Konoha: Start with omniscience and omnipotence

Chapter 185 [185] The afterglow of the times

Been cheated.

The moment Kurosawa, the Third Kazekage, rushed out of the smoke, this thought came to his mind for the first time.

He waved his big hand, and the iron dust like black smoke swept in all directions, washing away everything in sight.

When everything had dispersed, the Shura Field, which was filled with tragic and scarlet red, was completely reflected in his eyes.

"Kazekage-sama!"

"Sandaime-sama!"

The surrounding Sunagakure ninjas gathered around him.

Kurosawa stretched out his hand to hold it down, signaling them to calm down.

His eyebrows were furrowed.

No, that's not right.

If it was just to kill dozens of Sunagakure ninjas, that old guy Hiruzen Sarutobi would never be able to bear the reputation of colluding with other villages for this. After all, the information he sent to Sunagakure some time ago was incomplete.

It's fake - and the old guy cares about feathers more than ordinary people can.

So, was it Aida Masaki who saw through all this in advance?

Since when?

Moreover, if he had seen through these plans, why did he show up here specially?

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While thinking, Kurosawa's face suddenly stiffened, the iron sand behind him subconsciously flew away, and his voice was urgent:

"retreat!"

"Go back to Green Lake City!"

The Sunagakure ninjas behind him were at a loss at first.

Gradually, everyone came to think of an irresistible possibility.

The retracement direction is smooth all the way.

But this kind of 'unobstructedness' made Kurosawa feel more anxious and anxious.

Throughout the entire journey of hundreds of kilometers, they were such a conspicuous team, but they did not see a single reconnaissance team patrolling the journey. Occasionally, they could find some dried black blood between the trees and on the edge of the sand dunes, but the bodies had long since

It disappeared without a trace, probably eaten clean by creatures in the rainforest or desert.

Every step backward confirmed the worst suspicion in his heart.

Until, return to Green Lake City.

Black smoke curled up, and you could smell the faint smell of blood splashing on the sand from dozens of meters away. A little light appeared behind the tall city wall, making the slightly bleak sky red.

In front of the gate of Green Lake City, a decayed pale wooden stick is inserted like a provocation.

At the tip, a head with bleeding from all its orifices was inserted.

Luosha.

Kurosawa stood in front of his disciple's head and said nothing for a long time. His eyes dropped, and there was no change in emotion on his face.

Only the constantly changing iron sand around him represents the man's inner violence that rises and falls like air pressure.

After a long time, he waved to the Sunagakure ninjas beside him.

Dry and hoarse voice:

"Go put out the fire and look for people who are still alive."

"yes."

No one would turn a blind eye at such a time. The Sunagakure ninjas behind them dispersed and flew towards the supply warehouse in the city.

As for Kurosawa, he seemed very tired.

He didn't mind the blood on the ground and the ferocious head in front of him. He slowly sat down cross-legged, pinched his eyebrows slightly, and closed his eyes.

For a moment, he actually doubted whether his choice to start a war was right.

Especially, it was at the moment when the disciple who had been following him for the longest time and was almost designated as the direct disciple of the Fourth Kazekage died.

But reality is what people experience.

Everyone is being pushed by each other, and it is difficult to stop moving forward - no matter who is willing or unwilling.

The Sunagakure ninjas wearing Zanpakutō rushed into the city to investigate, dismantled some of the traps on the outside, and then began to extinguish the burning materials in the corner of the city, trying to rescue some of them.

The combustible parts of the fresh water, medicinal materials, dried military rations, ninja tools, and military ration pills were mostly burned. Only a large number of steel ninja tools piled inside were still intact, except for the need to be repolished and the center of gravity changed slightly.

, you can still use it.

However, there was not much military rations.

This is even more deadly than the loss of fresh water.

As we all know, the Kingdom of Wind is a country with most of its borders located in desert areas.

If fresh water can be obtained by extracting groundwater and finding oases to draw water, food cannot grow from the ground overnight.

Moreover, both the Fire Country and the Earth Country will inevitably block their food purchase routes through various channels.

As for seeking help from daimyo.

The previous great name of the Kingdom of Wind still died in an unknown manner.

People in the palace will not follow the same opinions as the general public. The selection and succession of daimyo are important matters related to the vital interests of their nobles, and they cannot be taken lightly.

"Kazekage-sama!"

While waiting for the search results in the city, Kurosawa heard a shout from afar.

When he looked up, he saw Ye Cang, who was covered in wounds, being supported by a sand ninja and standing by the city gate, looking quite embarrassed.

It's not just her.

There were at least a thousand Sunagakure ninjas stationed in Green Lake City. They faced the Konoha ninjas who only had one squadron. Although they had never fought head-on, even if there were a thousand pigs, let a squadron chop them back and forth.

, it can’t be cut in a moment.

Let alone a human being.

Therefore, after the complete defeat, there were not a few Sunagakure ninjas who escaped from the military formation.

"Ye Cang!"

Finally seeing a familiar living person, Kurosawa strode forward and said in an urgent voice: "What exactly happened here? How many people are there? Where are the remaining people?"

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"Third generation lord, this is Aida Shouki."

Ye Cang was obviously trying to keep up his energy. There were quite a few cuts on her waist and thighs, which were simply bandaged. There were thick red blood stains on the dirty bandages, and her left arm was obviously abnormal.

The angle is broken and the lips turn white:

"Number of people. A total of twenty-four people."

"But everyone has Zanpakutō, and one of them, a woman, has the ability to cut through a large-scale barrier from the front. Everyone is very strong, and I can only barely block two of them."

"Their Zanpakutō has a greater bonus to chakra, and the natural energy lasts longer than ours. It is much stronger than the quality of Earth Kingdom."

"In order to hold back Aida Masaki, Rasa was killed one-on-one by him in a head-on confrontation."

"And the rest of the companions can't stop them at all."

As if remembering the powerlessness he felt at that moment, Ye Cang couldn't help but lower his head with difficulty, unwilling to expose his ugly appearance with red eyes to others.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, her actual meaning was already obvious.

Kurosawa is aware of Ye Cang's strength.

Even among the famous Jonin, her strength belongs to the top group. She also masters the unpredictable secret technique of Muji Burning Release, which can kill all enemies the moment she comes into contact with the Burning Release Ball.

Bake dry.

At the same time, she was also assigned a Zanpakutō.

However, it could only block two people.

"Twenty-four people."

These are all ninjas who stand on the threshold of the 'shadow' level.

When did people with such tyrannical power become so common?

Thinking of this, Luo Sha slowly turned her head to look at the city. There were more injured people lying on the street supported by others, and she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unreality.

It was as if the samurai army in ancient times met a genin who had just learned a powerful fireball technique, but was wiped out by one man.

He touched the pale hammer on his waist and spoke subconsciously.

I don't know if I'm asking Ye Cang or myself, but my tone is quite bleak:

"Are ninjas going to be eliminated by the times too?"

"Jiang Hui?"

On the way to evacuate, Aida Masaki was thinking about something when his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice coming from his side.

Turning his head, Uchiha Shinya looked at him with some confusion.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiangtian Jianghui shook his head, pressed his eyebrows, and said gently:

"fine."

Zhenmi's eyes stayed on him for a while, making sure that there was really nothing wrong with him, and then he seemed to feel a little calmer.

Aida Masaki continued to rub his eyebrows.

This time, I was a little bit too full.

Since he created the 'Star Ball Space', this is the first time Aida Masaki has killed so many people in one go.

Naturally, the souls of these ninjas after death did not successfully return to the Pure Land, but were absorbed into his Origin Space as nutrients, gradually growing his own power.

Aida Masaki could clearly feel that pieces of fragmented and messy chakra were gradually integrated into his body and constantly being integrated.

However, this ‘integration’ also takes a while.

If his total amount of chakra hadn't been beyond ordinary people's imagination, perhaps the mere moment when these fragmented chakras poured in at once would have been enough to 'transform' him into a different person.

Chakra is the product of life energy and spiritual energy.

However, this fragmented, shattered Chakra seems to contain only a highly refined, pure Yin Escape attribute Chakra.

How did this come about?

Is it simply explained as a characteristic of ‘original space’?

Aida Masaki had to start thinking.

After all, the number of ninjas is limited.

In a war, the number of ninjas that can be killed by him alone is also very limited.

If it is necessary to kill people as a premise to absorb this fragmented power, which is equivalent to one of thousands and can be used by him, then even if Aida Masaki kills all the ninjas in the world, he will not reach this level in this life.

Less than the height of the Sage of Six Paths.

In fact, he may not even be able to reach the level of Senju Hashirama.

The popularization and feedback of Zanpakutō is a very long process.

A multi-pronged approach is necessary.

Back at the camp, all members of the Sword Squadron were disbanded and assigned back to their original departments. At the same time, they also reported the beginning and end of the Green Lake City victory to all levels.

Soon after the top and bottom intelligence is unified, Hatake Sakumo will probably launch a counterattack on the Sunagakure front line.

Everyone present knew this, so they naturally had to seize the opportunity to rest.

Aida Masaki returned to the camp with some questions in his heart.

As soon as he opened the curtain, he saw a half-kneeling figure.

"Swift!"

Yue Guangzheng, who had always been hidden in the shadow of Aida Masaki, reacted very quickly. Almost at the moment Aida Masaki saw the figure, the ink-black blade was already mercilessly placed on the man's neck.

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"Zhengyi."

Aangda Shohui frowned and called him in a low voice.

"Lord Jianghui. Him!"

Yue Guangzheng wanted to explain something, but when he saw Aida Masaki's calm eyes, he still didn't dare to speak further and put away the dagger steadily.

What is slightly surprising is that during the entire process, the figure half-kneeling in the tent remained motionless.

It was as if he was completely unaware that his life was already on the verge of life and death.

After the curtain was opened, the light shone inside, revealing the face of the figure half-kneeling on the ground.

It is the sleep in the mountains.

The clothes on his body were obviously burned by the flames, and blood was still flowing from the wounds, as if he was on the verge of death.

However, his whole temperament is like a sword that has taken off its sheath, with all its sharp edges exposed, without any impurities, without any confusion or weakness.

Aida Masahui looked at him with interest and asked:

"I said so."

"If you still want to live, you can follow me."

"Juejun, have you made up your mind?"

As he spoke, he did not take into consideration the fact that he had deceived the other party - in other words, being deceived and being deceived are two sides of the same coin, so how could one distinguish right from wrong?

When the thought of killing arises, you must be prepared to be killed.

The other party obviously thought so too, and they coincidentally did not mention the previous incident.

Shan Zhongjue's movements were heavy and slow, and his gloomy eyes looked straight at him:

"If I follow you, can I become like you?"

"Of course."

Aangda Masahui leaned down and met his gaze: "People like you and me are just mediocre ordinary people who are not favored by 'God', Juejun."

"What's the 'can'?"

"I see."

Hearing this, Shan Zhongjue presented a scroll in his hand: "Whenever you need me, please use the contact information above."

"I will be your knife."

"Lord Aida."

Aida Masaki stretched out his hand to take it. For a professional spy, the thing in his hand was much heavier than any oath or contract.

It's almost like holding his life in hand.

After handing over this object, Shan Zhongjue said nothing more and left the camp under the watchful gaze of Yue Guang Zhengyi.

It was clear that his body was about to collapse, but after finding a goal to live on, Shan Zhong felt that his whole spirit seemed to undergo some strange transformation from the inside out.

Looking at his appearance, Yueguang Zhengyi asked with some confusion:

"Lord Jiang Hui."

"What happened to that guy?"

Aida Masaki didn't take Yamanaka Satoru's reaction to heart. Different people have different ways of cheating, and there is always one that suits them.

As for what kind of self-persuasion process they went through in their own hearts, it is unknown.

"Who knows."

However, while the two were talking, Aida Masaki's expression suddenly paused slightly.

Inside the space of the Beginning Sphere, a very subtle fragment of Yin Escape Chakra was once again reflected, which could not even be detected if one did not feel it carefully.

Aang Tian Jianghui suddenly turned his head and looked outside the tent, his eyes a little subtle.

"Zhengyi."

"yes."

Yueguang Zhengyi looked at him with a somewhat puzzled look.

Aida Masaki stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, thinking: "If a space ninja who can constantly hone himself and is not afraid of death appears in this world, what attitude will the space ninjas face?"

"Um?"

This website has been stuck since 11:40 until now. I just logged in, and I almost thought it would not be accessible today.

I went boating today. I really don’t understand how such a big person likes to ride a duck boat. It’s so boring. There is obviously an elephant boat next to it!

(End of chapter)