The Master of Konoha's Legacy

As soon as the sound was uttered, the blood on the ground seemed to come alive.

In an instant, it surged up the walls and covered the ceiling.

They trapped the six ninjas tightly inside the house.

In this situation, the six ninjas knew perfectly well that they had fallen into the other party's trap.

They all began to use every trick in the book to try and break through the encirclement.

It would be even better if they could kill the assassination targets lurking among them.

at the same time.

In the living room of the real world.

Uchiha Tonan did not order Hatake Kabuto to turn on the lights.

Because what happened next was a bit cruel and a bit shady.

Uchiha Tonan sat in a wheelchair, his entire body disappearing into the shadows.

"Tap, tap, tap........."

The sound of fingers tapping lightly on the armrest could be heard from the shadows.

Kabuto Hatake walked out of another room and came to the low table.

He bowed and poured the freshly brewed hot tea into a teacup, then stood beside Uchiha Tonan.

He concealed himself in the shadows as well, watching the six ninjas standing in a row.

All six ninjas wore eerie smiles.

The moonlight shone directly on their faces, making them appear deathly pale, like dolls.

"Click, click, click..."

The sound of the puppet's moving parts rubbing together came from behind the study door.

"Squeak~"

The study door opened, and one by one, puppets carrying basin-shaped containers walked mechanically to the six ninjas.

A pure white, jade-like hand emerged from the shadows, picked up the teacup on the low table, and disappeared into the darkness.

The next moment, these ninjas all inserted kunai into their own abdomens.

Then, little by little, he moved the kunai.

He cut open his abdomen.

The puppets in front of them used containers to catch the flowing blood, flesh, and organs.

These ninjas seemed oblivious to the pain throughout, maintaining eerie and terrifying smiles on their faces.

Kabuto Hatake felt a chill run down his spine just looking at it.

Even after conducting so many live experiments on Uchiha Tonan, he was still finding it hard to bear such a bizarre situation.

[Chapter 314. Why sigh when death is imminent?]

From the pitch-black darkness, a voice that sounded like a murmur came from Uchiha Tonan.

"Do you know why they can't break free from my illusion?"

Firstly, because my strength is far superior to theirs.

Secondly, this is not simply a five-sense illusion.

The five senses illusion only interferes with the opponent's ability to receive and process information.

I used the secret mental techniques of the mountain tribe to directly disturb their minds.

Trying to break through with chakra is completely useless; one must have extraordinary willpower.

I once met an old monk whose willpower was so strong it was unimaginable.

My full-force illusion didn't even leave him momentarily confused.

In the living room, the six ninjas were already dead, standing in place like wooden stakes.

Their abdomens were hollow, revealing the bare skeletons inside.

Everyone maintained a strange smile on their face.

Chilling.

The puppets, carrying containers, walked orderly into the study.

Kabuto Hatake's forehead was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. He swallowed hard, suppressing the nausea in his stomach, and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with his right index finger, saying:

"I understand what you mean, sir. According to research, illusions are nothing more than attacks of spiritual energy contained in chakra."

If a person's will is strong enough, their soul will be more resilient and immune to illusion attacks.

A soft sip of tea echoed in the darkness, followed by a hand reaching out from the shadows to gently place the teacup on the low table.

"I've had a lot of speculations lately, including some about illusions."

The ninjas categorized the extraordinary powers in this world as Ninja Body Illusion.

Ninjutsu is the technique by which humans summon and create substances from nature using chakra.

Physical techniques involve humans constantly strengthening their bodies.

What about illusions?

Is it merely a matter of bewitching people?

I don't think so.

The Uchiha clan has a forbidden technique called Izanagi.

The damage received can be transformed into dreams.

The significance behind this is truly astonishing.

This is an illusion.

It's amazing that reality can be rewritten with something illusory.

The Sharingan isn't actually that powerful; it's more like a pre-written program.

When the Sharingan is activated, those techniques will be automatically performed.

This means that illusion magic today is merely a low-level use of spiritual energy.

There is still a great deal of potential to be explored.

If everything goes smoothly, we'll wait until the Yin-Yang Escape technique is successfully researched.

The next research project will be on illusion magic.

Kabuto Hatake nodded thoughtfully and said, "I understand, sir."

On the pristine white tabletop, a hand was rhythmically tapping its fingers.

"These little mice are pretty good. I'll work overtime tonight."

They should be able to create several puppets with decent combat capabilities.

If you're interested, you can learn the puppetry techniques I've collected.

You can pick out a few for self-defense when the time comes.

With my skills, the new puppets will only be stronger than they were in life.

Kabuto Hatake said respectfully, "Thank you very much, sir."

The hand that was lightly tapping the table paused slightly, then lifted up and patted Kabuto Hatake on the shoulder, saying:

"We're all on the same side, so naturally I'm very concerned about your safety."

If anything happens to you, I won't even have anyone to confide in anymore.

Hatake lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I don't understand why you value me so much, sir."

A soft laugh came from beside him.

"Because I like intelligent people, especially those with a calm personality who are good at reflecting on their shortcomings."

Okay, I'll leave the rest to you to tidy up.

Turn on the lights, so we won't be scared.

At this moment, in a room of the Sunset Red Building of the welfare home.

An elderly man with white hair pressed his body against the wall by the window.

Looking through the window, I saw that the house not far away had suddenly lit up with warm yellow lights.

But then he saw the old man's eyes narrow slightly, and he thought to himself:

Is it over...?

There was absolutely no movement.

It appears to be an overwhelming victory.

It's just that we don't know which side will ultimately win.

To determine the final result.

The old man remained motionless, like a hunter in a deep forest, quietly observing.

Time passed little by little.

After a long while, a figure appeared by the window of a house not far away.

The figure pushed open the window, revealing Kabuto Hatake's face.

Although the smell of blood was gone after the house was cleaned and disinfected, Kabuto Hatake still felt a little uncomfortable.

So open the windows to let in fresh air.

The old man upstairs lowered his body, his face slightly gloomy.

It seems we failed...