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

Chapter 71 Go forth, hero, and show the arrogant god what to do (Seeking monthly votes)
In the Land of Fire, in a forest, the rising sun shines like a drop of blood.

The dust was soaked with thick blood, and stepping on it made a chilling sound.

Uchiha Itachi stood there, his pupils trembling, several lifeless corpses lying behind him.

Those were his Jonin teacher and classmates from Team 3, as well as the caravan they were supposed to protect on this mission.

There was no noisy fighting or roaring; just a silent figure walking towards you, and life was like a withered leaf swept away by a gentle breeze.

The bond we had so painstakingly built with our companions was so easily taken from us.

"you……"

Uchiha Itachi stared intently at the masked figure in front of him, his hand holding the kunai trembling, whether from fear or anger.

He's still too inexperienced; he hasn't been a genin for very long.

Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, pierced his bones and froze his limbs.

Until, the last remaining genin teammate standing in front of him gripped his kunai and rushed towards the masked guy like a moth to a flame.

thump!
The headless body swayed and fell, blood flowing out and emitting a bloody smell, turning Itachi Uchiha's eyes blood red.

"Ok?"

Looking at the two tomoe in those eyes, and that inexplicably familiar sadness and anger, Obito Uchiha suddenly became interested.

Did he awaken the Sharingan because of the death of his companion, and was the first Sharingan he awakened a double-tomoe Sharingan?
This kid seems a bit different.

Thinking of this, his original intention to take action faded considerably. He put the valuables into the scroll, and the figure disappeared before Uchiha Itachi's eyes.

When he reappeared, Obito Uchiha was standing on a tree, frowning as he looked at the pitcher plant that was poking its head out from under the tree.

"What happened, Zetsu?" he said in a hoarse, low voice. "Why did you come looking for Nagato instead of watching over him in the Land of Rain?"

"Lord Madara, something terrible has happened!"

Zetsu looked up at Obito and shouted, "All the White Zetsu monitoring Hanzo have lost contact! Nagato suspects something has happened in Amegakure and has gone to kill Hanzo!"

"We can't stop him at all. He should be almost at Amegakure by now!"

Upon hearing this, Obito's expression beneath his mask darkened slightly, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Meanwhile, inside the tower of Amegakure Village.

In a room where no one was ever allowed to enter, Hyuga Kumokawa and Hanzo sat facing each other, while Shinta and another Amegakure ninja named Heiji waited on the side.

"Shadow, what the hell are these things? And who put them on me...?"

Looking at the several white humanoid creatures shrouded and bound by black shadows, Hanzo's eyes still showed shock and anger.

Although he has calmed down now, the bizarre ability and situation still somewhat agitates his sensitive nerves.

He hadn't even noticed its existence from beginning to end, and he couldn't imagine how long that thing had been inside him. Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.

He thought the leak was because he had an inside man, but he never expected that the problem was with him from the very beginning.

If this kind of monster were to appear again, would I still be unable to detect it?
“These things are called ‘White Zetsu,’ and they are indeed a bit troublesome, but since we have reached a cooperation agreement, I will naturally help you eliminate the hidden dangers.”

Hyuga Kumokawa carefully put away the White Zetsu, then looked at Hanzo again with a smile and said, "However, it might hurt a bit now, so you'll have to bear it."

Upon hearing this, Hanzo had no choice but to suppress his unease and doubts, and frowned as he said, "Aren't you underestimating me?"

Hinata Kumokawa nodded, offering no further explanation, and placed his hand on Hanzo's shoulder, the patterns on his hand spreading out once more.

But this time, the black lines were etched into Hanzo's body.

Like plum blossoms blooming in winter, they gradually begin to be absorbed by flesh and blood.

next moment.

"what!!"

The moment the black patterns merged into his body, even though he had secretly prepared himself, the excruciating pain that felt like it was tearing him apart still caused Hanzo to let out a painful scream.

Although he had endured countless pains, these were pains that originated from the cells and even the depths of his soul, and no other pain could compare to them!
The excruciating pain, as if his soul were being torn apart, made his slightly bluish veins bulge, and it looked as if countless wriggling blue worms were crawling under his skin. Several bloody cracks even appeared on his exposed skin.

"What's going on, Lord Hanzo!"

Heiji was also startled, looking at Hanzo with a panicked expression, and instinctively wanted to support him. Hyuga Kumokawa, however, reached out to stop the two of them, shook his head, and said calmly, "This is a gift from that lord, and also the price that Hanzo must bear."

"cough!"

Seemingly because of what Hinata Kumokawa said, Hanzo curled up, clenched his teeth, and stopped screaming. His pale and aged face was twisted into a ferocious expression.

Pain, the pain that tears the body apart, the pain that touches the soul.

Unbeknownst to Hanzo, the "Wedge" gradually became a shackle on his soul, with the end of the chain held in Hyuga Kumokawa's hand, but it also allowed Hanzo's aged body to be reborn.

Soon, Hanzo's heart began to beat and contract violently, the sound of his heartbeat even echoing outside his body.

Boom!dong dong!

The blood surging in his veins seemed to transform into scorching magma, erupting at that moment along with the violently contracting and enlarging heart.

A large amount of skeletal muscle begins to dissolve under the influence of the blood, and is then torn apart and reshaped by an absolute force. The muscle fibers are wrapped and solidified like ropes under the skin, undergoing similar transformations in every part of the body.

"Lord Hanzo! You, you..."

Shinta and Heiji stared in disbelief at Hanzo's transformation, watching as Hanzo's withered, white hair turned back to a bright gold, as if a dead tree had been reborn.

Every cell in his body began to breathe, and a surge of life welled up from his increasingly thin body, gradually filling his withered and emaciated frame.

"This feeling……"

Hanzo felt as if his body, which had been dormant for over a decade, was melting away like ice and snow, and that his vibrant chakra was being transmitted throughout his body, awakening his vitality.

This is what he has always longed for.

Strength, vitality!
The power flowed through his blood vessels and bones like magma, and his body temperature rose to a point that could be described as scalding hot.

He needed to release this power and the joy in his heart.

How to vent?

Just then, as if hearing a sound, Hinata Kumokawa turned to look outside the tower.

"Weren't you curious about who planted those White Zetsu?"

Hinata Kumokawa said with a smile, "He's here."

Shinta and Heiji subconsciously turned their heads to look out the window. In the distance, they saw three figures dressed in black robes with red clouds walking towards them through the wind and rain. Their robes fluttered in the gale, and their pupils shimmered with a deep, dark purple.

He didn't need to sneak around; he was Payne, a "god," a "god" above humanity. He only needed to use absolute power to pull the corrupt hero off his dilapidated throne.

"Go."

Looking at Hanzo, whose body was covered in black patterns, Hyuga Kumokawa said softly, "Let our arrogant 'god' witness the power beyond the pinnacle of 'hero'."

“Go tell him that the future may belong to him, but right now, at this moment, it still belongs to you.”

Hanzo's body trembled slightly, but this time it was not from the fear of death, but from the burning blood in his body.

This hero from the Land of Rain, who once dared to resist the five great nations single-handedly, has now regained the strength and magnanimity he had lost due to old age.

"Ha! You bastard!"

He laughed out loud with an almost life-high spirit, and the next moment, he suddenly stood up and disappeared from Hinata Kumokawa's sight.

"Whoever this 'sir' you're referring to, please thank him for me."

hum.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hanzo appeared on the top of the tower. Looking at the three figures in the distance, a smile appeared on his plump face. He raised his hand, bit his finger, and let the blood splatter.

"Psychic art!"

As Hanzo's exhilarating roar echoed through the morning mist, the ground in the distance trembled and cracked open in several places.

"Roar!!"

A massive, purplish-black monster emerged, raising its head and unleashing a terrifying roar that shook the heavens.

(End of this chapter)