I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Under the brute force of his own chakra, the hard bones drilled out, shattered, condensed, and drilled out again in this repeated process. The blood seeping from his broken body had long since completely soaked his entire body!

But he seemed completely unaffected by this pain and torment!

Finally, Kaguya Kimimaro drew out the hardest part of her spine and casually challenged the azure beast in her field of vision:

"Sa, let's fight."

I suddenly had a new idea for the plot, so I'm taking leave.

RT,

We've reached a rather crucial juncture.

I've been considering how to handle the aftermath of Konoha, and what to do with the key figures within it.

I have a general idea now, so I'm taking the day off to organize it.

The Konoha storyline will end in the next few days.

The following is the last part of the entire book: the Heian-kyo route, the scattered Naruto side stories (Akatsuki, Itachi Uchiha), and the final Allied Forces.

Thank you to all the readers who have been following along.

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Chapter 564 [Non-existent Mutual Understanding], [They can always believe in me]

【boom! 】

The power that Kaguya Kimimaro fully unleashed caused a terrifying tremor to be felt throughout most of Konoha at that moment.

Do not,

This doesn't seem enough to describe it as complete liberation.

Rather, it was a complete outpouring of its last breath!

Hours, minutes, seconds!!

The time he has left,

It can only be calculated using the shortest possible units of time!

【so,】

"Hurry up and show me the Will of Fire you have put into practice."

"Otherwise, the Konoha you want to protect will be destroyed by my hand."

The cold words came from Kaguya Kimimaro's mouth, and there was not a trace of a joke in her gaze as she stared directly at Might Guy.

And at this very moment, its power, which had already reached the pinnacle of humanity, once again ascended to a divine dimension that mortals could not reach!

【Boom! 】

Surface crushing,

Wall cracks

The family's home collapsed.

The field sinks,

In just a moment, the arena, which had remained largely intact throughout the great battle, was completely reduced to a desolate wasteland by the sheer power of its chakra!

In an instant, panic and the shadow of death erupted to their extreme in the hearts of the survivors.

It was under such circumstances that

Jiraiya, who was named one of the Three Legendary Sannin of Konoha by the former demigod of the Land of Rain and was sung and celebrated by countless Konoha ninjas, residents, and children, began to act somewhat strangely.

Watching the gradually crumbling field, listening to the desperate and panicked cries for help from all around.

His even breathing gradually became rapid, his nerves were being pulled wildly, his rough hands were clenching and unclenching repeatedly, and his open mouth wanted to roar and shout, but it was as if there was a fishbone stuck in his throat, and he could not make a sound.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to stop the potential disaster and to respond to and rescue the innocent onlookers and residents who called him "Lord Jiraiya".

However, those evil eyes that gushed blood, and that illusory clock that infinitely extended minutes and seconds, made even moving his body seem like an extraordinary luxury for him, a mere mortal, in this absolutely steadfast and merciless realm of time.

Finally, in the midst of endless and futile struggle, he slowly loosened his clenched fist and stopped the cycle.

At the same time, a series of deep, self-questioning and self-answering began to resonate in his heart:

What have I been doing all these years?

[A search for the chosen one who can change the status quo of the ninja world and achieve mutual understanding among ninjas?]

But, has it been found?

【No,】

[For decades, I've traveled to every corner of mainland China, but I still haven't found it!]

And even if we find it, what then?

In any case, the changes brought about by the chosen one will ultimately be overthrown and overturned by the owner of those eyes.

So why should I continue searching so desperately?

The belief was slowly overturned.

The cries for help that had been ignored now became clear: they cried out, "Lord Jiraiya, please save us!" and "Lord Jiraiya, please end this battle!"

But I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

With my current strength, I am simply not capable of providing any assistance.

Even if it means risking one's life.

"Aren't you going to continue?"

"Is your Will of Fire limited to this?"

"Then, I'll make my move."

Kaguya Kimimaro's gaze was icy, and she always kept her word.

The moment the words fell,

From the moment it took root, the entire field seemed to be filled with the image of a giant earth dragon rolling wildly in all directions, its surging red chakra like flames seemingly about to melt the entire world.

"No,"

"don't want,"

"you win,"

"I admit you won!!"

A look of panic was clearly visible in Matt Kai's eyes.

The stagnant attitude crumbled at that moment, and the voice became urgent and pleading.

This was not because he truly wanted to show weakness, nor because he dared not sacrifice his life to open the final eighth gate.

Instead, they were simply worried about the consequences!

The collision of the eight gates.

The power it unleashes will obliterate the entire arena!

The truly strong might have a chance to escape, but many more innocent bystanders and residents will perish in this senseless disaster, including his beloved disciples!

The Hidden Demon Village probably doesn't care about such consequences.

But he can't!

We cannot disregard the lives of ordinary people for the sake of this momentary confrontation!

But such a prayer came too late.

"The Corpse Bone Vein - The Dance of Early Ferns".

【ah--,】

A series of piercing screams erupted after a brief interval.

How would you describe such a situation?

Indescribable

because,

Even the usually composed Kakashi Hatake tensed up at the sound of such a voice, his trembling eyes hesitant to turn around.

However, unlike 'Good Luck' who was facing away, Jiraiya had a clear view of everything around him.

The boundary of vision was abruptly cut off by rows of bone spurs.

'Plop, plop,' bright red blood fell like rain;

The 'continuous fire' that was burning fiercely just a second ago has now become a cold corpse on bone spurs;

Some, whether fortunate or unfortunate, were clinging to life, their expressions numb as they tried to free themselves from the bone spurs piercing their bodies with their bare hands;

He vaguely seemed to hear, "Why don't you come to save us, Lord Jiraiya?" and "Lord Jiraiya, what are you doing?!"

That frenzied voice was like an invisible evil spirit, tearing at his soul and will without restraint.

"In the final analysis,"

"A world where ninjas can understand each other will never come true."

A murmured whisper escaped Jiraiya's lips unconsciously.

He was in purgatory, experiencing pain.

I can no longer yearn for the future as I did before.