Cos Wuzan, was stabbed ten times by Heize at the beginning

Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju stared at the crow's beak, their eyes growing brighter and brighter, like two giant light bulbs.

"There is another survivor there..."

Ravenbeak pointed to a spot not far away, where he could clearly hear a heartbeat, but Tobirama Senju deliberately ignored it each time.

Hashirama Senju walked in that direction without hesitation, and his arm was grabbed by Tobirama Senju.

Hashirama looked at Tobirama with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

Tobirama glanced at Crowbeak and said coldly, "That's an Uchiha clan ninja!"

Hashirama paused, glanced at Ravenbeak, and after a moment of silence, looked at Tobirama earnestly: "Even Uchiha clan ninjas must be saved."

Tobirama immediately frowned.

Before he could say anything, Crowbeak's figure brushed past them.

The crow's beak remained in front of the Uchiha ninja, and even after such a long time, a clear heartbeat could still be heard, indicating that the ninja's will to survive was extremely strong.

The Uchiha clan does not have the same physical strength as the Senju clan, which shows how remarkable it is that this Uchiha clan has managed to survive until now.

"He is a ninja from the Uchiha clan!"

You can't save him!

Tobirama Senju approached Crow's Beak.

Crowbeak thought that Tobirama Senju must have something wrong with his head.

He raised his head and, while treating the Uchiha ninja, explained, "I am neither a member of the Uchiha clan nor a member of your Senju clan. I don't discriminate based on which clan a person belongs to when I treat them. You have no right to interfere with my treatment."

Tobirama Senju paused.

Hashirama Senju walked up to Crow's Beak and flashed a set of white teeth at it.

"Don't just stand there, go find someone else."

The crow's beak served as a reminder to Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju.

Hashirama Senju rushed to find the last ninja who was still alive.

Tobirama Senju stood still, watching as Crowbeak treated the Uchiha ninja.

He had already used all his self-control not to stab the Uchiha ninja in the heart again.

"Since you don't belong to a ninja clan, where did you learn your medical ninjutsu from?"

Tobirama Senju's eyes were filled with deep thought.

Ravenbeak didn't even bother to glance at him, and it wasn't just because Tobirama Senju no longer had any high-quality chakra fragments.

But the main reason is this.

"It was the gods who taught me."

"Crow's Beak" looked sincerely at Tobirama Senju and said.

Staring into the bright, translucent, orange-red pupils of the crow's beak, Tobirama Senju couldn't even utter the word "idiot" he was about to call him.

"A deity? What deity?"

"I asked Tobirama Senju sarcastically."

However, the crow-beak before him seemed not to understand his sarcasm and still earnestly said, "It is the God of Bliss."

"The God of Bliss could not bear to see people suffer because of war, so he taught me medical ninjutsu to eliminate people's suffering."

Crow's Beak's seriousness left Tobirama Senju speechless.

"Have you met that deity? He's such a kind person!"

Hashirama Senju squatted beside Crow's Beak and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Crowbeak was very pleased that Hashirama Senju recognized the God of Elysium, and he knew that Hashirama Senju and he were destined to be together.

"Yes!"

The crow nodded emphatically.

"My power comes entirely from the God of Bliss!"

"I will dedicate my life to fulfilling the mission bestowed upon me by the God of Bliss!"

Ravenbeak gazed at Hashirama Senju, his eyes gleaming brightly.

Hashirama Senju was stunned.

Tobirama Senju glanced at him coldly: "What mission?"

"To eliminate people's suffering and bring them happiness and joy as much as possible."

Crowbeak spoke each word clearly.

"This is my mission!"

He looked at his dying ninja subordinate and solemnly said, "I have no power to stop the war, so I can only try my best to save as many people as possible on the battlefield!"

Looking at Crowbeak's face, Hashirama Senju's eyes shone with emotion.

He felt a resonance from his soul.

Seeing the tears in his elder brother's eyes, Tobirama Senju immediately sensed something was wrong.

Why does my brother look so worthless?

"If you continue to try to save them like this, the results will be limited."

Tobirama Senju glanced at Crowbeak, narrowed his eyes, and said with a hint of probing, "Why not pass on your medical ninjutsu to more people?"

Ravenbeak's eyes lit up, seemingly completely unaware of Tobirama Senju's intentions, and he exclaimed excitedly, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that! You're so clever!"

Hashirama Senju, who knew his younger brother's wicked nature perfectly well, glared at Tobirama.

Tobirama's lips twitched as he listened to Crow's Beak's praise.

For a moment, I didn't know if this person was genuinely stupid or just pretending.

"However, this ninjutsu is not easy to master..."

Crowbeak hesitated for a moment: "Who would be willing to follow me in cultivation forever?"

Hashirama Senju placed his hand on Tobirama's shoulder and patted him hard: "Far away, yet right before your eyes."

Tobirama Senju immediately turned to stare at his elder brother.

"You don't want to, Tobirama?"

Hashirama asked, puzzled.

After all, it was Tobirama himself who suggested learning medical ninjutsu.

Crowbeak looked expectantly at Tobirama.

Tobirama: "..."

He was willing to learn medical ninjutsu, but not with Crowbeak.

Tobirama glanced at the expectant Ravenbeak and nodded with a ferocious expression.

Chapter 534 Is this the power of the God of Elysium?

Rainwater washed away the bloodstains.

The air was thick with murderous intent and the stench of blood.

Jiraiya lay on the cold, slippery ground, breathing heavily.

His face was covered in blood, and his outer robe was soaked with blood and rainwater.

He lay prone on the ground, with several black metal rods sticking out of his back.

Waves of excruciating pain kept coming.

Jiraiya's vision went completely black.

A helpless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He was surrounded by Payne VI, who was wearing a long robe with a black background and red clouds.

His eyes were cold and expressionless.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Jiraiya coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, staining the puddle in front of him red.

The excruciating pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe, and each breath pulled at the wound on his back.

He knew his time was running out.

Jiraiya struggled to lift his head, rainwater mixed with blood streaming down his hair and cheeks.

Jiraiya looked at Fukasaku, who immediately understood his intention. Fukasaku took off his cloak, exposing his back to Jiraiya's view.

A series of sharp pains came from its back. Fukasaku looked solemn as he allowed Jiraiya to carve information about the Akatsuki organization onto its back.

"Little Jiraiya..."

As Jiraiya's fingers slid off his back, Fukasaku took one last look at Jiraiya.

Jiraiya forced a smile.

"Oh!"

A soft sound.

With a puff of smoke, Fukasaku's figure disappeared from Jiraiya's sight.

Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief.

He was relieved.

The intelligence has been sent out.

He did not die in vain.

The heavy weight in his heart finally lifted, and the last bit of strength that had sustained him was also drained away.

He could no longer hold on and his body fell heavily backward.

His body crashed into the calm sea.

It splashed up a huge spray of water.

His body sank.

The excruciating pain in his back overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

The vision began to darken rapidly.

Consciousness felt like it was sinking into the dark, cold seabed, constantly plummeting downwards.

Just before losing consciousness, Jiraiya felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his body.

It felt as if something had pierced his body again.

As his cold body gradually warmed up, Jiraiya suddenly opened his eyes.

His body stopped falling, and the strength returned to his body.

He climbed ashore uncontrollably.

Pain remained standing in the same spot.

Their gazes were not on him, but on a familiar figure in front of Jiraiya.

After glancing at the resurrected Jiraiya, Tendo stared at Rin in front of him.

Rin smiled at him and leisurely waved the folding fan in his hand: "The God of Bliss chose him as his apostle. You shouldn't mind, right?"

It's no use caring about it.

Jiraiya knelt on the stone slab behind Rinzo.

He looked at his hands and could clearly see that all the wounds on his body had healed.

Is this the power of the God of Bliss?