Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 138 The world created by the Sage of Six Paths is wrong
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Deep within the thick, leaden clouds of the sky, a crack silently appeared in the clouds.

A uniquely shaped, truncated cone-shaped flying ninja device hovers silently in the air thousands of meters above the ground.

The surface of the round platform shimmered with the glow of chakra, repelling the torrential rain that fell from all around and creating a dry space undisturbed by the outside world.

Two figures, one large and one small, stood on the round platform. Both were dressed in spotless, ancient white robes, which seemed out of place amidst the bloody and muddy battlefield beneath their feet.

Without a doubt, the two were none other than Toneri Otsutsuki and his son, who descended from the moon to the ninja world.

Five-year-old Otsutsuki Toneri's face still held a childlike innocence, his tightly closed eyelids trembling slightly as he curiously perceived the completely unfamiliar "world" below.

However, what he perceived was not a beautiful sight.

Below him lay stark death and cruelty, far exceeding the limits of his tender mind.

A purple venomous dragon, formed from highly toxic substances, is being controlled by a blurry figure and wreaks havoc, leaving death in its wake!

The skin festered and peeled off as if it had been soaked in strong acid, and muscle tissue flowed down from the bones like melting candles in the toxic fog, while the bones dissolved and broke under the erosion of the toxic fog.

The whole process was incredibly fast. In just a few moments, dozens of living people were turned into pools of sticky mud that emitted acrid purple smoke and contained metal and bone fragments!

There are also countless corroded remains, riddled with holes, still in the posture of a painful, desperate struggle before death.

Even the ground beneath our feet has been corroded and sunken deep, forming stench-filled toxic pools, churning and bubbling, bursting open to release toxic mist that hisses and corrodes the air and rainwater.

"Father, Father..." The servant's face gradually turned pale. He subconsciously grabbed his father's sleeve, his voice trembling, "I... let's go back, I don't want to..."

However, his father's cold, absolute voice, filled with chill, said, "No, Master, you must see!"

"Look closely, this is the ninja world!"

The old man's father had a face as hard as a stone carving as he raised his hand and pointed to the vast front-line battlefield in the distance.

Otsutsuki Toneri trembled as he released his senses in the direction of the finger he was pointing.

Countless bottomless pits resembled the earth being ripped out of its flesh, and broken trees were reduced to jagged branches pointing towards the sky.

Hundreds and thousands of figures clashed together in the rain. Kunai, shuriken, and ninja swords gleamed with a cold light, and every swing and thrust brought up large sprays of dazzling blood!
The fireball from the Fire Release ninjutsu, trailing a fiery tail, fell into the crowd, instantly igniting several ninjas and turning them into struggling, wailing human torches...

The wind blades of the Wind Release ninjutsu sliced ​​through like knives, neatly cutting the ninja who was trying to form hand seals, along with the boulder behind him, in two...

Earth Release ninjutsu propelled earth and rocks from the ground, impaling the running ninja in mid-air, blood flowing freely down the sharp stone edges...

Ninjas from different factions rolled and tore at each other in the mud like wild beasts, using every means to try to kill one another.

The Konoha and Sunagakure ninjas were already in a bloodthirsty frenzy, while Nagato, Kakuzu, and Miyagi En were also there.

Nagato's Asura Path missiles, Miyagi En's ninja tools arrows, and Kakuzu's Earth Grudge Fear black threads...

Screams, explosions, the roar of ninjutsu, the clash of swords, the crisp sound of a blade slicing through bone, the muffled thud of flesh being pierced, the short, agonizing screams of the dying…

Countless sounds distorted and amplified in the rain, like millions of flies buzzing in your ears, or like countless needles pricking your eardrums!

This is simply hell!

Otsutsuki Toneri's body trembled violently as he gripped his father's robes tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

A strong sense of nausea and dizziness surged like a tsunami, wave after wave crashing against his young mind, and disgust and fear almost completely overwhelmed him.

"Did you see that, Gentleman?"

The father's voice was calm to the point of indifference, his tone carrying a condescending disdain: "These guys, driven by greed and desire, constantly create death and destruction..."

"They kill each other to satisfy their desires, and create suffering to satisfy their greed..."

"Pain, despair, hatred, madness, loathing, anger, fear, death..."

"This is what 'ninjas' are—their greed, hatred, and war have distorted and warped this world." Every word he uttered was like a sharp thorn, piercing into Toneri's bewildered mind.

"The source of all this is the Sage of Six Paths. This is the world he created, and he spread his chakra here."

"This power was used by those ninjas to breed endless hatred and war, turning this pure planet into this filthy and stinking garbage dump!"

At this point, Toneri's father's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable sense of mission: "And we are the descendants who have inherited the bloodline and will of our ancestors, Hamura!"

"Our mission is to destroy this utterly distorted world and correct the mistakes made by the Sage of Six Paths!"

"Including all the twisted, depraved, and beyond redemption ninjas on it..."

"Completely eradicate! Cleanse! Rebuild!"

His father's words kept reaching Otsutsuki Toneri's ears, and the concepts of "filth," "error," and "purification" gradually solidified in his heart along with his physical disgust and fear.

"The world created by the Sage of Six Paths is wrong; it is distorted and deformed."

Thinking of this, the trembling hand that was tightly gripping his father's robe gradually calmed down, and his brows and eyes, which had been twisted with pain, slowly relaxed.

A sense of identity and determination that seemed out of place for his age emerged on his youthful face, and his aversion and fear of everything transformed into a sacred sense of mission to bear heavy responsibilities.

My father is right.

The world created by the Sage of Six Paths has failed, and my mission is to destroy it and rebuild it.

When he felt that Sheren's hands had stopped trembling, a smile appeared on Sheren's father's face.

He achieved his first goal in bringing his subordinates to the ninja world.

The second purpose of this trip...

“My lord.” His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was very gentle. “Let me take you to meet your future wife.”

There are no female members of the race left on the moon. If the Shiren want to continue the race and ensure the purity of their offspring's bloodline, they can only go to the "White-Eyed Princess" mentioned in the records.

This was his second purpose for the trip.

"Wife, wife..."

Upon hearing this word, even if Otsutsuki Toneri was naive and had some concept of his wife, a hint of embarrassment immediately rose on his calm face.

But at the same time, a sense of anticipation also arose in his heart.

In his understanding, "wife" can be associated with "playmate".

"Let's go."

Sheren's father gave the battlefield below one last cold look, his contempt and disgust as if he were looking at trash were undisguised.

However, just as he was about to look away and control his flying ninja tool to move away...

A sudden surge of intense, terrifying chill ran through my heart.

The sudden chill was extremely clear; it felt like being locked onto by something!

Almost instinctively, he raised his hands to form a hand seal and looked down further down.

Then he saw a dark figure shrouded in black robes, exuding an aura of profound mystery, in the center of the battlefield between Sunagakure and Konoha.

Beside the dark figure stood a slender figure, who raised her hand to them.

(End of this chapter)