Konoha's Mission Master

"Long time no see, Yakumo."

"Brother Minato, it's been a long time."

The group walked through the military camp. The old friends had reunited and should have had a meal together, but because they were on the battlefield, the only dish prepared was roasted meat.

Several people sat down around the fire.

"Who could have imagined that the little kid from back then would become the strongest ninja in the world?"

"I wouldn't call it the strongest."

Yakumo's philosophy is to be pragmatic and realistic.

Yakumo learned that Kakashi and the others were on a logistical mission, transporting some precious medicines from Konoha to the military camp. It was supposed to be a very safe mission, but they unexpectedly encountered the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist on the way, and all the Anbu members responsible for protecting Kakashi were killed.

"Does Kirigakure intend to join the war?" Yakumo asked.

"It's possible that the Uchiha and Hyuga clans within Konoha are already preparing to go to the front lines... I hope not... Ah."

"If the four villages were to combine their strength to attack Konoha, it would be a war on the scale of annihilation. At that point, each village would inevitably lose its restraint and resort to forbidden trump cards..."

Yakumo rested her chin on her hand, looking thoughtful.

"That's right, we can only hope that the Third Mizukage will exercise some restraint."

Yakumo remained silent, though his calculations were accurate.

The Third Mizukage is currently believed to be under the control of Madara Uchiha…

"Eat meat, eat meat, but the meat's getting cold!"

"Obito Uchiha shouted."

"Okay, okay...okay."

The battles of this period have made the group shed their naivety. Kakashi has become more silent, and Rin Nohara's smiles have become less frequent. Only Obito remains as optimistic and cheerful as ever, like a carefree and lively character.

"The Flying Thunder God Technique... is the key to changing the course of the battle."

Yakumo chewed on some grilled meat and spoke somewhat indistinctly.

"I see."

Minato Namikaze thumped his chest and responded loudly.

Half an hour later, the group finished eating and stood up.

"Come on, let me see how much you've grown recently."

Yakumo said to his friends.

"Great! The strongest ninja in the world is our sparring partner."

Yakumo shook his head and said very seriously.

That evening, after finishing his mission, Yakumo sat down at his desk and began writing down his insights on the Grandmaster level of the Palm Healing Technique. Before he knew it, he had spent six hours writing 120,000 words to finish.

Yakumo shook his aching arms. Luckily, his strength was decent enough, otherwise it would have taken him several days to write a scroll.

After tying the scroll up, take out the spirit scroll.

With a bang, smoke rose up.

A purple-skinned toad appeared on the ground.

Jiraiya called it the Storage Frog. It is a rather special frog that lives in Mount Myōboku. Although it has not mastered Sage Chakra, it has developed a large space in its stomach that it can use to store items.

"Give this to Jiraiya, and then pass it on to Tsunade."

The purple-skinned toad flicked out its long tongue, its mouth widening as it swallowed the scroll whole. Yet it did not leave; its beady eyes remained fixed on Yakumo.

"Croak~"

"Oh...I understand..."

Yakumo took out a donut from the storage scroll.

The purple-skinned toad swallowed it whole.

The next second, it turned into smoke.

That donut is for shipping.

Yakumo knew very well that this toad had no professional ethics.

They often obtain double the shipping fees through fraud.

"Sigh, if only we could use whatever we wanted instead of donuts."

Not far away, the shadow clone, who was making breakfast, rolled its eyes.

…………

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

It's early June now.

The shouts of battle were deafening in the distance, but Yakumo was rather relaxed.

During this month, Kirigakure did not participate in the war, the worst outcome did not occur, Kumogakure began to negotiate peace with Konoha, and Sunagakure gradually began to implement the peace treaty.

Losing money...

Minato Namikaze... In one battle, he annihilated the Iwa ninja's underground ninja team and successfully earned the reputation of the Yellow Flash.

The morale of the Iwa ninja has been severely damaged, and peace talks are imminent.

Everything is developing in a good direction.

A few days ago, after Yakumo defeated the Third Tsuchikage, Onoki stopped challenging him to a fight.

Yakumo naturally found himself completely at ease, while in the distance, Orochimaru was locked in a fierce battle with Rōshi…

For some reason, Yakumo always felt that Orochimaru was deliberately delaying the war. He could have defeated Iwagakure much faster, but he had dragged it out for a whole month.

Today, Yakumo plans to upgrade the Wood Release manual to the Master level.

Tomorrow, he will end the war.

After all, three days later was the anniversary of Yakumo's parents' death.

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Chapter 190 Bloodbath at Iwagakure, The Transformed Buddha at the Top

That night.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; a gentle breeze is blowing.

Orochimaru walked through the long underground tunnel. With each step he descended, the temperature around him dropped by one degree until ice marks appeared on the tunnel steps, yet the tunnel continued to extend underground.

Five minutes later, Orochimaru stopped.

At the end of the tunnel was a large, blood-red door.

The steel gate, several meters high, was carved with ferocious, blood-red reliefs, and a bone-chilling cold emanated from the cracks in the gate.

Orochimaru began forming hand seals.

As he formed hand seals, the door in front of him slowly opened a crack, emitting a deep sound, and a sudden burst of white, chilling air spread outwards.

Orochimaru slowly walked into the door.

"Tap, tap, tap."

In the dark underground, only the crisp sound of footsteps remained.

Inside the gate was a vast sea of ​​blood.

Occasionally, bubbles burst on the surface of the sea of ​​blood, and dozens of enormous, pale skeletons gather in the sea of ​​blood to form floating islands.

Most of these skeletons belong to enormous pythons.

A snake from Ryuji Cave.

But they became sacrifices.

The walls surrounding the sea of ​​blood are carved with dense sacrificial patterns, which are circles enclosing equilateral triangles.

Two figures dressed in blood-red robes stood on the floating island.

It was... the Blood-Robed Priest at dawn and midday.

Orochimaru stepped onto the floating island, treading through a sea of ​​blood.

"Praise be to the evil god!" ×3

"High Priest, Your Excellency."

He bowed to Orochimaru both at dawn and noon.

It's clear that the two of them have great respect for Orochimaru.

"We only need to hold a grand blood sacrifice on the battlefield tomorrow to welcome our god to this world, and then we will surely live forever!"

Orochimaru nodded slightly to the two of them.

At the same time, he spoke with a somewhat fanatical tone.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately smiled with delight.

The reason the two spent their years hiding from XZ was not simply because of their faith, but also because that evil god held the power to grant people eternal life.

Orochimaru raised his hand... and it hovered in the air.

"For my God!"

Snapped……

He placed his hand on Orochimaru's hand at dawn and noon.

The three had become close friends over the course of two years.

The three of them said in unison.

"For my God!"