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

What appeared before everyone was a pair of enormous wings.

Each feather is clearly visible as it unfolds, layer upon layer, with perfect texture and edges radiating a soft white glow.

"set off!"

As Hinata Kumokawa finished speaking, the white wings behind him fluttered gracefully and slightly downwards!

call! !

A powerful wave of air pressed down instantly, squeezing the water on the ground and forming a clear puddle.

The surrounding rain was instantly blown away and lifted into the air, the tent curtains were violently torn and fluttered by the airflow, and Hyuga Unkawa's figure suddenly rose into the air.

Under the expectant, astonished, or shocked gazes of everyone, the white figure traced an upward trajectory in the dim rain with an inviolable, solemn, and steady demeanor.

The others, in their own ways, followed closely behind that figure, soaring into the thick rain clouds against the backdrop of the icy rain.

All that remained on the open ground was a curtain of rain, briefly parted by the powerful wind pressure and then gradually closing again, and a group of Konoha ninjas holding their breath, their hearts churning with turbulent emotions.

"..."

Jiraiya clenched his fists, his gaze following the rapidly shrinking figures in the sky, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Hinata Kumokawa's character, talent, and wisdom deeply moved him.

Without a doubt, this is the "hope" that the gods have once again bestowed upon Konoha, just like Minato Namikaze did in the past.

However, if Yun Chuan's plan is to succeed, he will inevitably become the object of hatred for countless Yun Yin ninjas.

At that time, Yugito Nii, the Two-Tails Jinchuriki of Kumogakure, will descend into madness and show no mercy whatsoever...

"You must come back safely, otherwise I won't be able to face my father."

Jiraiya murmured something under his breath, his eyes gradually hardening, and then he abruptly turned and walked back into his tent.

Young people are working this hard.

As a senior, he also needs to do what he should do.

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Lead-gray clouds hung heavily over the battlefield of the Moon Kingdom.

The raindrops that hit the ground no longer splashed up water, but instead created a dark red mud mixture of blood and scorched earth.

The ground was ravaged beyond recognition by ninjutsu and explosions, and rainwater flowed through the scorched earth, forming several murky streams with a sickly pink hue.

As far as the eye could see, broken kunai and shuriken were deeply embedded in the mud, and the remains of corpses were scattered like forgotten garbage in the mud and sewage.

The borders of the Moon Kingdom have now become a swamp of blood and fire.

"Cloud Flow - Flame Slash!"

Atsui brandished his flame-wrapped ninja sword, burning a Konoha ninja who charged at him to ashes. He looked around, panting heavily, somewhat exhausted.

The air inhaled into the lungs was a mixture of the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, the strong, sweet and pungent smell of evaporating blood, and the stench of burnt flesh.

Each breath felt like forcibly stuffing a lump of wet cotton soaked in filthy blood into my lungs, cold, damp, and burning.

Konoha's offensive was like a frenzied tide, accompanied by roars and howls, crashing against the Cloud Village's defenses wave after wave.

This offensive was even more ferocious than the previous ones.

"It's so hot! It's so hot!"

Despite the icy rain pattering against her face, Atsi felt her skin burning from the heatwave, unable to distinguish between sweat and rain.

He uttered his favorite phrase, swatting away a Konoha ninja with a backhand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are these bastards from Konoha insane?"

Konoha has used far too many explosive tags in these recent offensives!

boom! boom!

As soon as he had this thought, a series of loud noises, like continuous war drums, erupted, and red flames burst forth, only to be quickly extinguished by the rain.

It only left more scorched pits on the ground and scalding hot air rising into the air.

Two Cloud Village ninjas near the epicenter of the explosion were torn to pieces before they could even scream, their severed limbs and scalding mud flying everywhere.

However, such losses are simply not worth it!

So many explosive tags were used to kill only two Cloud Village ninjas—what a waste! Doesn't Konoha consider the future of the battle?!

"Fire Release·Dragon Fire Technique!"

Feeling the heat coming from behind, Atsi did not hesitate to dodge to the side. The next moment, a beam of fire grazed past him, making his skin feel burned and stinging.

The flames instantly evaporated a patch of water, engulfing two Cloud Village ninjas who couldn't dodge in time. The scorching heat, carrying the smell of burning and shrill screams, spread outwards.

puff!

Atsui appeared behind the Konoha ninja, his blade wreathed in flames as he severed the ninja's head.

He glanced instinctively at the headless corpse lying on the ground.

Just as I was about to look away, I suddenly stopped.

But when he turned his gaze back to the corpse, he could no longer find that fleeting glimpse of something unusual.

"what happened?"

Atsi stared intently at the corpse, his gaze sweeping over it repeatedly, muttering, "Where...where is something amiss?"

There must be some very important but overlooked anomaly!

I already noticed it!

"no!"

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, hoisted the headless corpse onto his shoulder, called his two teammates to join him, and without having time to explain to them, turned and ran towards the rear camp.

Definitely! There must be something missing!

Even if it can't be found, I must let my sister know. She will definitely find it!

Chapter 105 The Power to Master Nature?!

At this moment, in the Cloud Village's base, Samui's brows were furrowed.

"Still haven't been able to extract any useful information?"

She looked at Yukito, who was wiping the blood from his hands, and asked in a deep voice.

Although she was not on the battlefield as the commander, she could sense that Konoha's movements were unusual, but she couldn't figure out Konoha's intentions and purpose.

"No."

Yugito and his companion shook their heads, glancing at the Konoha Jonin who was no longer human and had completely lost consciousness.

"This guy threw up after going to FUNFUN Street a few times, so he probably has no idea what Jiraiya's plans are."

After saying that, Yugito paused for a moment and comforted her, "Could it be that there really is no conspiracy, and they just don't have the patience to drag it out any longer?"

Samui shook his head, his unease not only failing to dissipate but growing stronger.

"Sister! Sister!"

Just then, Atsi ran over carrying a headless corpse, his shouts interrupting Samui and Yukito's thoughts.

"What are you doing?" Samui suppressed his anxiety and frowned as he looked at him.

"Sister, look at this corpse!" Atsi released the corpse and let it fall to the ground.

"What are you looking at?" Samui's brows furrowed.

Atsi scratched his head and whispered, "I don't know either, I just feel like something's not right."

"..." Samui's face darkened.

"Azui, you bastard, don't cause trouble here!" Yugito, who was standing to the side, twitched his lips, walked over, grabbed him by the collar, and was about to drag him outside.

"No! Sister!" Atsui struggled and shouted, "Something's really wrong with Konoha! They're throwing explosive tags like kunai this time! They... ugh!"

Before Atsui could finish speaking, Yugito covered her mouth.

But at that moment, Samui suddenly raised his head.

"Wait!" She narrowed her eyes, called out to Yugito and Atsui, and said thoughtfully, "Atsui, you're saying that Konoha's rate of consuming explosive tags is wrong?"

This was something Samui, who was stationed behind the battlefield, was unaware of; only those who were on the battlefield could discover such a subtle anomaly.

"Mmm!" Atsi nodded repeatedly as her mouth was covered.

After a moment's thought, Samui stood up and said in a deep voice, "I need to go to the battlefield myself and see for myself."

“Samui!” Yugito frowned. “If Konoha finds out, you’ll be targeted and beheaded!”

"It's alright," Samui shook her head and smiled. "You'll protect me, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yukito fell silent, then sighed and said helplessly, "You're too willful. I really can't do anything with you."

Samui let out a deep breath, gave his deputy a few instructions, and then left the tent.

Soon, the three arrived at the front line of the battlefield and stood on high ground to look into the distance.

Samui stared intently at everything happening before him, feeling everything he could sense.

The drizzling rain was icy cold, mixing with the unique smells of mud, gunpowder, and blood from the battlefield, creating a nauseating, foul odor.

The air was filled with a distorted mix of sounds: the booming of ninjutsu, screams and howls, deafening explosions, and the grating sound of metal clashing...

Sweat mingled with the cold rain, streaming down Samui's face, but what tightened her heart even more was the lingering sense of unease.

Where is it?

Where does this sense of incongruity come from?

"It's so hot," Atsi blurted out unconsciously.

hot?

Samui's pupils contracted sharply as he finally realized what was amiss.

Temperature! The temperature is wrong!

This is no ordinary temperature for a battle!

Every time she opened her mouth to breathe, it felt as if she were swallowing hot, foul-smelling air, her throat burning with pain.

Samui's sharp gaze swept across the battlefield, and sure enough, he saw bursts of orange-red flames from explosions everywhere.

The detonation tags exploded continuously, far exceeding the intensity of previous attacks.

Each explosion unleashed an astonishing wave of heat, violently heating the surrounding air.

Moreover, and not only because of the detonator...

"Fire Release!" Samui's throat bobbed as he hoarsely exclaimed, "The number of Fire Release ninjas is wrong! There are too many!"

The heat generated by the fire-style techniques and the explosive tags far exceeds the intensity of normal combat.

The scorching flames repeatedly baked the damp, cold air, and the enormous heat generated evaporated the rainwater, forming distorted white vapor that rose upwards.

Konoha's purpose in deliberately piling up Fire Release techniques and scattering explosive tags was far more than just killing!

This is practically cooking up this battlefield!

Thinking of this, Samui suddenly raised his head and looked at the low, oppressive, and churning thick rain clouds.

The thick, dark clouds were not a still curtain, but were churning and surging violently, as if constantly being pushed up by the immense heat rising from the battlefield below.

Under the moisture of the rain and the evaporation of the heat, the clouds are accumulating and thickening at an unprecedented speed, making it so oppressive that it's hard to breathe, as if the sky might collapse at any moment!

"Explosive tags and fire-style techniques... air temperature rises... updrafts... transforming into clouds..."

Countless thoughts gradually connected at this moment, and Samui finally realized Konoha's purpose.

Is this an artificially created rainy environment?

But why, and what is the significance?

"Sis! I remember now!"

Just then, Atsui suddenly shouted, pointing at the corpses of the Konoha ninja, "Their shoes! It's the shoes that are wrong!"

Samui subconsciously looked down and his gaze settled on the feet of several corpses.