From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 226 The stuff was stolen? Oh, I had it done!
"This thing is destined to be with my aurora."

Without any hesitation, Mr. A put the gray mud slab into his pocket.

Beside him, Orochimaru watched helplessly as the 'opportunity' he had painstakingly obtained was snatched away. His heart felt like it was about to explode; his bloodshot eyes glared as he roared hysterically, "Stop! Put it down, Koga!"

That seemingly insignificant 'mud slab' embodies all his dreams and his future!
How could anyone take it from his mouth?!
Anger is an excellent catalyst. Orochimaru, who had completely gone mad, actually squeezed out more chakra from his cells.

boom!
The extremely violent chakra was refined into ninjutsu through hand gestures that were like afterimages.

"Fire Release·Fire Dragon Bullet!"

The scorching flames transformed into a giant dragon in mid-air, instantly igniting the surrounding atmosphere.

The giant dragon raised its head and broke through layers of obstacles, crashing into the unsuspecting Mr. A. In an instant, terrifying high-temperature fireworks burst forth like erupting lava, and amidst the deep, crackling roar, scorching air waves suddenly spread out, forming visible ripples.

The scorching air made Bai Ya feel the burning sensation in his lungs with every breath.

However, Orochimaru's offensive did not stop. As he continued to channel chakra, he swung his arms forcefully, creating a powerful and violent hurricane that instantly erupted at the center of the flames.

"Wind Release: Great Tornado!"

The fire is fueled by the wind, and the wind fans the flames!
The raging flames were compressed by the hurricane blowing from the outside, forming a huge fire tornado.

The heatwave even ignited the nearby forest; the intense heat distorted the surrounding air, and the rocks at the very center of the flames glowed red-hot and gradually melted.

But suddenly, three dark figures darted out from the burning flames.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a black-masked monster that had just emerged from Mr. A's body. The blue-masked monster opened its mouth and spewed out a large amount of gushing water.

Chi Chi Chi!
The water and flames collided, and steam and smoke filled the air.

Mr. A, his entire body charred from the flames, slowly emerged from the thick smoke. His charred skin peeled away bit by bit, revealing new skin underneath. He grinned at the two men and said, "Not bad, very energetic. You really don't plan to join the Aurora Club?"

Orochimaru glared angrily, his teeth grinding together, but unfortunately, his chakra was already depleted after his initial burst of power.

Meanwhile, White Fang, who was standing to the side, seemed to have been directly 'touched,' with large patches of flesh rotting on his chest. He was completely powerless and could only express his anger through his eyes.

Seeing their reactions, Mr. A sighed with some disappointment and shook his head, saying, "If they're unwilling, then forget it. I don't like forcing others."

But then, after a brief half-second pause, his eerie blood-red eyes fixed on the two men, a crazed look on his face. He licked his lips cruelly and said, "Then please, you two, die here!"

Tear it apart!

He tore a large piece of flesh from his chest, and with a sinister smile, flung it at Orochimaru and White Fang.

Just now, White Fang was hit by this move, which caused him to lose his fighting ability.

Orochimaru bit his finger, drawing blood, and slammed it to the ground: "Summoning Jutsu: Orochi!"

With his chakra nearly depleted, it's impossible for him to summon Rashomon. He can only summon the lowest-level contracted beast from Ryuchi Cave.

boom!
A large cloud of white smoke rose up, and a gray snake with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared.

"Protect us!"

Orochimaru hurriedly gave the order.

The gray serpent coiled layer upon layer, transforming into a solid wall of flesh and blood, protecting the two of them in the very center.

The large chunks of flesh torn off by Mr. A exploded violently the moment they touched the giant gray snake, like a blood-red storm that swept across everything around it. Its terrifying corrosive power was like strong sulfuric acid, turning the snake into viscous flesh in just a few seconds.

However, in the center of the giant snake, which had been corroded into bones, Mr. A did not find any trace of Orochimaru or Sakumo.

"Tsk, did they escape?" Mr. A arrived amidst the bones, noticed the soft soil on the ground, frowned, and a hint of displeasure flickered in his expression.

"Consider yourselves lucky. You won't be so lucky next time you meet them." He sneered, too lazy to pursue the two. After all, the experience of being severely punished by the Saint for his failure last time was still fresh in his mind, and he dared not cause any more trouble.

Orochimaru squeezed out the last bit of chakra before using Earth Release to escape back to his secret base, his white teeth corroded by flesh and blood.

Then, under the double blow of not yet recovering from his serious injuries and losing the blasphemous stone tablet, Orochimaru became angrier and angrier. Finally, his blood pressure spiked to his head, his vision went black, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how much time had passed.

Meanwhile, the white-toothed man beside him was barely breathing.
Mr. A from the Aurora Society used some strange ability to detach his flesh and blood from his body. Not only could this cause a violent explosion, but the flying blood and flesh fragments that splattered after the explosion continued to corrode White Teeth's body. It was absolutely terrifying.

Seeing this, Orochimaru dared not hesitate any longer. He immediately set up incense and candles in the room and simply drew the mysterious symbols in his mind on the ground.

After doing all this, he calmed himself down and softly recited:

"A dragon roaming the ocean of the soul,"
The shadow of the times

The ancient rulers of distant past,
I pray to you,
I need your help.

Accompanied by a deep chanting, the candle flame emitted a bluish light.

The next moment, Orochimaru seemed to pass through layers of mist, soaring among countless glittering stars, and finally appeared in that magnificent church, which was made of countless white bones.

Behind the ancient and mottled bronze table, beneath the enormous white bone cross, a figure shrouded in a hazy glow seemed to have sat there since time immemorial.

"Mr. Adam."

Orochimaru, with a hint of fear in his heart, said in a trembling voice, "I have failed your expectations."

Sitting on the bench, 'Adam' tapped the table twice with his index finger, his indifferent and calm voice echoing in the empty Church of Bones: "Tell me the details."

"White Fang and I found one of the blasphemous tablets, but on our way back, we were discovered by the Aurora Society!" Orochimaru bit his lip hard, his eyes blazing with fury that seemed almost tangible: "Forgive our incompetence, we were...were robbed of the blasphemous tablet by Mr. A!"

"I see."

However, 'Adam' on the platform did not seem surprised at all, and did not even show the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The more Orochimaru reacted this way, the more panicked he became, his heart filled with extreme unease: "Mr. Adam, you...don't blame us?"

Why should we blame you?

Adam's gaze was indifferent as he said nonchalantly, "There's more than one fragment of the blasphemous stone tablet. We can find more later."

In fact, Uchiha Muneki didn't really care and had no intention of punishing Orochimaru.

After all, it was he who asked Mr. A to do this.

No other reason.

Of course, it's not about holding grudges or seeking revenge.

It wasn't because Orochimaru took it upon himself to involve Mikoto Uchiha, intending to trick her into joining the Twilight Retreat.

No, absolutely not!

As everyone knows, Uchiha Muneki never holds grudges.

(End of this chapter)