Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 226 The Initial Explanation of the Sun

Boom! Boom boom!!

The Sand Village ninjas fled through the valley like a flock of frightened sheep.

Even with the constant firelight and wind overhead, they did not stop fleeing. Every face was pale with fear, as if a brutal and merciless hunter was chasing them.

However, in reality, it was not hunters who were chasing them.

Rather, they are their compatriots, accompanied by trusted companions.

"Duomo, are you insane?! Do you know what you're doing?!"

At this moment, Rasa's body was no longer under his control. He had used his bloodline limit to its maximum, and all he could do was roar angrily.

Because of his previous cooperation with Duomu in conducting human puppet experiments, Duomu knew the structure of his current puppet body very well, and actually took control of the body with just one finger.

As for the other fingers of the multi-eyed...

"what!"

"don't want!!"

"Lord Many-Eyed! Why?!"

Not far from Rasa, countless Sand Village ninjas, though their faces were filled with fear and they were wailing in agony, were charging towards Nagato and his companion like death-defying warriors.

"Of course I know."

A cold, gloomy voice came from behind Luo Sha.

The gold dust that originally belonged to Rasa now protected him like a star ring. His ten fingers flew through the air so fast that they left several afterimages as he venomously declared, "They killed Saori! They must die!"

As he spoke, chakra threads extended from his hand, connecting and controlling several Sand Village ninjas. Amidst screams of agony, they took a running start and leaped forward to attack.

The remaining human puppets, controlled by the curse, rushed towards Yahiko and Nagato from all sides with numb expressions.

"You bastard! How dare you?!"

Looking at the endless stream of "puppets" around him, Yahiko felt like his chest was about to explode with anger.

Surrounded by countless Sand Village ninja, Nagato's expression was grim, yet he remained ruthless. The nine thorns behind him unleashed several sonic booms in the air, and heads filled with fear and resentment were thrown into the air, mixed with blood.

The chakra threads attached to the headless corpses mercilessly extended to others, leaving only headless corpses with loose threads rolling on the ground as a backdrop. The whole scene resembled a puppeteer using strings to pull puppets in a string puppet show.

Without a doubt, given Nagato and Yahiko's current strength, these Sand Village ninja pose no threat to them.

But ten? Fifty?

No, this "puppet master" Duomu has the power to decide the life and death of hundreds of "puppets".

He controlled Luo Sha to guard his side with gold dust. The only remaining gaps in the valley had been blocked by the gold dust, and the threat from Kong Ren above had been completely eliminated. At this moment, no one could escape or enter.

Even as countless heads were severed by Yahiko and Nagato under his control, and countless corpses piled up like mountains with blood flowing freely, Tadame remained indifferent as he watched Nagato and Yahiko being besieged.

You think you're so tough? You think you're so strong? Then how many people have you actually killed?

Everyone here is a puppet in his hands. He intends to use nearly a thousand Sand Village ninjas and human puppets to wear Nagato and Yahiko down here!

With a slight twitch of his right index finger, Rasa uncontrollably extended his right hand and clenched his fist fiercely towards Yahiko and Nagato.

Magnetic Escape·Golden Gyro!

Thousands upon thousands of gold particles are drawn to a single point, appearing to converge at high speed like a stream of light, colliding and solidifying into a cone radiating golden light!

However, before the giant gold dust cone could fully solidify, it was shattered by Yahiko's unhesitating use of the Cremation Blade!

boom!!

In an instant, a giant golden flower bloomed in mid-air, its brilliant golden light illuminating the dark valley.

"Get out of my way, you brat! Don't get in my way!!"

His bloodshot eyes seemed to see only Nagato, as if he wanted to tear Nagato's flesh and bones apart with gold dust as his teeth, but Yahiko, who stood in front of him, blocked him time and time again.

More gold dust surged in like a tidal wave, and scorching flames erupted from Yahiko's side. Within the magnetic field range of his bloodline limit, Magnet Release, charged metal particles collided with the shockwaves of the blazing flames.

Amidst the shimmering light, like ripples on flowing water, the clash of flames and gold dust echoed incessantly, while the surrounding mountain walls groaned under the weight of the impact.

In the repeated impacts, the iron tree and silver flowers burst forth with fire and heat, but this iron tree and silver flowers are no different from mountains of knives and seas of fire. Each "petal" that blooms in the sky is gold liquid at nearly a thousand degrees.

In the nearly enclosed valley, the surrounding temperature soared from its original low temperature. Countless Sand Village ninjas were engulfed by this scorching heat, and plumes of acrid white smoke rose up, accompanied by painful howls.

Even Nagato felt the heat, and his skin began to heal after being burned.

"Hello!"

Only Yahiko remained unmoved, swinging his fiery blade once more to dispatch the charging Sand Village ninja. He glanced at Nagato behind him and gritted his teeth, saying, "What were you doing down there? What was that guy doing?"

"It's nothing."

Nagato blocked the Sand Village ninja's kunai with his short sword, and then a thorn lashed out from behind him, piercing the ninja's head. He said coldly, "Killing his wife in front of him was a bit too brutal."

Upon hearing this, Yahiko instinctively looked into the distance and saw the corpse at Duomu's feet. He couldn't help but twitch his face and shouted, "You've drained that man's wife dry!"

"Enough nonsense!" Nagato said coldly. "Do you think I want to use that move? Those two are troublesome when they coordinate!"

Saori, the wife of the multi-purposed woman, is the second-best medical ninja in the entire Sunagakure village after Chiyo. In fact, her talent and skill in making poison even surpasses that of her mother-in-law, Chiyo.

As Chiyo's son, Ta-me perfectly inherited Chiyo's mantle as a puppeteer, and his ability to "precisely manipulate" chakra threads is even superior.

With their ability to create poisons and puppets, coupled with the tacit understanding between husband and wife, countless people have died at their hands.

Even Nagato, the "demon" with the strongest healing ability besides Unkawa, who could almost regenerate severed limbs in seconds, was unable to quickly heal his injuries after being poisoned by that woman.

The poison that woman used caused almost the same level of harm to the body as his healing abilities.

Nagato dared to let Yahiko leave directly to pursue Rasa, and dared to stay alone to face the siege of hundreds of puppets, because of his powerful healing ability as a "demon".

But now, his healing abilities are almost completely ineffective, and the wounds on his body are gradually killing him. If he is hit in a vital spot, he is very likely to die.

"That woman is a bigger threat." Nagato realized this instantly.

So he used "Flash Sheath - Bewildering Sand Gate" to instantly burst out with speed, bypassing the many eyes blocking his way with unpredictable movements.

From the moment he was caught off guard and lost sight of Nagato, to the instant he reacted and controlled the puppet to rush towards Nagato, the whole process took only a second or two. Anyone else would not have had time to launch an effective attack.

That's what Tadame thought when she realized what was happening, and even Saori, who saw Nagato throw out his short sword to block it, thought the same thing.

Several puppet figures attacked from all sides, surrounding Nagato's figure, leaping high into the air and then slashing down with their swords.

However, at the moment Saori raised her hand to block the short sword...

Bang! Bang!

The puppets' attacks missed their mark; several hand blades struck the ground, and Nagato vanished once more.

"Saori! Behind you..."

Before Duo Mu could finish speaking in a terrified voice, Saori heard a cold, indifferent voice behind her, licking her neck and making her hair stand on end.

"Blood Demon Art: Extreme Death Thorn".

puff! !

Saori's slightly dazed expression was forever frozen in that moment. The thorns behind Nagato were like the Grim Reaper's scythe, piercing her neck without pain, only the chilling death.

Before Saori even realized she was dying, her consciousness was plunged into complete darkness.

Saori's death was as light as a feather, but this attack was not as easy as it looked; it was Nagato's fastest speed to date.

Because his body is beyond healing due to poisoning, Nagato only has one chance.

He gambled, and he won.

Even more so, just to be on the safe side, and fearing that the woman might not be quite dead, under the bloodshot gaze of Domu, Nagato directly used his ability to drain her flesh and blood.

The final result is what we see before us.

Because of his momentary mistake that led to his wife's death, Duomu completely lost his mind and went insane.

"Beware of those gold dust."

Nagato glanced at the gold dust scattered around the two after Yahiko blasted them apart, and subconsciously reminded Yahiko.

"I don't need you to remind me." Yahiko curled his lip and said casually, "The temperature of over a thousand degrees Celsius from that slash was enough to destroy and eliminate the magnetism of the metal. Look, the gold dust I melted hasn't moved at all."

Upon hearing this, Nagato glanced instinctively at the scattered gold dust on the ground, then seemed to suddenly remember something. Her expression changed, and she couldn't help but curse, "Idiot, the magnetism of gold dust is different from that of iron!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the pupils of the many eyes in the distance froze.

From beginning to end, his purpose was not to use gold dust for attacks, but to make Nagato and Yahiko feel threatened and destroy them directly.

As long as the gold dust that Yahiko knocked down and melted with his scorching blade was no longer manipulated by him, it all floated in the air or fell to the ground. Yahiko subconsciously thought that he could not control metal with a temperature of thousands of degrees.

What Duomu wanted was exactly this kind of mentality.

"Go to hell!!"

With a ferocious expression, Duomu suddenly pulled his arms back, and the controlled puppets around him instantly attacked. Luosha, in his puppet form, also skipped the hand seals.

"Magnetic Release: Sand Gold Shigure!"

In an instant, the scattered iron sparks and dust that had been flying in the air roared up, a roar composed of countless sharp sounds at the same time.

Countless golden streaks of light shot towards Nagato and Yahiko in the center amidst the explosions.

Each beam of golden light was like a shot of gold dust, looking like a dense and spectacular meteor streaking through the dust and haze, launching a fatal destructive attack on a single location!

At that moment, the only thing Nagato could do was to use the nine thorns to protect Yahiko beside him.

puff!puff!

In that instant, more than half of the gold dust was trapped inside the thorns, but a small portion, as tiny as grains of sand, pierced through the gaps in the thorns and went straight through Yahiko's body, bones, flesh, and heart...

"puff!"

Despite being protected by Nagato's thorns, and despite using breathing techniques to control the muscles and block the wound.

But apart from his head, which he was desperately protecting, Yahiko, whose body was covered with countless tiny, pinhole-sized wounds, knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

When facing truly elite ninjas, Yahiko instantly exposed his lack of experience.

He was too careless. Duomu was not as irrational as he appeared on the surface. His attack, which he had been holding back for a long time, was too terrifying and sudden, and he had no time to defend against it.

"Damn it!"

Upon seeing this, Nagato's expression instantly darkened, and he abruptly looked up at Tomo, a hint of ferocity rising on his face.

He was completely unprepared. No matter how much gold dust there was, the wound that pierced his body was only the size of a pinhole, which was almost negligible to him. The wound healed the moment it pierced his body.

However, it was fatal for Yahiko.

Nagato, who usually didn't get along with Yahiko, couldn't suppress his anger when he saw Yahiko's miserable state. His usually expressionless face couldn't hide his rage.

A deep bluish-black color appears beneath the exposed skin.

The next moment, blood blossomed from his back like iron scales blooming, and several more sinister, twisted, scarlet thorns grew out like flesh and bone wings, creating a bloody afterimage in front of him.

Each one burst forth with a scarlet arc of blood, and before one arc had even dissipated, another would appear. The crescent-shaped red light centered on Nagato, like the trails left by waterbirds on a lake.

These trails were scarlet and alluring, looking like blood-red lotuses, and they were surrounded by chaotic air currents that directly blew away the incoming gold dust!

This method of using force to overcome skill is violent and ruthless. The sound of the air bursting as the sound barrier is torn apart sounds ethereal and sends chills down one's spine.

"Ahem!"

Like a rag doll, Yahiko coughed up a mouthful of blood in a low voice, then slowly stood up. The blood was squeezed out from the wound by the blood pressure and fell into the pool of blood.

"Five minutes." Yahiko closed his eyes, propped himself up with his sword, and said in a hoarse voice, "Give me five minutes."

Nagato, who was defending with all his might, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?"

Yahiko didn't speak; he answered with his actions.

An aura of pressure emanating from the very soul rose from Yahiko's seemingly frail body, and light and heat surged forth from him.

A burning heat surged from the depths of his soul, enveloping the blade in his hand in extreme heat. A blazing crimson light burst forth, making the valley, where the sun was nowhere to be seen, seem as if it had been set ablaze, threatening to incinerate anyone who looked at it.

The originally sturdy swords began to deform after being heated to a bright reddish-brown color, until they were completely melted into molten iron by the terrifying heat and floated beneath them.

A moist, soft, and strong voice rang in Yahiko's ears.

That was a heartbeat, the heartbeat of a sword.

(End of this chapter)