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

"retreat!"

Upon witnessing this scene, both Troy and the people of Konoha stopped what they were doing and instantly retreated.

Boom! !

They watched helplessly as a dark crack tore open beneath the hotel, the ground splitting into massive boulders that collapsed and were swallowed by the widening hole.

The earth, which was clearly solid, seemed so fragile and soft, like dough being crushed by fingers.

A moment later, once the tremors subsided, the rising dust gradually dissipated.

What appeared before them was a black hole as deep as an abyss, with no bottom in sight.

"What's this?"

The crowd stared at the abyss with expressions of astonishment and uncertainty, as if a deep darkness was surging within it.

Chapter 36 Blood-Red Wheat Cut by the Sickle

This chilling scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

The ground beneath their feet collapsed into a funnel shape, and the buildings, already reduced to ruins by the explosion, found their outlet, pouring everything into the collapsed hole.

It was as if someone had poked a hole in the sand table, and with a gentle poke, all the sand and gravel collapsed into the hollow underground.

Countless rocks cascaded into the deep pit, filling their ears with a tremendous roar that sounded like a giant creature chewing its food.

"what happened?"

"How could the ground suddenly collapse?"

The crowd continued to move away from the center of the collapse, their gazes towards the distance filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

However, it was as if a giant wave crashed onto the sea, bursting into a raging torrent amidst the roar and splashing water. The uncontrollable gale whipped up dust and smoke tens of meters high, obscuring their vision.

As the roaring sound within the smoke and dust gradually subsided, the group stopped and stared intently at the center of the cloud. Raindrops fell from their foreheads and shattered on their hands, which were forming hand seals. Their intuition told them that there seemed to be something inside...

The last remaining lights had gone out, and the darkness of the rainy night descended. No one panicked, but no one made a sound either; everything fell into a deathly silence, with only the sounds of breathing and the wind and rain.

"Could it have been done by the Hidden Cloud Village?"

Akimichi Tou stared intently into the smoke and dust, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Troy in the distance, where he saw the same solemn expression on Troy's bloodied and mangled face.

So, it was those guys from Iwagakure who did it?

But what's the point?

"Tang, senior Tang Dong."

Just as Akimichi Tou was filled with doubt, a voice came from beside him.

And there seemed to be a hint of fear in that trembling voice.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at his side, only to see Hinata Kumokawa staring intently into the distance with his Byakugan activated. A drop of water, whether rain or sweat, gathered from his forehead and flowed down to his chin before dripping down.

"Something's about to come out!" Hinata Kumokawa said in a trembling voice.

Lightning struck the night sky at that moment, its branch-like patterns spreading across the sky.

Under the blazing white lightning, a figure flashed by in the distance amidst the smoke and dust.

Boom!

Thunder rumbled from the distant night sky, its deafening roar seeming as if the heavens were filled with rage and disgust.

Why was he so enraged?

There's no need for anyone to guess the answer, because the answer has already been revealed.

Snap... Snap...

The footsteps that reached my ears were crisp and ethereal, without anything strange, yet they went straight to my heart. Each sound brought the air to resonate, and my eardrums, scalp, and even bones vibrated along with them.

A figure slowly walked out from the reflection in their pupils.

They finally saw the figure walking towards them, dressed in a black robe as dark as the stormy night, as if staring at an empty shadow, a shadow radiating fear, decay, and the abyss.

Only those eyes, those blue and white eyes, shimmered in the shadows, as if they were suppressing something.

"..."

Troy suddenly had a feeling, a feeling that came from nowhere.

Even if you attack it now, you will only cut through the overflowing black shadow; the blade will not get a single drop of blood or flesh on it.

He always trusted his intuition, and his whole body tensed up.

That guy... something's not right.

"you……"

Ryoma Aburame squinted his eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something.

The Root ninja in front of him instinctively raised his hand and gripped the kunai and short sword in his hand...

At that moment, those eyes, which had been empty and unfocused, seemed to finally find their focus, looking in the direction of Aburame Ryoma, and raised their hands to wave gently.

"Get out of the way!"

Aburame Ryoma felt a chill run down his spine. The bone-chilling, invisible coldness made the insects inside him rage. He roared and retreated without hesitation.

呲.

The invisible wind blade, like a full moon, tore a slit in the air in front of it, instantly extending an arc several meters long, slashing towards the several Root ninjas in front of it.

The Root ninjas, who had been making some movements, suddenly froze, standing still without warning. Their faces beneath their masks were blank, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Gradually, the separated airflow filled back in little by little, and the shriek of the slashing knife was drawn out for a very long time.

puff!puff!puff!

The next moment, a gust of wind seemed to slice through them like a blade, and the people "standing" in front of them were cut in half as if by an invisible blade.

The upper body of those Root ninjas was separated from their lower body, their upper bodies broken off and slid to the ground, their eyes filled with confusion and helplessness, looking like blood-red wheat that had been cut down with a sickle.

The blood in his body suddenly shot up from the broken waist, pouring down a torrential downpour of blood that chilled everyone to the bone in the rainy night.

It quickly flowed into a pool of blood, reflecting the blank stares on everyone's faces.

"what!!"

The Root ninjas, who had been cut in half at the waist, did not die immediately. The excruciating pain finally traveled along their nerves to the extremities of their brains, and their extremely shrill and terrified screams echoed all around them.

"What kind of ninjutsu is that?"

"Wind Release?"

The screams seemed to jolt everyone awake. Akimichi Tou suddenly snapped back to reality, a chill running down his spine. He muttered, "What a joke? How could it possibly have such power?"

How did that guy manage to cover hundreds of meters in just one second?!

Large amounts of shocking blood were still gushing out, like a fountain of blood slicing open an artery. The scarlet, viscous blood engulfed everyone's vision, and all that could be seen was a bewitching crimson.

The sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and wailing blended together, like the accompaniment for a devil's cruel torture.

In the distance, the figure slowly raised his hands and opened them, his black robes billowing like large wings.

"Slaughter, death, blood, hatred, fear, despair, pain, screams, wails..."

The hoarse voice gradually rose from a low hum until it reached a clearly audible level of pleasure, whispering, "Another noisy night."

He seemed to genuinely use the screams of the Root ninjas as background music; he deliberately didn't let them die immediately. The terror, madness, and pleasure in his words sent chills down everyone's spines.

A branch-shaped bolt of lightning flashed through the dark clouds, turning the world gray and white once more, the lightning illuminating everyone's pale faces.

They had no idea who the guy in front of them was, but that didn't stop them from knowing the established facts before them.

monster.

This guy who suddenly appeared is definitely a monster!

A powerful monster that feeds on killing, death, despair, and painful screams!

Chapter 37 Ants, your strength is as weak as your lives.

monster?

The monster in the eyes of Akimichi Tou and the others was naturally Hyuga Kumokawa himself.

Looking at the crowd in the distance, their throats bobbing up and down, he knew that the Wind Release ninjutsu he had accumulated for hours and used up most of his chakra to release had not disappointed him in its final effect.

Madara Uchiha was able to unleash terrifying power from Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation, a B-rank ninjutsu, and now Hyuga Kumokawa, who possesses the Otsutsuki bloodline talent, can naturally achieve a similar effect.

The entrance was absolutely perfect, instantly stunning everyone present.

However, that alone is far from enough.

He had to etch fear into their very bones, so that his first appearance before the world would leave an unforgettable impression on everyone.

"Humans, are you from the Ninja Clan?"

The hoarse, weathered voice reached everyone's ears once more. Aburame Ryoma, who had nearly died from that attack, snapped out of his shock and instinctively looked towards the black figure in the distance through the rain.

"..."

There was no response from the crowd, or rather, they were still in shock.

Ninja Sect? What Ninja Sect?

"Won't you answer?"

Hinata Kumokawa's voice was very soft.

He slowly closed his eyes, completely opening his mind to sense the power far above the night sky.

If Otsutsuki Toneri could do it without eyes, there's no reason he couldn't now that he possesses both the Byakugan and the Otsutsuki bloodline.

Hinata Kumokawa's spiritual power stretched like a thread, extending towards the moon shrouded in dark clouds in the night sky.

Just as his mental strength was about to reach its limit, he finally felt that strangely familiar power.

Even if the connection is very subtle, one can still feel the terrifying power it possesses.

That was the giant Tenseigan formed by the convergence of the Byakugan of all the descendants of the Otsutsuki clan, a qualitative change resulting from quantitative change.

At this moment, separated by hundreds of thousands of kilometers, Hyuga Kumokawa, relying on his own bloodline, unlocked a sliver of "authority."

Something called "pupil power" began to flow into his body, making the world in front of him clearer, and the power hidden in his white eyes was also triggered.

hum! !

In an instant, an exceptionally terrifying aura surged from Hyuga Kumokawa's body.

Everyone who looked at him felt an immense fear surge forth, a fear that seemed to come from the very depths of their being.

It felt like a knife had been placed against their necks without their knowledge, or like their skin being licked by a predator at the top of the food chain. In that instant, everyone instinctively wanted to take a half step back.

However, when Xiang Yunchuan slowly opened his eyes that day, his thin eyelids lifted, and his bright blue eyes, as clear as glass, lit up in the darkness, as if he had gazed at the world again after thousands of years.

His gaze was like a thousand knives piercing through the crowd; with just one look, he froze everyone in place!

"Such immense power..."

Hinata Kumokawa lowered his eyelids, looked at his own palm, and slowly clenched his fist, making a crisp sound.

Kaka!

Is it really that powerful just by prying open a tiny bit?

"Not enough." He lightly licked his lips and whispered, "Not enough!"

Meanwhile, as Hinata Kumokawa shifted his gaze to familiarize himself with this power...

"Ho! Whoosh!"

The people who had been frozen in place seemed to be released from their restraints, and they took a deep breath to adjust their disordered breathing.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Ryoma Aburame finally snapped out of his fear, sweat and rain mingling as they rolled down his throat.

His pupils trembled as he looked at the figure in the distance. Fear suddenly gave way to resentment and hatred, and his blood-soaked face became ferocious.

I can't die, I can't die here!