I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 371 Bloodstained Elimination

"Where is that adult?"

Soon, high-ranking officials from the Allied forces rushed over.

Hey, everyone else left a long time ago!

The soldier carrying a gun spoke up irritably, saying that they were nowhere to be seen when the monsters invaded, but as soon as 'Superman' appeared, they immediately came to fawn over him.

"What about the magical artifact? The artifact used to force the 'underground assassin' out of the ground?"

The soldiers' faces grew increasingly cold as they faced the officials who were questioning them.

"Sorry, sir."

"Make way, I need to help my brother collect his body!"

Although they managed to defeat the invaders with the help of the 'Dawn Organization' superhuman, the bodies of soldiers who didn't have time to reach higher ground still lay scattered on the ground; many of them were comrades who had just been smoking, cursing bureaucrats, and fighting off the enemy together.

"Sir, we don't know either."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a bit tense, a good-natured soldier stepped forward to explain.

"Perhaps it was taken back by that person, or perhaps it was a one-time use magical item."

"What a pity!"

"Shit, if..."

Several high-ranking officials looked grief-stricken, wishing they could have spoken to that extraordinary person.

Given their strength, even a casual toss of breadcrumbs would be enough to elevate their social class significantly!
"Sir, do these 'underground assassins' count as military merits?"

A soldier suddenly came over and asked a question, while his finger was on the trigger.

?

Yup!

The other soldiers also realized that it was usually very difficult to kill the 'Burning Assassin', which resulted in this monster having a very high 'military merit' rating.

This time, thanks to that superman, their unit eliminated multiple 'underground assassins'.

If we're talking about military merit—

Many of them are capable of becoming extraordinary!
Thinking of this, the other soldiers also gathered around.

Facing the expectant yet fierce gazes around him, the leading official took a deep breath.

".Calculate."

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.

It's not just ordinary people who crave power; even those with extraordinary abilities yearn to reach new heights.

Even Yu is researching even stronger powers.

"I've become very proficient with bloodline limits,"

Sitting on the bed, Yu spread out her hands, and five colors of chakra lit up on her five fingers.

With a thought, two colors of chakra rose up, combining to form their corresponding bloodline limits: Water + Fire = Boil Release, Fire + Earth = Lava Release, Earth + Wind = Magnet Release, Wind + Water = Ice Release, and Earth + Water = Wood Release.
"It's time to start researching bloodline elimination."

Yu's gaze fell on these lights, the three attributes fused together, a phenomenon known as Bloodline Elimination!
In the world of Naruto, the most famous Kekkei Tota is 'Dust Release': Onoki relied on this technique to be the main damage dealer in his battle against Madara.

The other four Kage were rendered powerless by the Wood Release: Advent of the Flowering Tree World. Onoki destroyed the sea of ​​trees with a single "Particle Style: Detachment Technique". Later, he even used an upgraded version of "Limit Detachment Technique" to break through the Susanoo of twenty-five Wood Release clones, which was truly amazing!
Even if that was only the second form of Susanoo, it was still incredibly terrifying.

If it hits, it will instantly kill a Kage-level opponent, no problem.

In fact, there is another person who should also be a bloodline limit: the First Hokage!

Hashirama's Wood Release is clearly different from a 'normal' bloodline limit; both its power and range are severely 'overpowered'.

The classic scene is: "Nine-Tails, you're too dangerous!" With that, Hashirama unleashed the True Several Thousand Hands technique, grabbing the Nine-Tails, the leader of the tailed beasts, and instantly refining it!

Nine-Tails: ? ? ?
If this is Wood Release, then what about Yamato and Moegi later on?
Grass-style escape technique?
It's not that these people's Wood Release is too weak, but that Hashirama's Wood Release is abnormal: according to Yu's guess, it was probably injected with a large amount of Yang Release chakra, forming a bloodline limit of Yang + Earth + Water.

The Second Tsuchikage, Mu, may have developed the Dust Release kekkei genkai after witnessing Hashirama's extraordinary kekkei genkai.

After mastering the bloodline limit

Yu is preparing to begin her research on 'bloodline elimination'.

Just like the ordinary Byakugan, Red-eyed, Sharingan, Blood Dragon Eye, and Shikotsumyaku, it belongs to the bloodline limit.

These organs inherited from the Otsutsuki clan actually possess their own 'bloodline elimination' mechanism: Tenseigan, Mangekyou Sharingan, Kimimaro's bones, etc.
These abilities are all very powerful, but they don't reach the level of the 'Six Paths' level of bloodline limit; in Yu's opinion, they can be considered at the level of 'Bloodline Elimination', which is the so-called 'Super Kage' level.

Since we're going to experiment with bloodline elimination, then we can start a great war between the Nine-Tails and the Sea Kingdom!

At the same time, the upgrade of the Sharingan also
嘎，
"What are you thinking about?"

The door opened, and Qiong Mei walked in, drying her hair.

"nothing,"

You shook her head slightly; there was no need to let Qiong know about these plans.

"sleep,"

Just as Yu was about to lie down to sleep, she was pulled up.

"Go take a shower first."

?

"With my strength"

"Even if it's just a ritual, go quickly."

Yu shrugged helplessly as Qiong Mei, who was wearing a bathrobe, pushed him out the door.

Okay, let's put aside the Nine-Tails battle in the Sea Kingdom and the Sharingan upgrade to Mangekyou Sharingan for now; let's take a shower first, and then:
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.

Tuao,

Under the cover of night, a band of light illuminated the coastal area of ​​this continent;
There were numerous factories operating at full capacity, roaring and spewing out thick smoke.

Under artificial lights, the boundary between day and night has become blurred, and even at night, there are still people rushing around everywhere: in order to support the front line, almost all the cities here have transformed into military industries, and mountains and seas of guns, missiles and armored vehicles come off the assembly line and are sent to the battlefield without even having time to wipe off the grease.

On the one hand, this place is closest to the battlefield of the non-professional forces;
On the other hand, Australia is also among the world's leading countries in mineral resources: it has 32% of the world's mineral resources!
With iron ore reserves of 153 billion tons, coal reserves of over 5000 billion tons, and uranium reserves accounting for 43% of the world's total, it's practically a country sitting atop a mountain of mines.

Countless mines were operating at full capacity, and factories were running 24 hours a day. There were no environmental protests or human rights demonstrations. At this time, anyone who dared to make a blunder would not simply be sent to prison for a few days to gain 'seniority', but would be treated as a deserter and sent to the front line.

Then, under the guns of the supervising team, they died in the surging tide of demons.

Northern port city: Darwin
This is the capital of Australia's Northern Territory. It used to have a population of 100,000, but now it has a population of over 350,000, and the entire city is operating beyond its capacity.

Nearly two hundred years ago, a ship discovered this port, and it was named after the famous scientist on board, Charles Robert Darwin: yes, the one who wrote "On the Origin of Species".

"If Darwin were still alive, he would surely be amazed by how unscientific this is."

In a pharmaceutical factory on the southern outskirts of the city, two white researchers in white lab coats chatted as they walked.

"No,"

"I think that given that scientist's personality, he would immediately throw himself into extraordinary research, just like we are doing."

In response, another person wearing black-rimmed glasses and a white coat said that the two walked to a large door. After facial recognition, iris verification, fingerprint comparison, and even the signal transmitters implanted under the skin of all the researchers were consistent, the heavy metal door was finally opened.

"Honestly, instead of fearing external intrusion, we should be wary of those 'experiments'."

The person in the white coat who came first was clearly a talkative person and continued to chatter on and on.

"Their strength is growing,"

What's it like to be with a group of D-class superhuman beings?

“Those ‘test subjects’ could have pierced my skull with just one finger.” “First of all, they weren’t test subjects, they were volunteers.”

The man in the white coat with black-rimmed glasses answered.

"Secondly, they are rational superhumans, not superhuman beings."

"Instead of worrying about them going berserk, you should worry about the collapse of the northern defenses and the Nine-Tailed Fox forces coming here."

Chatting casually, the two passed through several security checkpoints before arriving at an elevator: they would be taking this elevator down to a laboratory 200 meters underground. Such a well-hidden facility could withstand even a nuclear attack.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that this place was originally an underground nuclear shelter built by a major conglomerate during the Cold War.

It has now become a secret laboratory within the Commonwealth, used to research even more powerful transformations.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Deep underground, two men in white coats arrived at a training ground, where muffled sounds echoed.

A giant sandbag the size of a truck was being punched and shaken by the girl; a thick stack of dumbbell plates on both sides was lifted up by a boy with one hand; all kinds of oversized training equipment were everywhere here, but in the hands of a group of teenagers, they were treated like toys.

It doesn't even qualify as exercise, since there wasn't much sweat involved.

"How are you all feeling today?"

Upon hearing the voice of the man in the black-rimmed glasses and white coat, more than a dozen teenagers who were exercising turned around.

"PhD?"

"Just training is too boring, shouldn't you teach us combat techniques?"

Wearing a simple green surgical gown, a boy with spiky hair spoke up in dissatisfaction.

"Or we could go to the battlefield!"

"Yeah yeah."

The other teenagers also joined in the commotion.

"I finally gained extraordinary abilities, but all I can do is waste my time here."

"With my power, I could kill a chimera with a single punch!"

"That's just bragging, but killing the demon is definitely no problem."

These teenagers stopped their 'boring' training. Judging from their skin color and appearance, they were all from island nations, Africa, and Indonesia.

Even the languages ​​are a mess, but with a simultaneous translator worn on the ear, communication is not a problem at all.

"Quiet down, little superheroes."

The doctor in the white coat, who had been chattering incessantly on the way here, clapped his hands.

“I know you all yearn to go to the front lines and fight the enemy, and I acknowledge that your strength surpasses that of humans. But—”

It's merely surpassing humanity; while stronger than ordinary E-level superhumans, however:
"That battlefield is teeming with B-rank demons."

The doctor in the white coat had a gentle expression, showing no trace of the previous disgust.

“You are all precious extraordinary individuals, and we must not easily lose you.”

"So, wait until your strength reaches D+ before considering going to the battlefield."

Pushing up his black-rimmed glasses, another person in a white coat calmly took over the conversation.

"This is for your own good,"

"It's also for your loved ones."

This same argument again drew expressions of dissatisfaction from many young men and women.

They are not native Australians, but refugees from other countries who came here.

Since the island nation lifted its blockade, many people have fled abroad: with supernatural disasters occurring every few days, who would dare to stay there if they had the means? At times like these, don't worry about patriotism; after all, your own life and the lives of your loved ones are the most important.

Two years ago, when the two major powers were at war, more than 700 million people fled the country: it's only human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Following the Nine-Tailed Fox's rampage in the Philippines, a large number of locals fled to other countries; then came Nicaea, where more than 300,000 refugees poured in!

With such a massive influx of people, the local social system was on the verge of collapse: housing, jobs, food. So when the Australian government recruited young 'volunteers,' these people appeared here for one reason or another.

"All right."

"Speaking of which, I wonder how Mom and Dad are doing?"

The two people in white coats in front of me are just ordinary people; the boys and girls in the training field could kill them with a single finger.

But just a few months ago, they were ordinary students. Maybe some of them were a bit mischievous, but they certainly didn't go so far as to commit murder.

From the beginning of the experiment, these two PhD students had been in charge of them, and they had long since developed an instinct for 'obedience' through their words and actions.

"Go back and rest. You can ask for any toys or food you want."

"If anyone awakens an 'ability,' remember to report it."

Under the direction of two people in white coats, the teenagers left the training ground and returned to their residential area.

?

On the way back to his room, the spiky-haired boy paused, startled.

Because a girl with double braids who passed by him secretly slipped him a crumpled piece of paper.

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.

In the high-tech corridor, a door opened silently.

The spiky-haired boy cautiously observed his surroundings, especially the security cameras on the wall. Only after confirming that the electronic devices were not moving did he slip out of the room.

Soon, the spiky-haired boy found his way into a storage room.

"Here comes Ijiang."

Several figures were already squatting or standing in the storage room.

"Yes, Ogura."

The spiky-haired boy nodded to the girl with two braids standing guard at the door, then looked at the security camera at the end of the corridor.

Are those surveillance devices okay?

"certainly,"

She wore two unfashionable braids.
The girl, named Ogura, who has a docile appearance, proudly raises her finger.

Crack--

A tiny spark of electricity flickered at my fingertips.

"With just a slight interference, those electronic devices will freeze."

"We were able to gather here because the surveillance equipment was out of order."

Another boy spoke wearily, drawing the attention of the others; his messy hair made him look like he hadn't slept well.

Although it is indeed past 2 a.m., given their extraordinary physical condition, they could go for days and nights without sleep without any problem. The reason they look like this is simply because:
"Too many splits today have consumed a lot of spiritual energy."

The boy rubbed his stray hairs and raised his eyelids slightly.

"So let's get down to business."

"The important thing is that we need to speed things up."

The girl with twin braids, named 'Ogura,' spread her hands and sighed helplessly.

“I could sense that those doctors were losing patience: about us hiding our superhuman abilities.”

(End of this chapter)