People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

Jingxue installed the ninja version. This is a brand-new ninjutsu of the Jōnin level developed by Orochimaru and Danzo based on the idea of ​​the static blood outfit.

Due to the need to grind the extremely rare chakra metal into paint and liquid for conduction, only a few top Konoha ninjas have this improved static blood equipment technology, but there is no doubt that the effect is powerful.

The rare chakra metal and the resonance of chakra itself condensed into countless defensive marks in the blood vessels, resisting the deflagrating fireball outside the shield. Even an ordinary jonin-level attack might not be able to have any effect on this version of the static blood suit.

And what's really powerful is that after the Static Blood Suit is deployed, it doesn't completely erase the ability to perform ninjutsu.

Now is the time to sound the horn of counterattack!

After confirming that the explosive fireball could no longer cause him any harm, Jiraiya also started to seal the seal without hesitation.

Hai, Xu, You, Shen, Wei, and the five seals were completed in one go in less than a second, and the chakra condensed in the palm of the hand in an instant, and slapped on the ground, showing an ant-like circle of words.

"Psychic art!"

"Spiritualism and counter-spiritualism are very convenient, but—mimetic binding, forty-three. Boundary wall seal."

Looking at Jiraiya who was whipping against him and managed to complete the psychic seal within a second, the mysterious Uchiha ninja shook his head and stamped his foot hard.

The surrounding world seemed to have some overlapping shadows in an instant, and Jiraiya only felt that the chakra he used to summon the psychic recoiled almost the moment it touched the ground, and immediately exploded his palm with blood.

Although the light film of the static blood outfit reduced the chakra turbulence that could have shattered his arms in an instant to only the skin that cut the surface, Jiraiya still looked solemnly at the chakra that destroyed the spirit. Uchiha's ninja, looking at the criss-crossing hazy space around him, had a feeling of uneasiness that made his mood sink to the bottom.

He has never heard of the Muji ninjutsu that can block the launch of space-time ninjutsu.

After all, is that really Muji Ninjutsu?

"Space-time ninjutsu will produce such an effect after it is interrupted. Although it is difficult to be interrupted, it only needs to let nature slightly mess up the coordinates of space, then that delicate trick will be useless."

Seeing Jiraiya who kicked towards him enduring the severe pain in his hands, the mysterious Uchiha flashed away again.

Accompanied by the soft sound of 嗤, Uchiha sideways bypassed the provocative kick that was kicked towards him, and shot a fireball that exploded behind Jiraiya.

It was like walking in the garden of his own home. Under the endless flames, looking at Jiraiya's light blue static blood suit, his voice seemed to be distorted and deformed by the intense heat.

"Even if you have strengthened your own mobility and physical power, your reaction power remains unchanged. The only thing you can turn around is the psychic technique just now. Next, what should you do to deal with an enemy like me? ? How long can your static blood suit last?"

"Haha, I'm afraid it will last longer than you imagined, senior."

"Is it only possible to use pure physical skills... But, I'm so tired..."

Jiraiya looked at the red-eyed Uchiha with blurred vision, and said with a smile on his mouth, but felt his heart beating faster and faster.

It's just that at the moment when he was about to start attacking, a feeling of hypoxia suddenly enveloped his limbs and bones, making him almost unable to maintain the static blood suit on his body, staggering half kneeling on the ground, he could only open his mouth violently breathing.

This was not the effect of the static blood outfit, it was as if the surrounding air had been completely burned by the majestic explosive flames, and Ji Lai just felt strange in himself just when he forcibly raised his energy.

'Why do you feel that your breathing is not smooth...? Is the surrounding air burned dry? Impossible, this is in an open area, why? '

Dressed in rough clothes, Jiraiya was also a little surprised to see that standing in front of him holding a dead branch with a little bit of fire, it seemed to be a very ordinary ninja from the Uchiha family.

If it is an ordinary Jiraiya, facing this level of offensive and defensive battles, it must be logical to use many Muji ninjutsu and Taijutsu to get it done. After all, I can ignore his attack.

But I don't know the reason, Jilai can only feel that his physical strength is getting weaker and weaker, and his vision is getting dimmer. If it wasn't for the static blood costume to forcefully support him, he might already be kneeling on the ground, panting and begging for air to come.

But now even with the static blood suit, Jilai could feel the hotness and oppression in his body caused by the lack of oxygen, which gradually tightened his movements.

The several aggressive attacks and defenses just now caused him to consume the oxygen in his body violently, so now he can only stand still, waiting for an opportunity.

‘Why is this...is it poisonous? Or, the ability of that dead branch? '

"Finally noticed?"

"……What?"

"It's been a long time for you to realize my ability. If you continue for a few more minutes, you may die under my control. Ziraiya."

Looking at Jiraiya who suddenly stood still and didn't dare to move much, and panted with his mouth open, Uchiha's ninja shook his head as if he hated iron.

"My teammate's ability is to create a secret space that is relatively isolated from the outside world, and my ability is to set fire? You are too underestimating the ability reflected by this soul, and you are too underestimating us. Zilai also .Things don't just look at the surface."

Putting the burning dead branch across his chest, Uchiha's ninja looked at the struggling Jiraiya, his eyes full of complexity.

"Mimicry begins to understand, Jie Jin. The ability is to convert oxygen into fuel, fill it into the blade, and then burst out a violent slash. The faster you swing, the more oxygen you absorb, and the slash you release is also more powerful."

"You may not understand why you feel the lack of oxygen in this empty environment, because it's not the environment's oxygen deprivation. It's your soul's perception of oxygen. Your lungs will refuse to understand breathing , and add this concept to my attack."

"What ignites this forest is not the flame I cast, but the explosion brought about by your majestic vitality and desire to survive. And the more this flame burns, the more it will take your breath away."

"Although it's a pity, if you can't think of a way to resist me, you will suffocate to death. Within five minutes."

"..."

It seems that there is no other way.

Looking at the Uchiha standing quietly in the burning forest, as if waiting for something, Jiraiya also felt a strange bitterness in his heart.

If he didn't remove the static blood suit, he wouldn't be able to perform more ninjutsu, and he wouldn't be able to use secret techniques to undo the illusion of suffocation on his body. But if he untied the Static Blood Equipment, he might be burned to ashes by that robbery ash immediately.

The art of psychics was sealed, and there was no way for him to become a fairy. And the defense power of ninjutsu such as needle Jizo, which is good at, is below the static blood equipment, and it is necessary to maintain the operation of chakra, and it is impossible to use it all at once. It seemed that only slow death was his future.

But is it really over?

Facing the Uchiha who seemed to be very serious with the Konoha forehead guard, Jiraiya also asked in a low voice:

"Why...you want to tell us about your abilities?"

"Why? What a strange question. Is there any other reason to explain abilities in combat?"

Looking at Jiraiya who was almost in a coma, Uchiha's pupils flashed a deep hatred.

"Of course I hope you can defeat us! The strength you have shown now is less than one-fifth of ours. What do you want me to expect from you!"

"……What?"

"It would be the best thing if you could kill us and free us from this sad cycle."

Appearing in front of Jiraiya again in an instant with Shunpo, Uchiha used the rotten wood to push away Jiraiya's slow, almost struggling swing, and the dead branch full of flames aimed at Jiraiya's pupils.

"But the current strength of the three of you may not be enough. You have to realize what power we have. Then, realize what is hidden in the shadow of this world, and realize what is watching you. Only then can it be."

"But before that, you must persevere. You must live, Jiraiya. Only those who survive are qualified to warn others. Only those who survive to obtain information can face everything. From ninja Angle, you are already very good. After all, you have been in front of me for nearly 20 minutes now. But it is still not enough."

"Far from enough."

The rotten branch-like sword was aimed at Jiraiya who was inexplicably surprised, and Uchiha with his messy hair grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and took a deep breath.

"... Mimic proceeds."

'boom! '

here we go again! That pressure!

But this time the pressure was much higher than last time, and even directly pressed Jiraiya to his knees, causing cracks and cracks to appear on the scorched ground.

He didn't even feel close, just watching the rotten wood gradually peeling off, Jirai felt as if he was witnessing an indescribable hallucination in the absence of oxygen.

ash.

Countless ashes.

Like the ashes of the burned world, black dust fell from the sky.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of dead wood, countless ashes gradually covered this sad world from the sky.

And in that piece of black ash, there are some dark red flames faintly appearing. It seems that there is still some kind of hope in the ashes of catastrophe scattered all over the world.

"...Swastika."

The man whispered.

All things burn to ashes, and the ashes of the robbery fly.

In Jiraiya's deprived of oxygen and breathing, almost ashen eyes, the world seems to be turning into something he can't understand.

"Calamity Burning H—"

"...Don't do unnecessary things, Mirror."

And when the terrifying pressure that almost crushed people was about to reach its peak, a palm suddenly grabbed the wrist of the Uchiha family member, directly interrupting the process.

The man with moon white long hair came to the man quietly with a mask on, and under Jiraiya's shocked gaze, he threw the two sannin who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on his back to the ground, and let them roll to the ground. Jiraiya's side.

"If you use that trick, that guy will definitely notice it. We can't die yet."

"……really."

The ashes all over the sky disappeared in an instant.

The long sword like a dead branch was slowly lowered, and the mysterious Uchiha sighed as he looked at Sannin who was in a panic and unconscious on the ground.

"Go and tell all the Konohas, and even the ninjas in the world, to be careful of their shadows. Be careful of the dead. Be careful of their closest person."

"Something more terrifying than all ninjas is lurking in the shadows. Only by uniting can we fight against that existence. However, you must not understand. You don't know anything, and we have no way to explain it directly .”

"Savor this feeling carefully. Goodbye, Konoha's ninja. If there is a chance in the future, we will meet again."

It's just like this, it won't work.

The scarlet Sangoyu looked at the white-haired ninja whose face had turned purple under his feet and was clutching his throat, Uchiha shook his head regretfully.

Together with the moon-white figure suspected to be Kato Dan, the two of them were bathed in the pure white moonlight like this, just tapped their toes, and disappeared into the open space in an instant, as if they had never been there before.

Only the bewildered figure of Sannin was left panting in the burning forest, feeling the taste of failure.