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

A hoarse, aged voice suddenly boomed out, its chilling killing intent overwhelming all the chaos: "I'm not dead yet!!"

That familiar voice instantly pierced the ears of all the Sand Village ninjas who were stunned by fear and instinctively wanted to blindly flee!

As soon as she finished speaking, Chiyo's disheveled figure flew backward from the dust and mist, staring intently at Hanzo in the distance, two of the three puppets she was holding already broken.

But she is still alive.

Chiyo staggered a few steps and landed in front of the group of Sand Village ninjas. She raised her hand, gathered chakra, and used the Palm Healing Technique on her abdomen.

"Chiyo-sama!"

"Lady Chiyo, your injury..."

She abruptly raised her hand to stop Maki and the others who were rushing over, and calmly said, suppressing the pain in her aged body, "It's alright, that big guy is just intimidating."

Upon hearing this, Maki and the others stopped in their tracks, their previously fearful hearts calming down.

Boom!

The clouds in the sky grew heavier and darker, as if they were about to crash down.

Where the Sunagakure members couldn't see, Chiyo gazed at the enormous shadow in the distance, her eyes filled with a profound and somber expression.

"What exactly is going on? Neither Hanzo's strength nor Ibuki's size is right!"

"Not only has this old guy become stronger than before, but even Ibuki's size has increased!"

Thinking of this, she glanced at the huge black rod at the tail of the salamander, her eyes gleaming.

As far as I remember, Ibuki didn't have that black stick on him before.

Is it because of that thing?

But what exactly did that old man Hanzo do to become stronger with age?

What happened to the promise of having guards protect him 24/7? With this old guy's current strength, who's protecting whom?

"call!"

Chiyo, her body soaked in the rain, clenched her fists slightly and exhaled deeply to shake off useless and chaotic thoughts.

Things have escalated to this point, and there is no possibility of backing down.

She's not the kind of fool who would try to make peace after someone comes knocking on her door.

The scene of Ibuki's appearance had a huge impact on the Sunagakure people, and too many Sunagakure ninja had died. If she were to admit defeat to Hanzo, it would directly lead to the collapse of morale.

and so……

"It seems one of us is destined to die here today."

A shadow of sadness crossed Chiyo's eyes; she already knew the outcome she faced.

How exhausting, the ninja battles.

fear.

Scared.

perturbed.

"You should understand this feeling too."

Chiyo looked at Hanzo in the distance, feeling his immense aura, and thought to herself, "How lucky Hanzo is."

"No matter what price you pay, being able to regain the power of youth is something to be envied and even resented."

A ninja's life is all about fighting.

Even for these elderly people, abandoned by the times, their lives were a constant struggle.

Death and aging were pressing upon her; no matter how glamorous a person may be, they cannot escape the fate of death after aging.

but……

“It’s better to die at your hands, you old bastard, than to sit in a corner where no one notices and silently squander the little life I have left.”

Chiyo's gaze became calm and relieved as she spoke, "Everyone."

In the dead silence, her voice pierced through the rain, reaching the ears of the Sand Village ninja behind her with crystal clarity.

Everyone is constantly fighting for the right choice in their hearts.

Why fight? How to survive?

For the Land of Wind, for the Village Hidden in the Sand, for a better life for my family, for...

No one will give you the answer; all they feel is confusion.

They stood there for various reasons they believed to be correct, watching Chiyo's slightly hunched but still standing at the very front of the group.

Finally, Chiyo uttered a single word.

"kill!"

The moment the order was given was like a spark landing on a pile of hay.

An incredibly strong survival instinct to return home alive, a resilience flowing in their bones, and a fierce determination honed over a long period in desperate environments...

All emotions at this moment are transformed into pure execution.

kill! !

Chapter 135 The goddess of beauty! !

"Wind Escape·Big Breakthrough!"

"Wind Escape·Press!"

"Wind Style: Airflow Dance!"

"Wind escape..."

Dozens, even hundreds, of voices, filled with desperate roars, echoed throughout every corner of the camp!

Streams of air, some powerful, some sharp, and some long, burst forth from the bodies of the Sand Village ninjas!

In an instant, countless pale blue, semi-transparent wisps of wind surged forth, gradually coalescing from thin and chaotic into high-speed tornadoes.

Chiyo then threw out the scroll again, channeling chakra into it through hand seals.

Bang! !

The remaining four puppets, each with a different shape, flew out from the center. All ten members of the Chikamatsu group gathered around Chiyo, all wearing white robes but holding different weapons.

Faced with the turbulent winds created by countless wind-style ninjutsu, three puppets formed a triangular formation in front of them, activating the three mechanisms of "Buddha," "Dharma," and "Sangha."

"Three Treasures Absorb and Collapse!!" Chiyo shouted, her fingers twitching slightly.

In an instant, the three puppets that had formed a triangular formation clasped their hands together, the mechanism emitting a dull clattering sound, and then generating an incredibly terrifying suction force.

The dust, stone chips, and blood in front of him... even the torrential, icy rain, were all swept and pulled wildly by this invisible, violent suction force!

In the past, this technique used a powerful tornado to absorb enemies or ninjutsu into the center of the array and then crush and strangle them.

However, at this moment, Chiyo used it to absorb all the scattered wind-style ninjutsu into it.

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it was forcibly pulled toward the center of the triangle formation, compressed little by little, and shot out from behind the triangle formation!

laugh! !

Wind! Countless winds!

The scattered wind blades spun, converged, and merged!

The sharp wind, the muffled wind pressure, and the piercing whistling sound were no longer scattered, but transformed into a wildly spinning and tearing gray-white horizontal tornado.

This hurricane, formed by the convergence of countless Sand Village ninja's Wind Release techniques, roared towards Hanzo, carrying the power they had gathered!

Wherever the hurricane passed, the air was sucked dry, and deep trenches were plowed into the ground!

"..."

Hanzo stood atop the head of Sanshoyoi Fukushi, the wind whipping his long, platinum-gold hair wildly behind him, while icy rain lashed against his resolute face.

Faced with a hurricane that combined the power of hundreds of Sand Village ninjas and was powerful enough to pulverize anyone, he felt his body trembling violently.

But this time, it wasn't because of fear.

Rather, it was because of something so pure and intense, almost bursting out of his chest and igniting his entire being...

ecstasy!

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of unrestrained, wild laughter erupted, piercing through the howling storm and resounding throughout the heavens and earth!

There was no gloom in that laughter, no fear of death whatsoever, only a near-mad satisfaction and fighting spirit, as if a long-awaited rain had fallen on a drought!

How long?

How long has it been since he felt this fighting spirit that made his blood boil, his muscles bulge, and his soul cheer?

ten years? Or twenty years?

It had been such a long time; he had almost forgotten when he last enjoyed a battle.

At this moment, the helplessness and despair of the past have given way to rumors and gossip.

At this moment, in the face of this storm powerful enough to tear him apart, everything turned into the purest fuel!

This feeling is absolutely wonderful!

It felt like stepping back decades to when Hanzo, before he was burdened with the title of hero, dared to fight against countless powerful figures with only passion and ambition!

Hanzo, who yearned for challenges, for transcendence, and for dancing on the edge of life and death!

He had never been so grateful to 'Shadow'.

If it weren't for the appearance of the 'Shadow', the real Hanzo would have rotted in the mud long ago and died on a rainy night ten years ago.

And now, Hanzo has returned.

Courage is the hymn of humanity.

To do something you know is impossible, and yet still do it, that is true heroism!

"what!"

Hanzo's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped. He ripped off his mask, opened his arms wide as if to embrace the storm, and grinned, "Come on, old woman!"

"Let me give you the most spectacular ending!"

boom! !

Black patterns covered his left side, and the chakra that had been dormant within him for a long time erupted like a dormant volcano!

Chakra began to frantically activate the poison sacs within his body, extracting venom, and a deadly purple poisonous mist surged forth from his body.

"Roar!"

Ibuki, beneath Hanzo's feet, seemed to sense its master's boiling battle intent and roared earth-shatteringly. Its massive body sank slightly as it took a deep breath and exhaled.

Zizizi! !

The sky, which had been faintly lit by moonlight, became dark, and the extremely dense poisonous fog even turned into venomous liquid that dripped down, corroding countless visible holes in the ground.

The next moment, Hanzo raised his hand and formed a hand seal. Under his exquisite chakra control, the thick and deep purple poisonous mist was kneaded, stretched and shaped by an invisible giant hand!

A massive purple serpent, comparable in size to a salamander and composed entirely of highly concentrated venom, proudly took shape and slithered before Hanzo!

Its body is made of viscous venom that boils and bubbles like magma, and its huge mouth, which occupies most of its head, contains sharp teeth that are interlocked like a meat grinder!

"Secret Technique: Ooka Goddess!"

Hanzo stood atop Ibuse's head, his hands forming hand seals as he controlled the solidified, highly venomous beast. His eyes gleamed with an almost manic light, and he roared with a wide grin, "Go!"

"Okami" is the embodiment of the water god, dragon god, and water serpent god in mythology. She controls the waters and brings floods and plagues.

Roar!

With Hanzo's command, the venomous dragon's gaping maw, filled with fangs, opened wide as if emitting a silent roar, and a stench wafted out like a tangible force!

The next moment, it transformed into a purple shadow exuding the aura of death and decay, carrying a pungent stench and a determination to corrode everything, and crashed headlong into the oncoming gray hurricane!

Wherever it went, the vegetation was completely corroded, and even the ground was stripped away, withered, and crushed into dust, turning into a barren, dry land.