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

Chapter 477 The blood flowing in my veins is that of a god!

"Get a good night's sleep."

Zabuza Momochi glanced down at Shiro in his arms and gently placed him on the ground covered in blood-red frost.

Then, he grasped the decapitation sword that had been damaged in the explosion and whose blade had broken.

Click click click.

He slowly stood up, and at the broken part of the decapitation sword, new blades began to grow rapidly, wriggling and proliferating as if alive.

It was no longer the cold gleam of metal, but a dark, blood-red color, as if it had been soaked in blood and then solidified.

Zabuza Momochi strode toward the four men, Jinpachi Munashi, who were standing ready for battle, and the surrounding blood-red mist spread with his steps.

"no!"

Dozens of White Zetsu, under the control of the 'Puppet Master', screamed in terror as they rushed toward Zabuza Momochi.

However, as soon as these manipulated cannon fodder rushed into the chilling blood mist, their movements became stiff at a visible speed.

Thick, blood-red ice crystals instantly condensed on their bodies, spreading rapidly from their feet to their entire bodies, freezing their forward-leaning posture forever, turning them into blood-red ice sculptures with distorted forms.

"What the hell is that?"

Seeing the rapidly spreading frost and the white Zetsu turned into an ice sculpture, Wu Li Shenba felt alarm bells ringing in his heart. He subconsciously took a step back, wanting to create distance between himself and the frost.

However, the next moment, Zabuza Momochi disappeared from sight.

In Jinpachi's dilated pupils, Zabuza's indifferent face, which had appeared silently and almost touching him, was reflected.

click!
A layer of blood-red frost appeared on Wuli Shenba's face, and a chill penetrated deep into his body, ignoring the characteristics of his impure earth body, even slowing down the speed of his thoughts.

"court death!"

The threat of death instantly ignited Murei Jinpachi's ferocity.

The terror on Wuli Jinba's face was instantly replaced by ferocity. He swung his "Exploding Blade: Spray" with all his might, roaring, "Exploding Blade Technique: Hair Breaking and Heavy..."

However, just as he was about to detonate the explosive tags on the blade...

"call!"

Momochi Zabuza opened his mouth and gently exhaled a breath of icy, bone-chilling blood mist towards Murashi Jinpachi, who was standing close at hand.

Blood Ninjutsu: Ice Nagi.

Click click!
The cold air touched Muri Shinpachi's body and instantly erupted, starting from his face, the frost spreading at an alarming speed.

In the blink of an eye, he and the explosive blade in his hand were frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture, its expression frozen in the moment of its ferocious roar.

"Smash it."

Zabuza uttered three words, then slashed out with his Executioner's Blade, leaving a red afterimage in the air.

Bang!
The body of Muri Jinpachi, frozen in crimson frost, and the other White Zetsu, also frozen into crimson ice sculptures, shattered like glass the moment the decapitation blade struck.

The scarlet, piercing ice crystal powder exploded in the air, turning into a blood-red ice mist.

"what happened?"

Not far away, seeing that Mushishi Jinpachi, who had turned into ice mist, had not reformed, the expressions of Kurihara Kushimaru and the others changed drastically.

On the other side, Ranmaru's blood-red eyes narrowed again, his gaze locking onto Kushimaru Kurihara and Asuma Sarutobi, who both felt a chilling pain erupt from their internal organs once more.

boom!
Crimson lightning exploded from the two people's bodies, tearing their impure bodies into pieces. A large area of ​​white Zetsu around them was also annihilated in the lightning, clearing out a large area.

"Huff...huff..." Ranmaru hovered in the air, his face flushed an abnormal red, his breathing was a little rapid, but the blood-red light in his eyes was even stronger.

Seeing this, Jugo and Hozuki Suigetsu exchanged a glance, and simultaneously unleashed inhuman auras from their bodies.

"Roar!"

Jugo let out a low growl that sounded inhuman. His already strong body swelled up like an inflating balloon, his skin became congested and dark red, his muscles bulged and his face became ferocious.

His arms twisted and deformed in a flash, quickly transforming into two enormous cannon barrels, which he brought together in front of him, aiming at the enemies gathering in front of him.

Duo Lian didn't fire a cannon!

Buzz! Boom!

Two crimson chakra beams erupted from the muzzles of his arms, intertwining and spiraling together, instantly engulfing dozens of White Zetsu and several Edo Tensei ninja in front of him.

"I am coming too."

Hozuki Suigetsu laughed loudly, and the blood flowing around him, as if drawn by a river, surged into his liquefied lower body like a stream flowing into the sea, causing his height to rise sharply.

In the blink of an eye, a gigantic monster, tens of meters tall and composed entirely of scarlet blood, appeared on the battlefield.

Water Release: Red Hat Shield!

"what!"

White Zetsu and the Edo Tensei ninjas were swept up in it, immediately letting out screams as their bodies shriveled and withered at a visible speed in the blood, their flesh and life force forcibly drained away by the blood.

"kill!!"

"For the sake of the evil god!"

The surrounding cultists were immediately invigorated, their already fervent fighting spirit soaring once more. Roaring, they charged at the enemy with even greater madness and recklessness.

The Edo Tensei ninjas and the White Zetsu army, who initially held a slight advantage under the control of the 'Puppet Master,' began to collapse under the frenzied attacks of the Jashin cultists, turning into a one-sided defeat.

Above the spider web in the air.

The figure, who had maintained an elegant and languid posture, finally sat up slowly.

The 'Puppet Master' still rested his face on his left hand, but the fingers of his right hand, which had been casually playing music, had stopped.

His eyes were lowered, reflecting the rapidly deteriorating situation below, and the mockery in his eyes was gradually replaced by a deep chill.

"Heh..." A cold laugh escaped from her pale lips.

The next moment, the bone fan in his hand unfolded completely with a "whoosh".

With a flick of her wrist, she directed the bone fan towards the chaotic battlefield below, waving it at the "insects" in her eyes.

Several threads, thinner than a strand of hair and gleaming with a cold light, were instantly pulled out from the air with her fan-like movements, slicing down onto the battlefield from her center.

These threads are no longer the "pulling lines" used for manipulation, but rather "cutting lines" that are extremely sharp.

呲!
Wherever it goes, the space seems to be easily veiled.

The first to suffer were the White Zetsu and Edo Tensei ninjas, who were like tofu cut by a razor, instantly turning into countless neat pieces.

Next came the cultists who were charging forward with fanatical fervor...

puff!puff!
The sounds of flesh being cut were incredibly frequent.

All defenses are as flimsy as paper in the face of these threads.

Before the cultists could even show any sign of pain, their heads slid slowly down a perfectly smooth diagonal line.

Blood then gushed from the smooth cut of the neck, staining the ground red and also staining the other half of the still-standing body.

Body after body was cleaved in two or more without any resistance, and glaring blood gushed out.

"What is this thing?!"

The seven ninjas looked surprised and suspicious, and subconsciously held their ninja swords horizontally in front of them.

however……

铮！
It sounded like the mournful cry of metal being scraped by the gentlest thing.

The ninja swords in their hands, along with their bodies, were cleaved in two by the delicate silk threads.

The same scene played out almost simultaneously across the battlefield. Ranmaru's body was split diagonally, Jugo's massive form was neatly sliced ​​into several pieces, and the blood monster that Suigetsu had transformed into exploded with a "whoosh" like a water sphere that had been cut open...

The silk thread swept towards Zabuza Momochi, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

The premonition of death has never been so clear, so chilling.

These strange threads can definitely inhibit the healing of wounds!
With this in mind, he instinctively swung his decapitation sword, attempting to sever the deadly threat.

The blade made contact with the almost invisible threads and was cut off silently. The threads did not stop at all and continued to advance, touching Zabuza's cheek.

A thin line of blood appeared on his face, slowly cutting into his flesh and bones, his skull about to be smoothly sliced ​​open...

However, at this critical moment...

BOOM! BOOM BOOM BOOM! !

It was like a taut string suddenly snapping, a series of crisp and dense cracking sounds echoing from above.

Those delicate threads, strong enough to cut through flesh and steel, were severed and torn apart by several flying blood blades!
The blood lines on Zabuza's face stopped spreading, and he remained stiffly in the position of swinging his sword, cold sweat involuntarily sliding down his forehead.

"Ok?"

The 'Puppet Master' couldn't help but frown as he looked at the figure that had appeared in the center of the battlefield.

There, Hidan swung the giant scythe in his hand with one hand and carried it on his shoulder, the blade radiating a thick, scarlet aura.

"Hey hey hey~"

Hidan tilted his head and picked at his ear, raising an eyebrow at his 'Puppet Master': "Seriously? You couldn't resist attacking at this level?"

"What kind of creature are you?" The 'Puppet Master's' voice was no longer calm, staring intently at Hidan, especially at the giant scythe in his hand, "and your weapon..."

Her silk threads have become terrifyingly strong; anything that tries to resist them will only be cut and torn apart.

Even that guy 'Bones' stood still and relied on his own defense to withstand it; he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

However, this guy's scythe could easily cut through...

What am I?

Hidan licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, his eyes seeming to swell with blood, and a maniacal, excited smile spread across his face: "What flows in my veins..."

"But it's the blood of the gods!"

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.

Splash... Splash...

The low, steady waves lapped against the beach.

Kakashi Hatake suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the cold, damp sand beneath his feet. The night wind, carrying a salty scent, swept by, ruffling his silver hair and mask.

"Captain Kakashi, could this be...?"

Among the Allied ninjas who were also caught up in the situation behind him, hope's face showed the same confusion and vigilance.

Kakashi didn't answer, but simply looked around.

They stood on a soft sandy beach, the sky a somber darkness, devoid of stars, with only a few slivers of light filtering through the dark moon overhead, outlining the surrounding landscape.

Below me was a very wide island, and behind me stretched the vast, black ocean that stretched to the horizon, constantly surging onto the beach and then slowly receding.

In the center of the distant island stands a towering mountain, like a giant tombstone or a massive sword mound, rising between the sea and the sky.

However, the beach beneath our feet, the island's ground, and even the distant mountain peak were all covered with crisscrossing, bottomless, enormous fissures.

These cracks, as if cut by something, still exude an incredibly sharp aura.

The dim night, the boundless black sea, the isolated island, the cracked earth, and...

Kakashi and the others looked up at the sky.

There, a black moon, seemingly soaked in thick ink, hung silently in the dim sky, emitting a dark and gloomy light.

Even though it was their first time here, they all had the same thought pop into their heads...

"This should be the Void Realm." Kakashi's tone was unusually solemn, more so than ever before.

Bang! !

The moment he finished speaking, a deafening explosion, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, came from another direction on the island!
Kakashi, Hijiri, and the other Allied Shinobi who had also been transferred here and were still somewhat bewildered, instinctively turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Bang bang bang!
In the distance, in the dim night, a forest could be vaguely seen suddenly twisting, with countless thick trees bursting out of the ground and growing wildly.

In that twisted and growing forest, a huge half-giant was being entangled and squeezed by the trees, and was still struggling.

"That is……"

Kakashi Hatake and the others' eyes widened instantly. Even from a considerable distance and in dim light, they would never mistake the distinctive power.

"Susanoo, and it even has Wood Release?!"

Kakashi stared intently in that direction and recognized the blue Susanoo.

That must be Obito's Susanoo.

But could such a large-scale and impressive Wood Release technique be...?

"Go! Go over there!" Kakashi gave the order decisively and without room for doubt.

Whatever that means, the situation must be confirmed.

However, just as he was preparing to set off with the allied ninjas.

呲! !

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out, so sharp it seemed to tear apart the very fabric of space.

From the summit of the towering mountain behind them, a blade of light, pale as bone and curved like a crescent moon, slashed down instantly, so massive that it spanned the entire field of vision.

Wherever the blade's edge passed, the air was easily parted, leaving a vacuum trail.

Without any frills, only the purest and most extreme sharpness, it cut through the dim night and slashed straight down towards the wildly growing forest in the distance!

boom!!

Those incredibly tough giant trees, strong enough to bind tailed beasts, were utterly torn apart and pulverized before that pale white blade of light.

Even the earth beneath the forest was cleaved open by a massive, bottomless chasm!

This fissure is just like the fissures that are all over the island and the mountains.

"..."

Kakashi and all the Allied Shinobi Forces had stopped in their tracks, their faces drained of color, and cold sweat was seeping uncontrollably from their foreheads and backs.

Only now did the chill from that slash, like a belated tide, engulf them completely.

Especially the top of their heads, it felt as if cold blades were grazing their scalps, leaving a tangible sensation that stung their entire bodies.

They gazed at the enormous chasm that had so easily split the earth, stretching across their path, and then at the distant forest that had been utterly cleaved in two by a single, devastating blow…

What kind of slash is this?
Is this something humans can do?
"Ok?"

A lazy voice, as if just waking up, came from behind them.

Kakashi and the others felt their hair stand on end. They turned around abruptly, their weapons instantly drawn, and all their defensive and offensive stances were completed in a split second.

Not far from them, on a tall rock at the edge of the beach, a figure had appeared.

Are there any guests arriving on the island at this time?

He scratched his hair, his voice still languid, his gaze sweeping over the members of the Allied Forces before finally settling on Kakashi Hatake, who was at the head of the group.

　I'm getting ready to go home for Chinese New Year, so I've been packing and cleaning my rented apartment these past few days, hence the late update. Also, I'll be taking the bus home tomorrow and the day after, so I might need to take some time off.
　　
　
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