Naruto just wants to be a god of death

Chapter 39 Death and Death (Please read~Please vote~)

Naruto stretched out his hand.

The Anbu exclaimed: "Be careful!"

Almost when it was about to touch, the purple flames rolled, and rushed over with fangs and claws, burning his fingers.

"We have tried, but we can't break through. We can only destroy it from the inside." The Anbu shook his head, his tone cautious, staring at Naruto's fingers.

The burn marks healed almost in the blink of an eye.

Is this the power of the Nine-Tails?

Or the power of the Uzumaki clan?

"What about under the house?" Naruto looked at the roof tiles.

The Anbu shook his head: "It is also covered by the barrier."

As they spoke, Sarutobi Hiruzen had already grabbed Orochimaru's arms, and the illusory soul reached out, grabbed the soul, and dragged it out forcefully.

Time is running out.

Naruto raised his hand: "You step back, I'll give it a try."

The Anbu were a little hesitant when they heard this, but seeing that Karin had followed his advice without hesitation, they had no choice but to step back a few steps.

Chakra was mobilized.

A huge spirit surged out of the blond boy.

Words were chanted.

"Beast bones scattered all over the place!"

"Spires, red crystals, steel wheels."

"Moving is wind, stopping is emptiness."

The Anbu looked sideways, and Karin raised her hand to cover her eyes.

The poetic haiku bloomed with brilliant golden lightning in Naruto's palm.

It was as hot as the sun.

"What kind of jutsu is this?" The Anbu was shocked.

He had never seen a ninjutsu of this scale before it was fully released.

Just a glance was enough to make him jump.

The last sentence came out of Naruto's mouth.

"The sound of spears hitting each other filled the empty city!"

"Hado No. 63, Thunder Roar Cannon".

Lightning flashed, meteors crisscrossed, and thick golden light hit the purple barrier, stirring up the flames.

It almost penetrated into it, smashing out mottled cracks.

The four ninjas at the corners couldn't stop shaking, and blood kept flowing from the corners of their mouths.

The technique was not disintegrated, but it was forcibly broken and destroyed. The backlash brought by the chakra caused a great impact on the bodies of the four of them.

Orochimaru couldn't help but look sideways, and the pain brought by the soul being extracted still couldn't stop him from exclaiming: "What a beautiful technique."

"The four of them are the casters I carefully selected."

"The four purple flame formations cast together can trap a shadow like the teacher."

"But it was destroyed by him."

"This is not something Konoha can teach."

Sarutobi Hiruzen ignored these sarcastic remarks from his disciples.

He was also amazed at Naruto's power.

But at this time he didn't have much strength to pay attention to other things.

Naruto held the knife.

The Thunder Roar Cannon, numbered "sixty-three", is the strongest ghost art he has learned so far.

He failed to destroy the barrier.

But since it can have a destructive effect, it means that as long as the attack is strong enough, it can be completely defeated.

He was about to draw his sword.

After being released, he has a stronger attack than the "Thunder Roar Cannon".

"Naruto." In the barrier, Sarutobi Hiruzen tilted his head to look at him, trying to force a smile, and shouted his name, "Don't think about saving me anymore."

"This technique must be performed by giving your soul to the god of death."

"I am already dead."

"Do you know?"

"There was once a great hero who used this technique to save the village."

"I can't compare to him."

"But now I will also use this technique to protect the village."

He turned his head back, staring at Orochimaru's hands, breathing heavily.

His lifespan and body have decayed to this extent.

He can only extract the soul from his hands.

"Orochimaru"

"I'm really old. I'm sorry that as a teacher, I failed to correct your mistakes."

"But I will never forgive you now."

"I want to give you some small punishment."

"I want you to stop doing evil and destroy the seedlings of Konoha."

"Let me confiscate all the techniques you have learned."

Sarutobi Hiruzen said.

The "Death God" behind him took off the short knife in his mouth.

Raised it high and swung it down with force.

Cut off the soul of Orochimaru's torn hands.

The Death God panted heavily, and the souls of Sarutobi Hiruzen, the first and second generations, and Orochimaru's hands were "sucked" into his stomach.

Its eyes became brighter.

The expression became more ferocious.

It seemed that the sacrifice this time, both in quantity and quality, satisfied it.

Sarutobi Hiruzen used up his last bit of strength, turned his head and looked at Naruto, with a smile on his lips.

He could no longer open his eyes, and could not see Naruto's appearance.

Only that brilliant golden color filled his entire field of vision.

He spoke, his voice extremely weak: "Wherever leaves are flying, fire will burn."

"The shadow of the fire will illuminate the village and make new leaves sprout."

"Naruto."

"I'm sorry."

He couldn't make a sound for the last four syllables, and he no longer had the strength to pronounce it.

But Naruto understood when his lips opened and closed.

He stared at the front in silence.

The body swayed and fell to the ground, and the smoke and dust covered the old face with a smile.

The ritual ended, and the chakra dissipated.

The death god behind him disappeared.

Orochimaru roared: "You old thing!"

"Why can you still laugh!"

"Give me my hands back!"

Naruto tried his best to capture, but could not find any trace of the "god of death", and he completely disappeared with his soul.

Whether it's "Chakra" or "Reiatsu".

He clenched his fists.

That technique.

You must get it yourself!

The words of the third generation grandfather just now are still echoing in my ears.

Except for that "I'm sorry".

There is also the sentence "There was once a hero who used this technique to save the village."

Since he was speaking to himself, the "hero" in this sentence must refer to his father, the Fourth Hokage.

his soul

Like the third generation grandfather, was he sealed in the body of that thing?

Where is mom?

So what happened to the technique Orochimaru used?

The evil ghost-like "God of Death" eventually harvested the souls of the first and second generations.

Could it be that the third soul to be summoned is not his father?

While Naruto was thinking, Xiang Rin came closer, looked at the body of Sarutobi Hiruzen, and asked worriedly: "Naruto, can you see something behind Lord Hokage just now?"

She noticed that Naruto's eyes were always behind Sarutobi Hiruzen, not on Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Naruto tilted his head: "Well, a guy who was called the God of Death by the third generation grandfather."

"You didn't see it?"

Xiang Rin nodded, and the ANBU who came closer also nodded.

They saw nothing.

"Those performances just now, as well as the Shinigami that only you can see, I am afraid that the jutsu that Hokage-sama used just now is the secret forbidden jutsu of our Uzumaki clan." Xiang Rin pinched Naruto's sleeve nervously and continued softly, "A sealing technique called Ghoul Seal. Only those who have signed a contract with the God of Death can see it."

"Naruto, you can see it, don't you?"

She sounded worried.

That is an extremely dangerous technique.

Naruto shook his head: "I didn't sign a contract with that evil ghost, I was just able to see it for some special reasons."

"Is it originally the Uzumaki clan's art?"

"How do you find the Grim Reaper?"

He didn't want to call or admit that thing as "Death".

Xianglin breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head: "This technique is too dangerous, and my mother doesn't know how to do it. I just heard some rumors."

She paused, looked at the ANBU, and stopped talking.

"I know." Naruto noticed, nodding his head.

He looked ahead.

The four purple flame formations dispersed, and Orochimaru, whose hands were swallowed up by purple bruises, was extremely weak and was supported by the four sound ninjas.

The prey is out of the cage.

Thanks to the good wine, I love it, and the God of Fireworks for the reward~