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

Chapter 423 Let it erode, herpes and miasma!

puff!

On the ground, Kakashi Hatake, his hand covered in 'Jealousy' and lightning chakra, pierced through an Akatsuki ninja wearing chakra armor.

Kakashi swiftly drew his sword, his gaze sweeping across the chaotic battlefield. Most of the Allied Shinobi Forces were tied down, and they were only in a slight advantageous position due to their numerical superiority.

However, the Rain Fortress in the air, while bombarding the area with artillery fire, took advantage of this precious opportunity to accelerate further towards the Land of Hot Springs, flying farther and farther away.

"We can't waste any more time here."

Kakashi turned serious, looked at Guy not far away, and shouted, "Guy! You take half of the Fourth Division to pursue the fortress, leave this to me!"

Bang!Bang!
Might Guy, whose body was erupting with green steam, smashed a puppet in each hand to pieces, then turned to Kakashi and nodded: "Understood!"

Immediately, he led half of the ninjas, including Rock Lee, through the Akatsuki armored forces' lines and pursued the retreating fortress.

Almost simultaneously, Hiruzen Sarutobi, standing behind, also made a decisive move, saying, "Yakura, you lead half of the Fifth Division and continue to suppress the enemy!"

"The rest of you, follow me. Our target is Rainforest Fortress. We absolutely cannot let it reach the underground palace!"

"Understood!" Ye Cang replied calmly, and the fireball in his hand lit up again.

boom!
A wooden barrier rose up, temporarily blocking the surging puppets. Yamato, along with the 6th Division ninjas, charged towards the fortress.

In an instant, nearly half of the Allied Shinobi Forces split up, braving the Akatsuki ground forces' interception and the occasional aerial bombardment, and chased after the direction in which the Amegakure Fortress had disappeared!
Meanwhile, in the center of the battlefield, three figures clashed amidst flashing swords and whistling chains through the air.

"Hanzo, your strength has increased, but your sword has become weak!"

Mifune's katana was as fast as lightning, aiming straight for Hanzo's throat. Gekko Hayate appeared on Hanzo's flank like a ghost, his sword tip piercing his ribs, while the others joined the attack.

Faced with Mifune's questioning and their pincer attack, Hanzo remained expressionless and seemingly unmoved, brandishing his scythe and the linked hammer.

clang! clang!
He swung his hammer to parry the three boats' straight thrusts, and the scythe blade drew an arc, forcing Moonlight Gale to withdraw his sword to defend himself. The two were knocked back several steps again.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the two, Hanzo raised his hand and removed the gas mask, exhaling purple poisonous mist that spread outwards!
This mask was never meant to protect him, but rather to protect those around him from being accidentally harmed by the poisonous gas he unconsciously emitted.

In terms of toxicity alone, his poison is now even stronger than that of the salamander!
"Scatter!" Mifune's pupils constricted sharply, and he shouted as he retreated.

"Ah!" Several Allied ninjas who couldn't dodge in time had their skin rapidly corroded and blistered, letting out shrill screams as they curled up and collapsed to the ground convulsing.

Within a ten-meter radius of Hanzo, a death zone instantly formed, with pale purple poisonous mist spreading and even the water on the ground emitting a faint "sizzling" sound as it rapidly evaporated.

Ordinary allied ninjas couldn't get close at all; only samurai and puppets remained unaffected, but their armor was gradually corroding, and they obviously wouldn't last much longer.

Clang! Clang!
Swords clashed, sparks flew.

Wearing a mask and having taken an antidote, Mifune, with his superb swordsmanship and agility, moved around Hanzo, constantly looking for an opportunity to attack.

However, Hanzo's unparalleled swordsmanship and body-flicking technique made him almost invincible, and he easily suppressed Mifune by wielding his kusarigama.

However, during a lull in the attack, Hanzo turned to look at Hayate Gekko and saw that although he looked like he was about to die, he only coughed after inhaling the poisonous fog. Hanzo immediately narrowed his eyes.

"What's wrong with that sickly guy? My poison has no effect on him at all?"

For some reason, he always felt a strange unease about that sickly man, and while dealing with Mifune, he dared not take his eyes off him.

Wait, this guy...

Hanzo suddenly remembered.

That sickly guy, isn't he the one who defeated Kakuzu and the others in the second level of the dungeon, according to the intelligence report?
At the time, he and Nagato did not participate in the pursuit of Jiraiya and the others. Instead, they immediately brought the scroll back to Amegakure. They later learned about the situation from reports from Kakuzu and the others.

If I remember correctly, this guy's ability is...

Swish!
Kakashi Hatake covered his mouth and nose, instantly appearing beside Hayate Gekko. He glanced at Mifune and Hanzo, and said, "Hayate, we can't delay any longer. Use that technique."

"Ahem, I understand."

Coughing violently, Moonlight looked pale and gaunt, his hands gripping his sword tightly, the tip pointed at his lower abdomen.

puff!

Reflected in Hanzo's pupils, he pierced his own lower abdomen with a knife.

Instead of the expected gushing of blood, a putrid miasma gushed out of the wound, coiling around the blade and turning it black, with writhing pustules appearing on its surface.

Almost simultaneously, a sense of crisis stemming from instinct instantly jolted Hanzo's nerves.

In fact, Mifune was right. His sword had become weak, and he knew he had become weak because he had lost his direction.

Previously, he had not wanted to use the power of Otsutsuki Isshiki, but only wanted to use the power of "Karma" to keep his body in its youthful state.

that's it.

But now, he no longer hesitated or held back. The power belonging to Isshiki Otsutsuki, which he had been unwilling to use all along, was no longer suppressed at this moment.

hum!
The wedge in the palm of the hand glowed.

Chakra was frantically extracted like a floodgate being opened, and white stripes spread from his palms and arms to his eyes. His left eye turned pure black, and his pupil became a cross-shaped pattern!
Wedge Liberation - State One!

Young name Bikkhu! Daikokuten!
Before Mifune and Gekko Hayate, dozens of black rods shot out out of thin air without warning!

These black rods appeared extremely abruptly, as if they had suddenly appeared. In fact, they were shot out by Hanzo from the alternate dimension and restored to their original state from their shrunken state.

Mifune, who was the first to be hit, relied almost entirely on his intuition honed through countless life-or-death battles to suddenly turn his head at the critical moment.

Pfft! Pfft pfft!
The cold, black rod grazed his cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

But more black rods mercilessly pierced through his limbs and body, the powerful impact pinning him firmly to the ground!
"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was unable to move. Misaka was on the verge of death in an instant.

Mifune's Gecko Hayate, who was behind him, also suffered the same fate. Several black rods pierced his head, arm, and heart. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his body went limp, and he knelt on one knee.

However, Moonlight Gale did not die.

He was hit in the heart and head but did not die.

The pierced heart continued to beat under the miasma, and no brain matter splattered from the pierced head wound; instead, even more concentrated miasma surged out!
puff!

Moonlight Gale's expression was contorted with pain and rage. He gripped the hilt of the knife stuck in his abdomen, twisted it sharply, and cut himself open horizontally. More miasma gushed out from his abdomen!

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Hanzo, and he uttered his final words of liberation.

“Invade… let it…” he said hoarsely, “‘Herpes and malaria’!”

hum!
An invisible and intangible chilling malice instantly permeated Hanzo's body.

"Ah!!" Hanzo's body trembled violently, letting out a shrill scream that was inhuman.

His exposed skin was covered with a dense array of ugly black sores at a visible speed!

These scars spread wildly, instantly covering his face, neck, and arms, as if thousands of different yet equally deep-seated pains were erupting within him.

There is the burning pain of having one's internal organs burned by a branding iron, the piercing pain of having one's bone marrow pierced by an ice needle, and the colic of having one's intestines perforated and one's stomach rotten...

"Ugh!" Hanzo's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of black blood that emitted a pungent, fishy stench.

The mouthful of black blood fell to the ground, making a "sizzling" sound and corroding a small pit in the ground!
"What...what is this..." Hanzo curled up in pain, clutching his chest tightly with both hands, trying to relieve the pain that was almost tearing his consciousness apart.

The more he tried to mobilize his chakra to resist, the faster the scars spread and eroded, as if the chakra he activated had become nourishment and a catalyst!

"Cough cough! It must be very painful..." Moonlight Gale knelt on one knee, his body, pierced by several black rods, trembled slightly, but he managed to force a smile.

"This pain tormented me so much that I couldn't even sleep..."

When the Hollow Ninja first broke out on a large scale in the capital of the Land of Fire, Hiruzen Sarutobi sent Hayate Gekko to the capital to replace Asuma Sarutobi as one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja.

Although there were very few Hollows left when Naruto, Sasuke, and the others went to the capital, that was actually the result of years of clearing out the Hollows by Konoha and the Daimyo.

At that time, Gale Moonlight slayed an astonishing number of 'Voids', and the famous sword he carried as a family heirloom absorbed a massive amount of spiritual energy in the process.

It has long been "full" and is only lacking an opportunity to completely fuse all these spiritual energies and give them "form" and "name".

Orochimaru only managed to do this by coercing and enticing "Tenshin no Kamihime". Hayate Gekko didn't have the scroll and didn't know the method of forging Zanpakuto.

It wasn't until the battle on the second level of the underground palace, under the suppression of the palace's rules, that all the souls within the blade were forcibly fused together.

The Zanpakuto named "Herpes and Miasma" was finally completed.

It can be said that, apart from Orochimaru who mastered the method of forging Zanpakuto through scrolls, Hayate Gekko was the second person in the ninja world to successfully transform a ninja tool into a Zanpakuto.

Coincidentally, this knife's ability is extreme and bizarre. Its essence is not direct killing, but a curse based on the concept of "illness" that acts on the caster himself.

During the liberation period, those who wield knives will not die unless their souls are destroyed, but they will suffer a thousand times more torment than the corresponding illness.

By inflicting varying degrees of self-harm, the knife-wielder inflicts this "curse," which they have endured, transformed, and amplified, upon the targeted enemy.

Hanzo inflicted fatal damage on Hayate Gekko, including to his heart and head, but instead pushed the pain he was suffering from to an unprecedented peak.

The curse it inflicted on Hanzo was also terrifyingly powerful.

This formless and intangible "curse" that acts upon itself is precisely the type that "Shōmā Biguna" cannot diminish or erase.

The more Hanzo used his chakra to try to resist or retaliate, the more he fueled the curse of "herpes and miasma".

However, pain is just pain; unless the pain causes physical and mental breakdown, it cannot kill the target.

Although Hanzo was tortured to the point of wishing he were dead, every organ, every inch of flesh, every bone, and even his soul were enduring excruciating pain.

But his body, strengthened by the 'wedge', did not collapse or disintegrate.

Sizzle! Pfft!

The black spikes that Hanzo had previously scattered on the ground returned to their normal size, instantly piercing through the samurai and ninjas who rushed towards them.

However, Kakashi Hatake, who had been keeping a close eye on the battle, was not about to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Squeak!
The "Jealousy" in his hand was crackling with sharp, hissing purple lightning, piercing straight through the black rod blocking his way and rushing towards Hanzo's exposed chest!
quick! allow! ruthless!
Hanzo, kneeling on the ground, had a look of shock, anger, and resentment flash in his eyes on his face, which was mostly covered by black scars and contorted in pain.

He forcibly suppressed the churning blood in his throat, struggled to lift his eyes, and looked at Kakashi's "Jealousy" wreathed in purple lightning.

His name is Bikanna!
He wanted to shrink that wakizashi down to nothing, turning it into insignificant dust.

however……

Just as the light in his eyes shone, about to touch upon "jealousy,"...

An unprecedented pain shot through me, as if my soul were being torn apart and millions of red-hot steel needles were piercing my brain.

"Pfft!" Hanzo suddenly vomited a mouthful of pus and blood, his face contorted with pain and ferocity replaced by astonishment and disbelief.

What, how is it possible?

The power of Otsutsuki Isshiki was actually ineffective against that sword by Sukuna Hikona!
This sudden turn of events ruined his last chance.

laugh! !

The wakizashi, wreathed in purple lightning, pierced through Hanzo's chest.

Hanzo arched his body backward abruptly, the sharp tip of his blade protruding from his back. Purple lightning raged wildly within his body, and mouthfuls of black blood mixed with shattered internal organs gushed from his mouth.

"Hanzo! It's over!" Kakashi's eyes were cold. He twisted his wrist, intending to cut him completely in two with his sword.

On the verge of death, Hanzo's eyes suddenly erupted with a wild, mad light, his will to survive overpowering all pain and curses.

"You're not worthy to kill me!"

He disregarded his own pain and recklessly mobilized the remaining chakra within his body, his black eyes suddenly narrowing.

His nickname is Bikuna.

This time, the target was no longer external things, but himself.

hum!
Hanzo, consumed by jealousy, shrank instantly, as if erased from Kakashi's sight by an eraser.

The sensation of piercing the target vanished abruptly, and Kakashi's "Jealousy" strike missed its mark, only managing to crush a few remaining bits of black blood and pus.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Kakashi's expression changed, and he turned around sharply to look around, but there was no sign of Hanzo.

Space-time ninjutsu?
No, that's not right. It's not a space-time ninjutsu. It feels more like "shrinking"?
How to shrink oneself to a size that is difficult to detect with the naked eye or even with conventional perception?
"The Sharingan can..."

The thought popped into Kakashi's mind subconsciously, but then he suddenly remembered that he no longer had the Sharingan.

But there are others.

Almost the instant the thought arose, a piercing clap of thunder suddenly rang out.

呲!
(End of this chapter)