.
Most of the Taketori clan suffered casualties, leaving only a dozen or so of the strongest clansmen still hanging on. As long as the ninjas in the village continue to besiege them, they can be wiped out in one fell swoop.
But at this moment, Kirigakure's senior management suddenly announced that the fourth generation Mizukage Yagura had died.
Now that the Taketori clan's goal of attacking Kirigakure has been achieved, there is no need to continue fighting, otherwise the clan will only end up being exterminated. The patriarch of the Zhutori clan was an old friend of Elder Yuanshi and immediately agreed to the proposal, but Elder Yuanshi still had to temporarily imprison them according to the rules.
But on the way to the dungeon, the white-haired boy who performed best among the Taketori clan suddenly burst out like a madman, killed the ninja who was guarding him and ran away, along with three other members of the Taketori clan. The young man took the opportunity to follow him and fled with him.
The ninjas in the village intercepted him all the way, but no one succeeded!
It is conceivable that most of the ninjas in Kirigakure, especially ordinary ninjas, would be very angry when they heard about this incident, so they demanded that the prisoners of the Taketori clan be severely punished.
However, instead of killing the remaining Taketori clan as a warning, the senior leaders of the big family clans sent out personnel to "persuade them back"!
Now being asked again by a passerby, "Are those children in any danger?" The boy with the two-handed sword was already extremely angry.
He had been with his boss all morning, so he couldn't vent his anger and could only hold it in his heart.
But now, he has an opportunity.
In the worried eyes of his companions, the two-handed sword boy raised the corners of his mouth, walked to the side of Butterfly Ninja as if no one else was watching, looked at Giyuu who had his eyes closed on the "stretcher", and then asked condescendingly: "Speaking of which, what is going on? ? Who is he and why was he injured?"
"My father is a doctor near the swordsmith village, and he is my father's apprentice."
The butterfly ninja's expression did not change and he answered very calmly. She had heard this place name in Yiyong's mind and used it smoothly.
"Yesterday we went to the mountains to collect medicine. It was dark when we came home. He accidentally rolled down the mountain and became like this. I have bandaged his wounds, but if he wants to survive, my father will need to use the medicine himself."
"Really?"
The boy with the two-handed sword squatted down and reached out to lift off the cloth wrapping Giyu's wound, but the butterfly ninja took a step forward and stood between him and Giyu.
The boy with a two-handed sword who had always been feared and worshiped by ordinary people felt that he was offended and his mood became worse.
"Where are the medicines you collected? Why didn't I see them?"
He asked further, "Isn't that an excuse?"
"Of course not, you are thinking too much." Butterfly Ninja took a look at Yuori's inner lining. He took out a handful of herbs and said, "Most of the herbs were lost because he rolled down the mountain, but there are some left here."
Of course, these herbs were not prepared to prevent ninjas from interrogating them, but to temporarily treat Yiyong's injuries. of the remainder. Fortunately, Yiyong's belongings were placed at the bottom of the stretcher for convenience, otherwise it would be really unclear.
In order to convince the other party, Butterfly Ninja told the names and functions of the herbs one by one, but this only made the boy with the two-handed sword even more impatient.
"What a coincidence. The village had just experienced an attack, and a guy with wounds all over his body appeared outside." The
two-handed sword boy smiled sinisterly, "Who knows if you escaped from the village during the chaos. "
I'm not from here, and I don't know where the village you are talking about is."
The butterfly ninja still maintained a smile, "If you have finished asking, please let us leave. My partner is seriously injured. If you don't get rescued, I'm afraid I won't live long."
"What's the use of living like an ant? It's better to stay in the mountains and die."
A vein appeared on the right side of Butterfly Ninja's forehead, but his smile became even brighter.
The boy with the two-handed sword seemed to be unwilling to continue to embarrass him and turned to leave. Butterfly Ninja thought that she had managed it, and that she might not need to resort to violence on her first day in this world, and she felt a little relieved.
But at this moment, the young man suddenly turned around without warning, lowered his body and tore off the black cloth wrapped around Yiyong's abdomen, revealing the hideous wound.
"This is a wound pierced by a kunai, and you said you didn't escape from the village?"
The boy with the two-handed sword let go of his hand, threw the fragments of clothing that had wrapped Giyuu on the ground, twisted and stepped on it repeatedly with his right foot, and touched it with his right hand. He grabbed the hilt of the two-handed sword behind him and showed a successful smile: "You know, what happens to traitors?"
"Then you know, disturbing my patients..."
Butterfly Ninja also raised his head that had been lowered just now, The corners of his mouth were still curved upward, but the smile was no longer in his eyes.
"What's the end?
" "It seems that I can't get along well with someone like you." "
I have never written about the emotional drama between men and women, so I don't want to write too much about myself, so for the time being, I am updating 4,400 a day, so I can keep it up and read the
above content together. As if I didn't say anything
- from the author of One Day Later
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