Zombie Sage in Naruto

Chapter 155 The Death of Hamura, Disintegration

This was Hamura Otsutsuki's last dance in this world, but he botched it.

According to Hamura's script, he exhausted all his remaining chakra, relied on the giant Tenseigan on the moon, and with the inspiration he received from the Karma seal he observed from Yahiko, forcibly resurrected in the ninja world.

He survived, but he failed to achieve his goal. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't eliminate the outsider, Kaedeji. All his hard work, apart from establishing Kaedeji's reputation, did nothing to achieve his intended purpose.

Hamura rolled his eyes, observing Kaedeji Tsukasa from every angle, utterly baffled—how exactly did Kaedeji Tsukasa know of his existence?

It's not surprising that people know about Hagoromo's existence. Ancient myths and legends circulate throughout the ninja world, and with the appearance of Nagato, the second Sage of Six Paths, more and more people tend to believe that the Sage of Six Paths really existed.

It's so strange to know that he did!

“Something must have gone wrong. After sealing my mother away, I left the ninja world without leaving any trace of my bloodline. My brother has been in charge of everything since then, from becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki to dismembering the tailed beasts and training Indra and Ashura…”

Hamura's vision was filled with Kaedeji's hateful face. He had a strange feeling that Kaedeji didn't seem to be really surprised by his arrival, and that he had even prepared a countermeasure before he appeared.

But how is this possible?
In an instant, amidst the numerous small meteorites striking the earth and Hidan's darting and flashing figure, Hamura had an idea.

"You had dealings with other Otsutsuki before you came to this planet!!" Hamura said through gritted teeth. "You're no stranger to the Otsutsuki clan!"

The sky seemed to have been torn apart, with traces of falling meteorites, terrifying noises, and sudden changes in air pressure, as if the world was about to be plunged into apocalypse.

Meteors, which Hidan couldn't care less about, kept bombarding the ground, unleashing terrifying shockwaves that spread out in concentric circles, shattering everything within their range.

Kaede Tsukasa stood amidst the chaos, the crackling sounds above his head failing to move him in the slightest: "The process was entirely wrong, but the result was slightly right. I suppose I've lived up to my title as the savior of yesteryear. If you hadn't interfered with my actions, you could have survived much longer. But you made a mistake, and I'll make you pay the price. I'm truly sorry."

Hamura's body began to stiffen rapidly, and a grayish-white color, like lime, appeared on his skin and spread at an alarming speed.

Where the grayish-white area was covered, Hamura's body lost all vitality. The cells died rapidly, and any remaining information was eliminated, leaving absolutely no matter or consciousness behind.

This is the fate of being reborn into a substandard vessel and failing to revive—certain death is inevitable.

If we were to insist on saving Hamura, it would actually be too late, unless Hamura had already prepared a perfect vessel and inserted a wedge before reincarnating into Hyuga Tennin.

In this case, if Hyuga Tennin's body collapses and Hamura dies, the Karma seal on the perfect vessel will immediately begin to decompress the data, and Hamura can be perfectly resurrected.

"It seems you came to me prepared to die. Your morals are too high. You clearly haven't mastered this resurrection method, yet you hastily chose a disadvantaged body to attack me. Couldn't you even wait a few more years?"

Kaedeji shook his head and slowly walked to Hamura's side. Only his head was still relatively normal; the rest of his body had completely lost its life force.

"I can't wait a few years. This ninja world wasn't always like this, but it started to fall into chaos after you appeared."

"You mean the dead? People have been dying in this world all along in various ways. It's just that I broke the boundary between life and death and eliminated the greatest enemy of humankind."

"Hmph, in essence, you are nothing more than using other humans to sacrifice the part of the human you protect. You, an outsider, are nothing more than a blood-sucking ghost crawling on this world."

"Using those corpses that would have been rotting and abandoned to make use of waste, then let's call them vengeful ghosts. The vengeful ghosts you're talking about are being worshipped as gods by countless people."

Kaede Tsukasa doesn't dislike such words. To be precise, people like Hamura, who haven't been bombarded with all sorts of complex information, are too refined and out of step with the modern world.

Finally, Hamura died with intense resentment. His entire body turned grayish-white, and as the earth trembled and a fierce wind swept through, his body then turned into countless dust particles and vanished into nothingness.

With Hamura's death, no more new meteorites will fall from outer space. The gray sky will gradually return to its original state over time, and the countless dust particles will eventually fall to the earth and merge with the world.

"The terrain in this area has been completely changed, and the tsunami has not been able to subside quickly, but that's no longer important."

Kaede looked around and saw that large swathes of Konoha Forest were becoming pitted and uneven, with flames spreading and it was unknown how long it would take to burn out.

Moreover, thanks to Hidan, the upheaval that was originally limited to the southeastern part of the Land of Fire, as Hidan continued to sacrifice himself and throw meteorites all over the ninja world, caused many countries to suffer inexplicable disasters. The meteorites, still moving forward, appeared out of nowhere in mid-air and then violently crashed to the ground, causing huge chaos.

"What's the noise?"

"A stone that appeared out of nowhere? Did it create a deep crater?"

"Most of them were in uninhabited areas and didn't hit any towns, but we need to figure out what happened!"

This calamity created by Hamura has affected all the major countries in the ninja world, drawing widespread condemnation. Spies who were already active during the war are now running around frantically, investigating every possible possibility.

The village that suffered the most severe losses from this meteorite attack was undoubtedly Kirigakure. Almost all of the three thousand vanguard troops were wiped out, with only a few dozen people barely surviving through various means and luck.

Even two members of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist have died, resulting in casualties—Mori Jinpachi, who hid in a pit, and another member, Kusano Yato, have both been killed, but no one cares about such things.

Kushimaru Kurihara narrowly escaped, narrowly avoiding a fatal impact by daring to traverse the Konoha forest at high speed. Although he looked disheveled, with torn clothes and charred head, he had indeed survived.

"This is terrifying. This can't possibly be a natural phenomenon. If a Konoha ninja used this technique, it's going too far."

Kushimaru Kurihara would prefer that Konoha's opponents unleash a technique of this scale. If used properly, it would be an incredible cleanup, easily wiping out a massive number of troops on the spot.

"It would be best to kill that Kaedejima Tsukasa," Kurihara Kushimaru thought to himself, quickly beginning a search for surviving Kirigakure ninja, hoping that a few of the other six would die so he could take over the ninja swords. Among the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, the death of a person was no big deal; they could be replaced immediately. But a sword was absolutely irreplaceable. Seizing a sword would increase his bargaining power.

"I've heard that the kid from the Hozuki family named Mangetsu is incredibly skilled with swords and can wield multiple ninja swords at the same time. If he can do it, so can I," Kushimaru Kurihara thought to himself.

Who knows whose ninja sword Hozuki Mangetsu will try to steal a few years from now? It would be better to take the unclaimed ninja sword into our own hands from the beginning.

As for the war? Kushimaru Kurihara was too lazy to care. The vanguard had been inexplicably attacked and was gone. How many follow-up troops were dispatched and how they were deployed was none of his business.

The last vestiges of Hamura's consciousness, barely remaining, appeared before the Sage of Six Paths.

"I'm sorry, brother, I failed. That guy was more difficult than I imagined." Hamura said expressionlessly, but he was already extremely annoyed.

The Sage of Six Paths said, "You've done enough. You've forced him to summon Might Guy to deal with you. In the past, no one could force him to use this move."

"Where is Matt Damon's soul?"

“He has never come to the Pure Land. Kaede Tsukasa is preventing this from happening.”

"How could this be? I did kill him before I died, so that his soul could return to the Pure Land! Then you could stop it, brother—"

Hamura looked at the silent Sage of Six Paths and finally smiled helplessly. Sure enough, his elder brother was still hesitant. No matter how much he supported him on the surface, when it came to personally getting involved, he still tended to be conservative.

Knowing full well that someone like Kaedeji is dangerous, why are they still hesitant to take any action?
The Sage of Six Paths said in a low voice, "I must store up the power I have, because every bit I use is a bit less. At the most critical moment, I will hand it over to the reincarnations of Indra and Ashura, so that they can seal my mother and save this world... If angering Kaede Tsukasa would force me to use this power prematurely, then I would rather not do it."

"That's the main reason, but not the whole reason. You also can't be sure whether what that guy did was positive or negative for the world."

Hamura smiled helplessly, but quickly came to terms with it: "Brother, you have to keep an eye on that guy. He seems to have extra knowledge about the Otsutsuki clan and possesses information that even we don't know... But I can't see the future anymore, and I can't control it. From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself. You're the one who has the hardest time."

After saying that, Hamura left. With his last remaining consciousness, he followed the power of the giant Tenseigan to the moon, where he met the gaze of the young Otsutsuki Toneri.

"Ancestors," the servant knelt respectfully.

The other Otsutsuki descendants were initially stunned and stood there in confusion, completely unaware of anything except the constantly shining giant Tenseigan. However, they quickly knelt down and buried their heads deeply.

Although they lost their eyes and their perception range was no longer sufficient to travel from the moon to the ninja world, the previous mutation of the giant Tenseigan was a real event.

"I have failed," Hamura said bluntly. "Just as your infighting is part of this world, my failure has become an established fact and one of the results of how the world works."

"Ancestor, whatever you do, we will support you wholeheartedly."

"Support? Eyes that were obtained by slaughtering the entire clan? If this is the kind of support you've given me, then you have indeed helped me. If it weren't for Kaedeji, I would never have used these eyes."

The crucial point is that it ultimately failed, which left Hamura with a sense of melancholy in his final moments.

Hamura was too lazy to judge the right or wrong of his descendants' civil war; he had no interest in doing so anymore. If he had to say something, it was only Toneri who could make him pay more attention to the child's bloodline, which was closest to his own.

If, in the future, he relies on the giant Tenseigan and obtains a good pair of eyes, his strength might be able to catch up with or even surpass his peak!
Hamura stared at Toneri for a few seconds, his consciousness beginning to dissipate. He said one last time, "You are my descendant. Your primary duty is to protect this imperfect world and to be vigilant against all beings from beyond the heavens... not only the Otsutsuki, but also people like Kaedejima!"

Even now, Hamura still doesn't know which planet Kaede Tsukasa came from, just as he doesn't know where the Otsutsuki came from.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

As Toneri witnessed Hamura's complete demise, his face remained calm, devoid of any sadness.

“The giant Tenseigan probably can’t hold on much longer.” Shiren suddenly spoke, pointing to the enormous object that was tens of meters in diameter.

As expected, the giant golden eye finally unleashed a burst of light, seemingly dyeing the surface of the moon gold. Then it collapsed with a crash, the gold dissipated, and countless white eyes surged down like glass marbles, engulfing Sheren and the others.

The group stood amidst a sea of ​​disapproving glances, bewildered and completely unsure of what to do next.

"The Tenseigan has disintegrated? Then we must reassemble it. If we succeeded the first time, we can succeed the second time!"

"What do we do? We've gouged out all the white eyes, even the servants don't have eyes anymore."

"If it's not on the moon, it's still in the ninja world! Even if those people's Byakugan isn't pure, it's still Byakugan. If we use them all, it's not impossible to recreate the giant Tenseigan!"

"Our ancestors didn't seem to approve of our approach..."

"How could I not agree? If I didn't agree, I would have used the power of the giant Tenseigan. Even if I failed, my ancestor's condition would be far inferior to that of his former self, which is why he was defeated by that extraterrestrial being named Kaedeji!"

A heated argument ensued among the group, which ultimately ended in a deep sigh.

Hamura left them with a huge problem, which made them even more frustrated. Even a weakened Hamura couldn't do it, so how could they, who didn't even have eyes, do it?
Sheren silently bent down, picked up the two white eyes, and immediately put them back into his eye sockets. He surveyed the scene before him and said coldly, "Since my ancestor spoke to me at the last moment of his life, it means that he had no problem with me. So whatever I do is to fulfill my ancestor's last wish."

Perhaps, after a few years, he should go to the ninja world and, with these eyes of unknown origin, take a closer look at this place that even his ancestors couldn't handle, and meet the person who had caused his ancestors such utter frustration.

(End of this chapter)