Konoha's Mission Master

The process was easier than he had imagined.

Deep within Whitebeard's body, the life essence that had been implanted beforehand was being consumed and burned at an even faster rate. Combined with the energy of Hashirama's cells, it was nourishing Whitebeard's massive body, and his life essence was gradually reviving.

Numerous energies converged and mixed, resisting the will of the remaining cells.

Whitebeard's face lit up with joy, but soon he saw Yakumo pick up the third reagent from the tray, inside which green crystals were also churning.

"This is the second injection, hang in there!"

The white-bearded man's brows furrowed, and his smile gradually faded. It turned out that things were not so simple after all.

How many stitches are there in total?

"Three needles."

With the injection of the second dose of Hashirama cells, the previously suppressed will suddenly surged forth with even greater frenzy.

The dark Armament Haki enveloped his arm again, and the trend of turning it into wood slowly spread.

Yakumo took out the second injection of purple reagent.

This reagent acts as a neutralizing agent, replenishing physical strength while helping Whitebeard counteract the side effects of Hashirama cells, allowing more life energy to flow from his right arm to his entire body.

Whitebeard's aura grew increasingly terrifying, as if a powerful demon was slowly awakening. The petrification process, though slow, was undeniably spreading to other areas.

"This energy is really hard to deal with."

Whitebeard's aura grew stronger, but he seemed to be getting tired on a spiritual level, and his abundant Conqueror's Haki was gradually fading.

In mid-air, the black and red electric arcs became thinner.

Yakumo quickly injected the two reagents on the tray into his body.

The blue reagent is used to soothe mental fatigue.

The purple reagent is used to replenish the body's fatigue.

"Huhuhu..."

The white-bearded man stared wide-eyed, his eyes bloodshot, his spirit reaching its limit, his body the battlefield where two wills were locked in a fierce battle.

Finally, the two began to show signs of equilibrium.

Whitebeard conquered the remaining will with his own will.

But soon Yakumo took out the third dose of intercolumnar cell reagent.

"According to calculations, only by successfully fusing three life cells can the body's essence be fully activated. In other words... this third needle is the one that truly determines life and death."

It is conceivable that after the third injection, Whitebeard would face an even more frenzied backlash of will, while he was already exhausted at this point.

Yakumo approached Whitebeard with the reagent in hand.

"Do we need to prepare? But it can't take too long."

Marco and Ace looked worried. They could see that Whitebeard was in a very weak state. If no miracle occurred, the third injection would likely fail, and he would be completely turned to wood.

"call…"

Whitebeard's eyes brightened, and he took a deep breath, as if drawing all the surrounding air into his lungs, an invisible sense of oppression slowly spreading.

"bring it on."

The third booster injection was administered via intercolumnar cell injection.

The balance that had been maintained was suddenly broken, and a savage and primal will erupted in an instant, frantically devouring Whitebeard's own cells, and his right arm turned completely to wood in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a massive amount of life energy washes over the entire body, as if one is immersed in a warm hot spring, with every cell radiating a glow of happiness.

The white-bearded man's eyes lost their luster.

At this moment, his mind was quite relaxed, or rather, empty, and under the influence of the will of the Hashirama cells, he gradually succumbed.

Marco and Ace's expressions turned grim, and they clenched their fists.

They watched helplessly as the area of ​​whitebeard's body becoming increasingly woody, but dared not utter a sound for fear of disrupting the treatment process.

Time passed, but Whitebeard still did not awaken.

Yakumo shook his head and looked at the last two tubes of neutralizing agent.

If Whitebeard loses his will to resist, the neutralizing agent will become negligible. In this battle, only his own will can determine life and death.

Fortunately, Conqueror's Haki was still in effect.

At present, we are not yet in a state of complete despair.

In Whitebeard's mind, a thick, tall tree appeared, without leaves or branches and unable to perform photosynthesis.

Yet it was rooted in the earth, absorbing the earth's vitality to nourish itself, and the scent emanating from the tree was extremely familiar to him... The tree was almost a thousand meters tall, and its peak bore fruit.

Blood-red eyes coldly survey the world.

As the giant tree greedily absorbed the nutrients, cracks spread across the earth.

It eventually turned into a desert, groundwater was polluted... the apocalypse gradually descended, and countless people became mummies... and died completely.

"Roar roar roar roar roar..."

A savage roar echoed in my mind.

Whitebeard's eyes gradually regained their luster, and black and red arcs of electricity coursed around his body, eventually wrapping around his skin.

The surrounding space... is faintly cracking.

That was the demon residing in the body awakening. The Tremor-Tremor Fruit, the strongest Paramecia-type Devil Fruit, revived at the crucial moment, instinctively beginning to repel the primal will that was eroding the vitality of all things.

"Get out of my body!!!"

Whitebeard roared suddenly.

The trend of his upper body becoming woody gradually stopped.

Just then, Yakumo took out two tubes of neutralizing agent and completed the injection.

At the same time, he placed his right hand on the white-bearded man.

From the perspective of the Palm Immortal Technique.

Yakumo could see that Whitebeard's cells were reviving and growing, which would lead to the extension of his lifespan.

However, the interstitial cells have not given up their intention to assimilate and phagocytize.

The two... are still fighting.

Initially, the will of the interstitial cells was not strong.

It could even be considered weak, but as it began to come into contact with and merge with Whitebeard's body cells, it increased and spread its own wild will while stimulating the activity of Whitebeard's cells.

It feels like... a seed finding fertile soil.

It takes root, absorbs, sprouts, devours, blossoms, and bears fruit.

While Whitebeard's sudden outburst halted the petrification process, he was unable to maintain this outburst for long.

But that savage will continues to grow.

Grow stronger in secret and accumulate power.

Whitebeard exerted his willpower as much as possible, manipulating Conqueror's Haki to suppress the backlash of his primal will, and sweat gradually dripped from his forehead.

With the tides turning and the tides shifting, he seemed to have no chance of winning.

Finally, half an hour later, Whitebeard reached his limit, and the trend of petrification that had been contained at his forearm began to spread upwards.

"How to do?"

Marco asked in a low voice.

When Yakumo saw that Whitebeard had reached his limit, he actually smiled.

The right hand resting on Whitebeard's arm suddenly erupted with intense arcs of electricity, fighting against the will of Whitebeard's petrified body in his place.

Actually... Yakumo himself is the strongest neutralizer.

Yakumo had fought this kind of battle countless times at Konoha Hospital.

At this moment, his movements were smooth and natural, as if they were perfectly synchronized with the white-bearded body.

The golden current gradually eroded his will.

Two... eight... sixteen shadow clones appeared.

Golden electric arcs are the most meticulous surgical scalpels, constantly killing the parts of the cell that carry the will.

The final traces of wood decay were compressed into the palm of the right arm.

As he continued his strangulation, he encountered a powerful counterattack.

This is the survival instinct of a savage will, the closer one gets to true death.

The more intense the outburst of this will, the more frenzied it became, and the originally scattered will actually built a solid barrier on the right hand.

Countless electric arcs entered it, but they could hardly find the organs between the cells that carried the will. They instinctively hid, avoiding Yakumo's strangulation.

Continuing this could potentially harm Whitebeard's body, so Yakumo ultimately chose to give up.

If this will is completely eradicated on the condition of harming Whitebeard's body, the vitality within Whitebeard's body is likely to be weakened.

Yakumo changed his strategy and began to form hand seals.

To Whitebeard's astonishment, black and white chains extended from Yakumo's palm and eventually took root in Whitebeard's flesh.

Yakumo increased his chakra output, and the black and white chains became more solid, gradually completely enveloping Whitebeard's right hand.

"seal up."

The black and white chains transformed into black and white tattoos, clinging tightly to the white beard's flesh and skin, eventually extending and expanding into a hideous black and white pattern.

The extremely complex character "封" is faintly visible.

"The Yin-Yang Seal is maintained by absorbing the remaining will in the right hand. Currently... this is the most perfect solution I can think of, but I am not sure if the sealed will will one day break through the seal and launch a counterattack."

Yakumo released his grip, and the treatment was complete.

In addition to the black and white tattoos, the white-bearded man's right hand features the texture of trees, a side effect of using the Hashira cells.

Whitebeard moved his brand-new right palm, sensing that it contained a rather terrifying energy or will.