Konoha's Mission Master

With trembling hands, Onoki picked up the photo attached to the intelligence report. What came into view was a towering blue giant, a scene he never wanted to recall.

He had seen this scene before... and he would never mistake it now.

Back then, that man trampled his pride underfoot.

Onoki's expression changed rapidly, conveying a sense of reminiscence, awe, sadness, and fear.

This fear also contained a hint of hatred, yet he lacked the courage to express his anger to that person.

"How could he still be alive?"

Onoki slumped weakly in the chair, his already aged body becoming even more hunched, and his eyes becoming somewhat cloudy.

From Orochimaru's massacre of the inhabitants of the Land of Earth to Madara Uchiha's reappearance in the ninja world, both are like boulders piled up in his heart, or like flames burning his lifeblood.

In the dimly lit room, Onoki leaned back in his chair, his eyes gradually becoming vacant, as if he were escaping some immediate problem, but in an instant he became resolute.

He knew perfectly well that Madara Uchiha should not be alive.

Regardless of his motives, when he possesses the ability to easily alter the course of the ninja world, he is like a bomb that should be eliminated.

However... Iwagakure does not possess this ability.

This is embarrassing.

"We must unite... first, we need to sound out Konoha's opinion."

"We should also inform those barbarians from Hidden Cloud Village."

"Kirigakure should also give a reminder."

After a moment's thought, Onoki began to write a letter.

But he never dreamed that the Third Mizukage was in Madara Uchiha's hands at that moment.

A few days later... Madara Uchiha saw the handwritten note by Onoki.

In the letter, Onoki expressed his hope to join forces to eliminate Uchiha Madara.

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After leaving the Hokage's office, Yakumo strolled freely through the streets of Konoha, pondering the events of the past few days...

Madara Uchiha's transformation into a younger man was beyond expectation, and even though the Rinnegan had been taken by other forces, Yakumo dared not relax in the slightest.

Furthermore... who exactly is the force that stole the Rinnegan?

Yakumo was puzzled. Based on Nagato's description, the one who took the Rinnegan must have been Tsuru Uchiha, who disappeared from Konoha. If he and Madara Uchiha were not accomplices, then... who was he serving?

At that moment, a sense of urgency for power rose in his heart.

Yakumo did not want to entrust his safety to others.

Become stronger... but how do I become stronger?

Sakumo Hatake hoped that he would not leave Konoha in the near future, because if he did, he would not be able to explore the dungeon world, and the only place to improve his strength would be the arena.

Yakumo plans to try clearing the sixth arena match tonight.

This king of the gods in Norse mythology corresponds to the attribute of strength, so his specialties are attack, an indestructible spear, and a domain that can suppress everything, which constitute Odin's combat system.

In contrast, it has weaknesses besides its strength attribute.

Speed... attribute.

As the king of the sky, Odin's speed is also a special skill.

Of the four attributes, his physical constitution is his weakness.

So, can the enhanced Wood Release technique defeat Odin?

In fact, Yakumo is now fully capable of controlling when the "Invoke" mark appears and can use it at will.

He did not use the mark to enhance his Wood Release during his battle with Madara Uchiha.

In addition, the Glory Sword Box and the Bloodlust are two other trump cards.

If you can control the field with Wood Release, and combine it with Berserk and Holy Light... you might be able to try and kill Odin.

Upon returning home, Yakumo first recounted his experiences and observations over the past few days to Masako Mori, though he downplayed the severity of the battles he described…

Furthermore, it expresses his deep longing for Masako Mori.

After dinner, Yakumo lay in bed.

"Sage Mode, activated!"

"Enter the arena!"

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Chapter 270 Arena Level 6 Clearance (Part 1)

Inside the arena, Yakumo's figure appeared...

With a few cracking sounds, Odin shattered the floor, his golden armor gleaming as he charged directly towards Yakumo, leaving behind layers of afterimages in his path.

Gungnir held it out horizontally, pointing it directly at Yakumo's chest.

Yakumo immediately moved and retreated. Every time they met, Odin would launch an attack instantly, and it was a full-force attack without holding back.

"Sage Art: Wood Release: Descent of the Tree World".

Thick tree roots piled up in front of Yakumo like a wall, but in less than a second, Odin's attack came down. Gungnir pierced the tree roots, but more tree roots surged towards Odin to block his way.

Beneath the golden eagle helmet, a single eye flashed with anger.

A dark gray aura of death swirled around the spear, turning any tree roots it touched into ashes. Odin continued forward... advancing against the tide of the sea of ​​tree roots.

The armor, forged from gold, was engraved with intricate patterns. Golden flames began to burn, and the roots wrapped around Odin were gradually ignited.

This is a neutral and peaceful flame, similar to the sun's fire that is tempered by holy light, but with a touch more domineering, as if Odin's own will is moving through the flame.

Yakumo raised his right hand, and the Mark of Prayer was successfully activated.

The spreading tree roots turned blood-red and exhibited jade-like characteristics; the most noticeable change was the increased hardness of the roots.

Gungnir, the divine weapon forged from the branches of the World Tree, gradually slowed down and finally came to a stop between the blood-red tree roots.

Odin's steps became heavy, and the holy flames he had set on could no longer completely burn away the surrounding tree roots.

An endless stream of tree roots surged from the ground, enveloping and spreading towards Odin until they completely halted the advance.

Odin tried to pull back by exerting force with his right arm, but the blood-red tree roots had already tightly wrapped around his right arm. Together with the vines, they fixed his body to the surface of the tree roots. Countless blood-red giant trees spread into the sky, turning the entire arena space blood-red.

Yakumo had to admit that, after being enhanced, the power displayed by Wood Release far surpassed that of his own swordsmanship.

In fact, continuing to engage in close-quarters combat in this situation would be somewhat unwise.

More and more crimson tree roots enveloped Odin's body. The golden holy flames that had been emanating from his armor had now extinguished, and tiny vines pierced through the gaps in the armor, sucking blood from Odin's body.

As time went by, Odin seemed to have lost the ability to resist, except for his single eye under his helmet, which turned blood red.

Odin, the Norse god-king, is gathering his anger.

Gungnir was entangled by vines, as if he had been completely suppressed, leaving only a blood-red cocoon wrapped in vines where Odin had been.

Yakumo continued to gather his strength, preparing to unleash his ultimate attack.

He didn't believe that Odin could be defeated so easily. As the guardian boss of the sixth level, he shouldn't only have this level of power. The energy in his body gradually surged to the ground beneath his feet.

Surrounded by the blood cocoon, Odin's aura began to decline.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

Thunder suddenly rumbled in the sky.

It wouldn't be accurate to call it thunder, but rather the sound of horses' hooves, which was similar to thunder. This sound of hooves was exactly the same as the speed of Yakumo's heartbeat, as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart.

In a daze, the sound of horses' hooves stopped.

Yakumo's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, creating a mist of blood.

Odin had disappeared from the blood cocoon, and when he reappeared, he was sitting on the back of a magnificent eight-legged steed.

At this moment, he is the Odin of mythology, riding an eight-legged steed and surveying the nine realms. When he is angry, the sky will send down storms and torrential rains in response to his wrath.

The horse was clad in silver armor, which was engraved with intricate and dense patterns.

With each breath, the steed exhaled fragments of blue lightning from its mouth and nose, and although it did not have wings growing on its back, it stood still in the air.

Behind Odin, a fierce wind, torrential rain, and thunder darkened the entire space, while purple lightning struck the blood-red trees.

Amidst the wind and rain, Odin, like a god, silently gazed down upon Yakumo. The dull patterns on his golden armor shone brightly, and his spear Gungnir pointed at Yakumo's heart.

At this moment, he regained his arrogance as a god-king.

"You're very good."

Odin spoke, and the whole world echoed with the god's declaration. If Yakumo were just a mortal, he might have already prostrated himself in worship.

At that moment, Yakumo understood why mortals could not look directly at gods.

When deities sit on their thrones, they naturally radiate divine power. This spiritual energy can cause mortals to unconsciously choose to kneel in worship.

Of course, Odin's throne is not just the back of his eight-legged steed. As the king of the sky, the entire sky is his throne, and his divine kingdom is as far as his eyes can see.

The gale, torrential rain, and thunder were manifestations of Odin's divine power!

Yakumo let the rain run down his clothes, eventually dripping from his trousers to the ground and forming a trickle. He tucked the hair in front of his face behind his ears with both hands, tilted his head back, and extended his middle finger toward Odin in the sky.

The middle finger is bent.

"Come here!" Yakumo roared with great enthusiasm.

Anger flared in Odin's single eye. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the gesture, he was certain that the mortal had just provoked him. His eight-legged steed began to paw at the void... and blue lightning fragments around its mouth and nose became denser.

This is a sign that battle is imminent.

"Divine punishment is imminent."

Bathed in the golden flames, the eight-legged steed began to gallop, and thunder rumbled throughout the land, lightning crackling from within its silver armor.

Yakumo still looked up, staring straight at Odin. In his eyes, the golden flames were like the sun in the sky, radiating in all directions and reflecting the running golden phantom. But wind, rain and thunder were also with him.