I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 276 Extraordinary Matryoshka Dolls
"Are you going out?"

"At this point in time"

Saki, being a 'local', thought for the first time that the person in question had gone mad.

Those 'underworld slaves' possess immortality, and although their physical constitution is the same as that of ordinary people, or even slightly worse, their sheer numbers are enough to overwhelm an army: going outside at this time would be extremely dangerous.

"There's no time to waste; we must act immediately."

Tatsuki Yuuto's expression was resolute: That's his father. If he doesn't care, who will?

The mother who is already distraught?
Or is it a small-town police force with only one patrol officer?

"Mom, don't worry."

The high school student named 'Yasuto' knelt down in front of his mother, who was sitting on the sofa, and earnestly took his mother's injured hand.

"I'll go and bring my father back."

? ?
For a moment, not only Mrs. Tatsuki, who was already in a daze, but even the girl with the side ponytail next to her was stunned.

Is this still the same Yuuto who used to follow me around as a child, with snot hanging from his nose?

"Yongren has grown up,"

Coming to her senses, Madam Chenyue gently patted the boy's head.
This made the brave man, who had just been so fearless, turn his head away in embarrassment.

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore."

Saki is watching from the side!
"cough,"

Standing up, Tatsuki Hayato began to make arrangements.

"You all just wait at home, I will go and bring my father back."

The method is also very simple: since his father can still send messages back, it proves that the person and the phone are together, so just locate the other party's phone and go there.

Although it doesn't possess any bizarre supernatural abilities, modern technology, in some ways, is no different from 'supernatural abilities'.

Unfortunately, most of these extraordinary beings become familiar with modern society very quickly.
This leaves humanity with no opportunity to utilize its technological inferiority.

"My phone can track my father's phone location."

This is a 'family package' launched by an island nation, a function that adults use to locate children's positions, but it can also be used in reverse without any problems.

"Wait, I'll go with you too."

Saki, the girl with the side ponytail, stood up and preemptively struck before anyone could object.

"Yongren, you...you guys just returned to town. Are you able to find your way around at night?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Night had fallen.

Moonlight bathed the small town surrounded by mountains.

The streetlights emitted an orange-yellow light, but could only illuminate a few main streets, leaving the rest of the town in darkness. To avoid attracting the attention of the 'underworld slaves,' the residents of this town would draw their curtains and almost all go to bed early.

On the second floor of a three-story apartment building, three figures arrived at the end of the corridor.

Instead of going down the stairs to open the door, they threw a bed sheet down the hallway.

He climbed out of the hallway, grabbed the bed sheet, slid down, and landed easily.

As the young housewife in the hallway collected the bedsheets, the figure below waved, signaling her to hurry home. The two then made their way towards a certain direction in the town.

You could tell from their physiques that they were both young, and they moved nimbly and silently.

Led by the figure with the ponytail, we navigated the town with practiced ease.

They encountered many dangers along the way but escaped unscathed, avoiding the 'underworld slaves'.

Little did they know that their every move was being watched by others.

"Is this the goal?"

Two figures were standing on a rooftop not far away.

Both of them were dressed in long black robes, blending into the night.

The white mask under the hood has no facial features, only two flat black holes where the eyes are: at first glance, it looks like Miyazaki Hayao's 'No-Face'.

"That's right,"

Another figure in black robes answered,
The girl's voice, though lowered, still couldn't hide its deliberately crisp quality.

"Hmph, I don't see anything special about it."

“But it doesn’t matter. As long as they can reach their destination, they will be qualified to become ‘sacrifices’.”

Sacrifice?

And the power within them.
It really was the thief who took the 'Orochi's Remains'!

However, the two masked men in black robes were unaware that they were also being 'monitored' by others.

Under the eaves, on the trees, and in the grass, rows of motionless, head-raised venomous snakes stared thoughtfully at the two masked men in black robes.

Having already consumed two pieces of the 'Orochi's Remains', Jiu Kong Yao Ai not only experienced a rapid increase in strength, reaching the 'Tiger Level' category, but also gained the ability to sense other 'Orochi's Remains'.

Upon entering the town, she realized that the 'Yamata no Kiba's remains' had already been used.

These faint forces of 'shared origins' could not be hidden from her.

It looks like a resurrection-type ability?
The little girl, who monitors everything through other venomous snakes, has a passionate heart.
According to mythology, after Izanagi, the creator god of the island nation, escaped from the underworld, he sealed the Hirasaka of the underworld with the 'Thousand Hiking Stone'.

The Yamata no Orochi was able to break the seal of the underworld and bring Abe no Seimei back from the underworld, so it's not unreasonable to say that he possesses the ability of 'resurrection': if that's really the case, then—could this ability be used to resurrect one's parents?

No matter how much Jiu Kong Yao Ai hated Abe no Seimei and Orochi, she understood that the gap in strength between herself and these great figures was like that between an ant and an elephant.

If we could bring our parents back to life, we wouldn't mind sparing those two guys' lives.

Convincing herself otherwise, Jiu Kongyao did not act rashly, but silently observed the two masked men in black robes: the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Once she confirms that these people possess the power of 'resurrection,' she will wipe them all out in one fell swoop!
Before the Great Yin-Yang Master, Jiu Kong Yao Ai was completely immobilized by a single glance.

But in this small rural town, her strength is at the tiger level:
It can be called the strongest!
But who is the cicada and who is the oriole, and how many people can truly see through all of this?
The moon in the night sky, like an eye, is sweeping across the small town.

That was You, whose main body was resting, but whose attention was focused here.

This small town is his 'laboratory'.

He doesn't need to take action himself; as long as he places a certain 'ninjutsu' in the 'Orochi's Remains', someone will naturally test the feasibility of that ninjutsu for him.

In the world of Naruto, there aren't many ninjutsu that can revive the dead, but there aren't a few either.

The first one is Chiyo's 'self-reincarnation'.

This technique is a simple and brutal "life for life" exchange, and can even be used to revive puppets: Granny Chiyo originally intended to use it on her son and daughter-in-law's puppets, but she never made up her mind; later, she simply used it on Gaara, exchanging her own life for Gaara's life after he died from having "Shukaku" extracted.

The second is Nagato's 'Outer Path: Samsara of Heaven' technique.

This technique is much more abnormal. It can revive the dead within a certain range, even if there is no corpse. If the revived object is a person who has undergone the Impure World Reincarnation, the Impure World Reincarnation state will be automatically lifted.

It can be seen as an enhanced, group version of 'Self-Reincarnation': if overused, it will also consume chakra drastically, which is how Nagato died.

Between these two lies the famous 'Impure World Reincarnation'.

This is an S-rank forbidden interdimensional summoning technique invented by the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. It can summon the souls of the dead and revive and control them in the form of an "Impure World Body".

What the Second Hokage liked most was to use the Impure World Reincarnation technique to summon the dead, and then use the Multiplication of Explosive Tags to cover the dead with explosive tags, making them human bombs to attack opponents, which disgusted the other four great nations' masters of that era.

After being improved by Orochimaru, it was able to continuously repair itself and retain its original combat skills and other advantages.
As for talking about 'infinite chakra,' that's just empty talk meant to scare people.

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that if 'Edo Tensei' grants unlimited chakra, then just create several 'Edo Tensei bodies' as unlimited chakra sources, and there's no need for anyone to fight over the Tailed Beasts. Or you could give the Land of Lightning's 'Chakra Cannon' unlimited power, so one shot could destroy a moon.

That's clearly unrealistic.

What Yu left in that 'Yamata no Orochi's Remains' was information related to the Impure World Reincarnation!
To be honest, Yu has already achieved 'resurrection'.

His clone, "Ghost Messenger White," established a foothold in Yomotsu Hirasaka. After death, his soul went to Yomotsu and fell into the hands of "Fengdu."

With a simple thought, Yuu could send her soul back: by attaching her soul to a puppet, she was essentially resurrected. This was the case with Tanimura Hoshino, one of the captains under the Underworld who frequently came to the human world on "business trips."

Theoretically, everyone else living in 'Fengdu' could be resurrected through this method.

Of course, so far, this is a privilege reserved for the 'captain'.

However, this only applies to people whose souls are under his control. If someone died before Yu entered the underworld, unless they were like Wataru Tanimura, possessing Hoshino Tanimura, even Yu, the 'Otsutsuki,' could only watch helplessly.

That's why this experiment was conducted.

Yu believes she has absolutely nothing to do with the word "good person."
But what has been said and what has been promised must be fulfilled.

Let me see what useful results you can get from the 'Impure World Reincarnation' technique.

Under the cover of night, the invisible moonlight overlooked the small town nestled in the mountains, silently watching the wandering 'corpses,' which were created by the person who had obtained 'reincarnation'.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

'Over here,'

He waved and gestured for me to follow him.
Two figures, bent over and jogging, weaved between the buildings of the town.

'etc,'

Raising her hand to signal the hero behind her to stop, the girl Saki peeked out from behind the wall and saw several 'Netherworld Slaves' lingering at the intersection ahead.

The road ahead is blocked; climb over it.

He pointed to the wall next to him and made a gesture of climbing over it.

'clear,'

Tatsuki Yuuto nodded, stood up, pressed his hand against the wall beside him, and lightly leaped into the air.

'Come,'

He crouched on the wall, reached out and pulled the girl Saki up, and the two landed in the courtyard of the house.

And so, the two of them kept avoiding the so-called 'underworld slaves' and, surprisingly, nothing went wrong. They safely passed through most of the town.

"Let's rest here for a bit,"

Hiding in an abandoned building, the girl Saki took Tatsuki Hayato's phone and checked the route again.

"Yūto, you've changed a lot."

The boy who used to follow me around has grown into a reliable young man.

Even his height was significantly taller than hers.

"Of course,"

"I want to be the one who protects others,"

"Moreover, our school has already included combat training in the exam scores."

Thinking back to how he always ended up drenched in sweat after each combat class, Tatsuki Yuuki touched the baseball bat stuck in his back with lingering fear.

Times have changed.
Although island nations used to value sports, it was only "moderate" exercise.

Since the arrival of the supernatural, not only have various supernatural safety courses been introduced, but even physical education classes have become increasingly hardcore: many schools have even elevated courses such as combat, karate, and kendo to the same level of importance as Chinese language, geography/history, mathematics, and science.

In this day and age, if you're not physically strong enough, you can't even outrun extraordinary disasters, so how can you talk about the future?
"That's it,"

Saki returned the phone to the other person.

We've already covered most of the distance, we'll be there soon.

Just then, Tatsuki Hayato pressed his finger to the girl's lips, made a shushing gesture, and then pointed outside.

There was a rustling sound coming from outside, as if something was being dragged on the ground.

The two quickly went to the window and looked out:
"Ho~~~"

A corpse's face, so close to their eyes, came into view.

"Netherworld slave?!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Bang!
Amidst the dull thud of a hard object striking,
Two figures ran out of the deserted building.

The boy at the front swung his baseball bat, aiming at the 'slaves' dressed in white mourning clothes, wearing triangular headscarves, with dark blue skin, or even rotting.

Baseball bats are the easiest to obtain and also the most lethal weapon: a burly man weighing 100 kilograms and standing 1.8 meters tall, who is a force to be reckoned with in professional boxing matches, would be instantly killed if hit on the back of the head by a baseball bat from an ordinary junior high school student.

Moreover, baseball bats have a good feel and are easy to use, making them a common sight in 'street fighting'.

The boy wielding the baseball bat wasn't just swinging it randomly; his every move was methodical, and it seemed he was about to break free from the encirclement of these 'underworld slaves'.

"Ha, how could we let you leave so easily?"

On a rooftop not far away, a masked man in a black robe waved his hand.

More 'underworld slaves' emerged from other streets and alleys, joining the siege.

"Saki, what's going on?"

His gaze swept across the area, and he saw 'Netherworld Slaves' surrounding him everywhere, causing Chen Yueyong to become extremely anxious.

How can there be so many?

"I have no idea."

With a swift kick, a 'Netherworld Slave' was sent flying, leaving the side-ponytail girl named 'Saki' puzzled.

Logically, these 'underworld slaves' should have scattered and wandered aimlessly.

Why are they all gathered here now, it's like—

Someone's directing things?!

Faced with the 'Nether Slaves' approaching from all directions, reaching out to grab or scratch, the two engaged in fierce combat had no time to notice that two black-robed figures had appeared on the rooftop not far away.

"Good skills, and decent willpower as well."

One of the men in black robes commented...

“I now acknowledge their qualifications as ‘sacrifices’.”

"boring,"

Another person in black robes, whose voice sounded female, spoke calmly.

"Some troublemakers are here."

“Namo Samanta Mutuo Nan Varila Lan Han——”

Just as Tatsuki Yuuto and Saki were about to be captured by the 'Netherworld Slaves', a series of chanting sounds came from behind.

Accompanied by chanting, these so-called 'slaves of the underworld' seemed to be paused, remaining in a posture of reaching out and taking steps, thus turning into 'sculptures'.

? ?
"What are you standing there for? Come here now!"

Behind the motionless 'Nether Slave' came the voice of a young boy.

Thump,

With a single, powerful impact, he knocked aside the motionless 'underworld slaves' in front of him.

Amidst the commotion of a chain reaction of collapses, Tatsuki Hayato cleared the way, with the girl Saki close behind.
The two stumbled their way through the 'Netherworld Slaves' until their eyes were suddenly filled with light.

A young man with a slicked-back blond hairstyle, a large gold chain around his neck, and earrings hanging from his ears was clasping his hands together in a gesture resembling chanting scriptures.

The boy looked to be about their age, but he exuded the aura of a new era 'Yazaku', leaving Tatsuki Hayato speechless with gratitude.

This look is way too 'bad'...
"Ryuji?"

Saki, who was right behind her, called out the other person's name.

what?
Is that Ryuji?!
(End of this chapter)