Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, the two Nara Jonin standing frozen in place with their hands raised, like two frozen statues.

The expressions of shock and anger still lingered on their faces, seemingly completely unaware of 'White Fang's' presence.

But, the next moment.

Two chillingly faint sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, two dazzling, fine lines of blood appeared on the bodies of the two Nara Jonin, running diagonally from their left shoulders to their right waists, traversing their entire upper bodies!

As if a dam had been opened, scalding blood gushed out like a flood from two neat, symmetrical, and smooth incisions.

The two Nara Jonin's stiff bodies, like precisely cut building blocks, slowly separated along the line of blood!

Pfft!Pfft!

His upper body crashed heavily into the muddy pool of blood with a dull thud, and his lower body, having lost its support, slumped to the ground and fell forward.

The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, and the cross-sections of muscles, bones, and blood vessels were clearly visible, as if they had been cut through thin paper.

puff! !

The next moment, a crimson column of blood shot into the sky, instantly reaching a height of several meters, and the blood quickly stained a large area of ​​the surrounding land!

The entire process, from the appearance of 'White Fang', the drawing of its blade, and the slash, to the separation of the two Nara Jonin's bodies and the gushing of blood, was so fast that the people of Konoha did not have time to react!

So fast that all they saw was 'White Fang' suddenly appear between his two companions, without any warning, without any leak of his aura, as if he had always been standing there, and then a fountain of blood shot into the sky!

By the time they came to their senses, a rain of blood had already begun to fall.

Thick blood mist mixed with tiny blood droplets fell from the sky like raindrops, soaking the faces and bodies of the Konoha ninjas around them!

The gushing fountain of blood lasted for several seconds before slowly receding, as if life itself had burned out, turning into a thick, glaring pool of blood.

An extremely terrifying stench of blood permeated the air.

The incredibly warm and sticky sensation caused everyone's bodies to tremble violently!

Finally, seemingly having had enough fun, after an even more violent slam, 'Vortex' suddenly pulled with all its might!

Sizzle!

With a teeth-grinding crack, Akimichi Jonin's gigantic right arm, along with a large chunk of flesh and bone from his shoulder, was forcibly torn off by the 'whirlpool'!

Large gushes of scalding blood gushed out of the severed arm like a waterfall, dyeing 'Vortex's' entire body a striking scarlet, just like his hair.

"..."

Akimichi Jonin had completely lost consciousness, his body gradually shrinking as he collapsed into a pool of blood.

'Vortex' tossed the blood-dripping severed arm aside as if discarding a piece of trash, seemingly shaking the blood off its hands in disgust.

But those scarlet eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty satisfaction.

At this moment, only one thought remained in the minds of everyone in Konoha.

So fast!

How could it be so fast?

Neither the shadowy figure that didn't make a move, nor the two monsters that suddenly appeared.

Ordinary Jonin would be utterly powerless against them.

but……

"kill!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi's voice, bordering on cold with rage, ignited the final fuse.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Dozens of Konoha ninja, whether Jonin or Chunin, all made the same move at that moment!

They suddenly raised their hands, either forming hand seals or unleashing kunai, shuriken, and senbon needles like a torrential rain.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

"Wind Escape·Big Breakthrough!"

"Earth Release·Earth Dragon Bullet!"

"Thunder Escape·Earth Walk!"

Kunai, shuriken, fireball, wind blade, earth dragon, lightning, water jet...

All sorts of weapons and ninjutsu of various attributes pierced through the rain with sharp, whistling sounds, roaring and booming from all directions and angles.

They shot towards the same target, towards the dark figure standing in front of the 'fierce eye' with his back to everyone!

The dense barrage of attacks instantly covered the space around the 'Shadow', forming a storm with no blind spots, as if it would tear that area and everything in it to shreds!

However, in the face of this overwhelming and devastating attack, 'Shadow' remained standing motionless.

He didn't even turn around, remaining with his back to the crowd.

Under Hiruzen Sarutobi's watchful gaze, an incredibly bizarre scene unfolded.

The kunai, shuriken, and ninjutsu that shot out from all directions like a torrential rain actually grazed past 'Shadow's' body without any of them being able to touch him!

Instead, it flew past him along a normal trajectory and towards his fellow Konoha ninja.

Boom! !

The fireball struck several Konoha ninjas, turning into a towering wave of fire. The shrill screams were drowned out by the explosion, and the ninjas were instantly engulfed by the scorching flames and turned into charred remains!

Several sharp wind blades sliced ​​several Konoha ninjas in half at the waist. The dull impact was accompanied by the muffled sound of bones shattering. Several ninjas were smashed to pieces by the earth dragon bullets and died on the spot!

Several ninjas convulsed violently and were electrocuted into charred remains, while others, caught off guard, were severely injured by high-pressure water blades!

confusion!

Utter chaos!

All the attacks launched by the Konoha ninjas, whether kunai or ninjutsu, were aimed at their own comrades with increasingly cunning and deadly trajectories!

"what happened?!"

As Hiruzen Sarutobi's pupils contracted sharply upon seeing the several ninjutsu techniques aimed at him.

He instinctively raised his hands to form a hand seal to defend himself against the attacks aimed at him.

However, the moment he raised his hand...

A chilling aura emanated from behind him, and the hairs on Hiruzen Sarutobi's body stood on end instantly!

Driven by the instinct honed from decades of life-or-death struggles, he suddenly twisted his body to the left.

puff! !

With a dull thud as the sharp blade pierced flesh, excruciating pain instantly shot through my right lower back and abdomen!

"cough!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi grunted, his expression turning ferocious and furious, and he suddenly turned his head around.

However, when he saw the person behind him, his expression turned to astonishment.

"you……"

There stood the mountain ninja, holding a blood-stained kunai. His face was filled with extreme terror, but he could not utter a word.

And Hiruzen Sarutobi finally saw it clearly.

Behind the neck of that mountain ninja, a thin, almost transparent thread extended out as if it were alive.

No, not just one, but countless!

Countless threads connected most of the Konoha ninja present, like a cage, extending upwards until they finally connected to…

The figure that hadn't made a move yet spread out its wings, extending countless threads, and rapidly manipulated its ten slender fingers.

It's like a puppeteer sitting on a stage, his fingers flying across the strings, and the puppets on the strings fighting each other to the sound of drums.

However, what accompanied it was not gongs and drums, but screams and wails.

"what!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Why are you……"

"Don't come any closer! My body..."

What was originally a united front against a common enemy turned into a tragic scene of mutual slaughter. Blood, severed limbs, and charred corpses were flying everywhere, piling up like mountains and seas, with blood flowing like a torrent. The scene was extremely gruesome!

However, the puppeteer remained unmoved by the puppet's death; the half of his face beneath the mask simply gazed indifferently down below.

Countless "puppets" were manipulated, and with each swift stroke of the knife, their heads were instantly ripped high into the air by the strings, and the headless and broken puppets immediately collapsed to the ground.

"The Third of the Ten Blades: Puppet Master".

'Shadow' turned to look at Hiruzen Sarutobi, whose expression was one of shock, and softly uttered the name of the last Espada.

"This is their debut," he said with a polite smile. "I hope you all enjoy their performance."

No one responded to him.

But then came the screams of terror, the howls of despair, the wails of agony…

For them.

This is the most passionate and enthusiastic song.

Chapter 181 The Uchiha's blood and tears have run dry

The sun struggled to rise from the distant horizon.

The dim red light barely pierced through the thick, dark clouds, but it could not dispel the nauseating stench of blood and death that permeated the air above the Uchiha clan's territory.

The rain remained cold, washing over the scorched earth, but it could not cleanse the layers upon layers of corpses piled up like mountains, nor the streams that flowed together, turning the muddy ground into a dark red river of blood.

"Get out of the way! My body..."

"Captain, it's me! No..."

"No, don't come any closer! Please! Stop!"

Countless fine, almost transparent threads, resembling a spider web, extended from the 'Puppet Master's' wings in the sky, precisely connecting to the neck joints of the Konoha ninja below.

The 'Puppet Master's' abilities are certainly not powerful enough to control all the Konoha ninjas present. Controlling a living person with self-awareness and manipulating a corpse are not the same level of difficulty at all.

However, it doesn't need to do that.

These Konoha ninjas, controlled by the threads, did not have their minds stripped away; their bodies were simply manipulated like puppets.

Their eyes were filled with terror, despair, pleading, and pain, and tears mixed with rain streamed down their contorted faces!

They could feel their bodies spiraling out of control, and they could see who their kunai were stabbing.

A manipulated Jonin, his eyes bloodshot with rage, watched helplessly as he plunged a kunai into his colleague's heart.

puff!

Blood splattered as the ninja who was dealing with the others clutched his throat and slowly collapsed.

"No!"

The controlled Jonin roared, his body trembling violently but unable to stop. The threads pulled his arm, causing him to swing it at one of his former subordinates once again.

Those Konoha ninjas who were not controlled were also plunged into a state of near despair!

The enemy they faced was not a hideous monster, nor a ninja from another village, but their own comrades!

Seeing the terror and tears on those familiar faces, how could the people who were not being manipulated bring themselves to kill?

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Think of a way to cut those wires!"

"Don't kill him! He's being controlled!"

They could only dodge and parry awkwardly, trying to attack the threads to awaken their companions and to subdue them without harming them.

However, while one side hesitated and yielded, the other pleaded, but its attacks were merciless, swift and ruthless, aimed at vital points!

"puff!"