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

It is Karin, who is only four years old this year.

"You, you guys..."

Her legs were trembling violently, her teeth were chattering, her face was deathly pale, and her red eyes, which were covered by glasses, were filled with tears of fear.

But she still spread her arms wide, using her thin, paper-like body to shield her mother.

"No, you're not allowed to... touch Mommy!" Her voice trembled and was choked with sobs.

Seeing this, Nagato froze on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment.

In the end, Kakuzu extended black lines like tentacles and effortlessly lifted Karin, who was blocking his way.

"Kid, calm down." His voice was muffled through the mask. "If we wanted to kill you and your mother, we would have done it already."

The shadow walked towards the woman, but when it saw the woman's appearance clearly, the face in the shadows frowned slightly.

At this moment, he was even more aware that the original illustrations had been embellished.

How could bite marks be so neat as if they were imprinted? The real scene was far more shocking than what was depicted in the comic.

Her body collapsed, as if the flesh and blood that sustained her life had been drained away, and her large, tattered clothes hung on her body, like a piece of rugged mountain rock.

The bones of his shoulders and arms protrude sharply and fragilely from his skin, their jagged edges clearly visible, and his entire body is covered with layers of new and old teeth marks.

From relatively "fresh" dark purple scars with dark red bruises and lacerations, to old, darkened, sunken wounds that resemble lunar craters.

The marks were dense and numerous, like ugly branding marks, so deep that the bone was visible, and almost no intact skin was spared.

"How is it?" Nagato asked.

"..." 'Shadow' shook her head silently.

too exaggerated.

It's important to know that even Nagato, who was also a member of the Uzumaki clan and possessed extremely strong vitality, only died after being subjected to the continuous exploitation of the Rinnegan, the Gedo Mazo, and the Rinne Rebirth Technique.

But these guys actually sucked the Uzumaki clan members to death one bite at a time, making it impossible to imagine what Uzumaki Karin's mother had gone through in Kusagakure.

Even though he considered himself to have a very low bottom line, he had to admit that the guys from Kusagakure were still more beastly.

"Wha, what?"

Karin, who had been struggling in Kakuzu's grasp, froze, staring blankly at the 'Kage' who shook his head, seemingly unable to understand what he meant.

Nagato frowned and said in a deep voice, "Is there absolutely no chance of saving him?"

As a member of the same Uzumaki clan who had also had his life force extracted, how could he not know the answer to this question?

But he still held a sliver of hope for this mysterious fellow in front of him.

"This body is indeed dead. Its life force has been completely drained, leaving not a trace. I don't even know how it managed to hold on until now."

At this point, 'Shadow' turned her head slightly to look at the speechless Karin, knowing that the reason this woman was able to live until now was because of her daughter Karin.

Vitality isn't like a health bar in a game; you don't die when it's drained.

Like Nagato being drained of his life force by the Gedo Mazo, he was already half-dead.

It's probably because she knows that after she dies, Karin will take her place and become a blood bag for the ninjas of Kusagakure, that she has been holding on until now.

However, even the strongest will cannot make up for a completely depleted body.

"Ah... Ugh!"

Karin was about to cry out when Kakuzu suddenly covered her mouth.

"You just said that 'this body' is dead, right?" As an immortal, Kakuzu keenly sensed the unusual nature of the 'Shadow's' words.

"Yes."

'Shadow' nodded and smiled, 'In my opinion, death is not terrible. Death is never the end of life, but just a long sleep.'

Upon hearing this, Nagato, who had been silent, raised his head, only to find himself being stared at by the 'Shadow'.

"Should I?" Nagato asked hesitantly.

He thought the 'shadow' referred to the heretical art of reincarnation and rebirth.

But that's a truly forbidden technique. If he were to use it in his current state, White Zetsu Tobi would probably be crippled.

"No, I only have one request."

The 'Shadow' couldn't help but chuckle, raising his hand to point towards the Hidden Grass Village behind him: "How about leaving those guys to me?"

He was well aware of the rage in Nagato's heart at that moment. If it weren't for the uncertainty about the fate of his clansmen, Nagato would have already gone to make Kusagakure feel the pain.

"..." Nagato gave him a deep look, and finally nodded, saying, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Seemingly realizing that the three were saving her mother, Karin, who had been struggling, finally quieted down.

'Shadow' walked up to the woman, his gaze sweeping over her face.

Without a doubt, she is a great mother.

Similarly, when they die, they must be filled with deep hatred and obsession.

"It's a pity that Orochimaru hasn't mastered the Soul Devouring Technique yet."

He sighed, thinking he would treat it as an experiment, and silently recited in his mind: "Extract the soul of the designated target, implant, one-time soul devouring technique."

He paused for a moment, then added, "According to my design for Orochimaru, he will have a black body and a white mask, and there will also be a Hollow hole in his chest..."

[Spend 2000 points, will you realize this?]

"It seems they haven't had time to enter the Pure Land yet, otherwise it wouldn't be this price."

'Shadow,' or rather, Hinata Kumokawa, muttered with a hint of reluctance, 'Manifestation, Manifestation.'

hum! !

The moment the thought arose, he suddenly felt a connection between himself and the woman in front of him.

This feeling is different from the souls that died in the dungeon or were collected after being killed by Hidan. Those souls were simply imprisoned by him within the enclosed space of the dungeon.

But the woman in front of him was different.

This is a master-servant relationship originating from the soul level. No matter where it is placed in the ninja world, it will not be forcibly taken away by the Pure Land of the Six Paths.

At the same time, in Nagato's slightly dilated pupils, a black soul rose from the woman's body.

"Go."

Looking at the 'illusion' before him, the 'shadow' chuckled softly: 'Tear it apart, devour it, resent it.'

"Now, it's your turn to devour them!"

Chapter 100: The Death Brought by the First 'Hollow'

Time, late at night.

The village of Kusagakure was enveloped in a familiar, oppressive atmosphere, a mixture of vigilance and numbness.

"cheers!"

On the night watch, several Kusagakure ninjas were eating grilled meat and gulping down alcohol, their faces flushed with a tipsy rosy hue.

"That's about enough," said the Kusagakure Jonin who hadn't joined in, helplessly. "If those 'realists' see this, I'll get scolded for you guys again."

Legend has it that Kusagakure once opened the "Box of Bliss," the ultimate weapon from the era of the Sage of Six Paths, capable of granting any wish, and almost used it to rule the ninja world.

But then, one day, the Hidden Grass Village was suddenly destroyed.

Since then, two opposing forces have emerged in Kusagakure: the pro-war faction "Kusa no Mi" who want to revive Kusagakure, and the anti-war faction "Kusa no Hana".

Of course, the so-called anti-war and pro-war factions are just different in their interests; they are essentially the same.

Their squad is the "Flower of Grass," an anti-war group.

To be precise, they should be called "compromisers".

"Boss, why are you taking this so seriously? Your shift is about to change."

A Chunin from Kusagakure complained, his face flushed, "Given the current situation in the ninja world, who knows when Iwagakure will join in, and our Land of Grass will once again become a battlefield for powerful nations."

"If I die by then, I won't be able to drink it even if I want to."

"If that day ever comes, I will definitely bring that woman with me. If I get injured, I can bite her and it might save my life."

"Don't forget about the smaller one; we don't know if the treatment will be even more effective."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Several Kusagakure ninja laughed wildly, their words implying that they didn't consider Karin and her daughter to be human at all.

Or rather, the entire Kusagakure village, from top to bottom, is like this.

If even one person had stood up to stop or oppose it, Karin's mother wouldn't have been drained of her life force and died.

"Speaking of which, what has Wuwei been up to lately? I haven't seen him in a long time."

"Of course it's in Hozuki Castle. Isn't that workaholic always like that?"

Seeing that the group continued to do as they pleased, the Grass Village Jonin stood up helplessly and said, "I'll go outside and keep watch. You guys continue drinking, but don't go too far."

Before anyone could respond, he stepped out of the room.

The night was as dark as ink, and a thin mist hung in the air, casting a damp and eerie shadow over the already messy and simple village houses.

The lamplight cast a dim, swaying halo through the window, and the occasional suppressed arguments or indistinct murmurs in the distance only served to emphasize the lifeless and desolate atmosphere of Kusagakure.

"..."

The Grass Village Jonin frowned and subconsciously tightened his clothes.

The village of Kusagakure seems unusually cold tonight, and the night seems unusually deep.

The air seemed to freeze, and even the howling wind suddenly stopped.

Just then, the Grass Village Jonin suddenly felt an indescribable chill, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

He subconsciously turned around and saw that the air was slightly distorted.

It seems that something resides in both the tangible and the intangible.

I'm standing right in front of him right now.

hum.

The Grass Village Jonin's body suddenly stiffened, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment as if gripped by an invisible hand.

Immediately afterwards, I felt something sweep past my body, and my soul was forcibly torn apart and stripped away.

This is the ultimate pain from the depths of the soul.

But this pain could not be vented at all, because his soul had been extracted and he could no longer control his body.

He could only watch helplessly as his exposed skin lost its luster at a visible rate, and as his vision receded directly away from his body.

In his spirit form, he finally saw what it was.

A phantom figure, seemingly covered entirely in a black robe, appeared to be writhing and flowing with an intensely black liquid.

What covered the head was not a human face, but a pale white bone mask.

Where its eyes were, there were two bottomless, pitch-black holes; its teeth were exposed; and in the center of its chest was a huge, pitch-black void.

The moonlight passed through her body, casting no shadow on the ground, only a hazy outline.

"What's this?!"

As the last thought of the Grass Village Jonin arose, the white spirit was completely swallowed.

boom!

His body, which had been standing still, crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

"Wait, don't speak, is there some noise outside?"

Although they were already drunk, the strange noise still instantly alerted the several Kusagakure ninjas in the room, who abruptly stood up.

Before they could get up and do anything, they suddenly felt the air temperature drop sharply and saw an invisible, distorted figure.

hum! !

Uncontrollably, white spiritual energy was forcibly extracted from their mouths, noses, eyes, ears, and even the pores of their skin.