Life flows endlessly, converging towards the center of the world, and the result is 30% progress.
In a secluded shrine, a shrine maiden knelt down to pray, quietly waiting for the end of the world.
already...
"Nothing can stop it..."
The noise of fighting was everywhere, and people stood on their respective sides and fought endlessly.
Criss-crossing white lights of destruction streaked across the sky, and the three of them were walking and dancing in the air, and a fierce battle was in full swing.
"Chen Escape. The art of boundary peeling!"
The sputtering white light overflows like a stream of light, one against two. The white light hits the super-heavy rock stand around him, and is constantly refracted and distorted. The white light in Wangui's palm is emitted at a fixed frequency. With one blow, the white light is emitted on the path.
of all destroyed.
Chakra drained away rapidly in the fierce battle until it was exhausted.
The white light of destruction came, and the faint light flickering in his palms went out. Ohnoki faced the dusty light and lowered his hands.
Is that the end of it?
That's it for now.
The figure disappeared into the white light, and the flesh and blood completely decomposed into atoms in the white light.
Wu Kuang roared and rushed in front of Wan Gui.
"Death! Traitor!"
Dazzling white light bloomed, the final chakra exploded violently, and a huge cube expanded and shimmered in the air.
Staring at the distorted white light around him, Wan Gui looked into the distance, not knowing what to think.
"Traitor..."
The light tenaciously pierced the barrier of space and penetrated the body without leaving a drop of blood.
Looking back on his life, Wan Gui chuckled.
"I didn't betray anyone."
The white light dissipated, leaving nothing in the sky.
On the tree wall, White Fang cut off the head with a slash. With the death of the master, the mist-like illusion dissipated, and the reverberation of the explosion echoed. The mustache's head still hung with the surprise and arrogance of his life, and fell downwards.
On a branch below, Terumi Homura's scarred body hung.
Wiping the blood on his face, White Fang looked at the ninjas coming up below and held the short sword.
"It's White Fang!
"
"He is Chong Ji's most loyal subordinate!
"
"kill him!
"
"For the Yondaime!
"
Facing the huge killing intent, White Fang lowered his body in silence.
The day has finally come when I wield my sword against my companions. This is probably the fate of ninjas.
All along, or rather, since he became a ninja, White Fang has been wondering about a question.
That is a lifelong regret.
"Should we abide by the ninja rules and put the mission first, or should we choose to violate the rules and put our companions first?"
"How, what do you think."
I still remember clearly in my memory, looking at the fire burning in the city in the distance, White Fang asked the girl beside him.
The girl's mask looked slightly terrifying under the light of the fire.
At first, White Fang didn't understand how she dared, as a ninja, to break the village's rules and set a city on fire without restraint.
"Friends are made out of nothing, right?" The girl chuckled and said: "The choice between the beloved and the village's mission is indeed a dilemma. Giving up on either side is denying oneself. However, rules and other things should be something that everyone should be aware of.
If the good rules you accept are against human nature, you might as well break them and change them to a rule you can accept."
"I don't have this ability." White Fang clearly knew where the limits of his abilities were.
"I have it." The girl said, "Do you want to be my sword?"
There was no positive answer, but in the days to come, following the girl's footsteps, one after another the so-called rules were broken.
The answer to the question becomes easier and simpler.
Amidst the noisy shouts of killing, White Fang rushed towards the crowd, swinging the killing blade without mercy, and each ninja fell quickly.
Rules or companions are not important.
The important thing is to follow your deepest instincts and make decisions without regrets.
"You must also hold the same feelings and consciousness."
Amid the screams, blood stained the snow-white blade.
Until more and more ninjas arrive, ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand?
White Fang was lost in the mammoth group and could no longer make a splash.
In the sky, large clay birds were flying and circling, and the detonated clay rained down, filling the ears with the sound of explosions.
Lying on the ruins after the battle, Minato looked at the sky absentmindedly. His body was covered with charred black holes made by Thunderbolt. Not far from him, the fragments of the bodies of five figures were scattered in a messy manner.
"Does it need to go to this point, Minato?"
In front of his eyes, Yahiko's face appeared, surrounded by the noisy sounds of ninjas running quickly and shouting.
"I originally thought you were a man who understands right and injustice."
Yahiko looked at this comrade who had fought together with sadness in his eyes.
"Teacher, she is really wrong. She has done many things wrong."
"I know..." Minato said with all his strength, "I know everything, but she is my teacher."
"I understand..." Yahiko waved away the people behind him, slowly drew out his knife, and said, "Then, we can only be enemies."
Swing the knife and then chop it off.
Minato looked at the sky.
"Sorry, Kushina."
Then the world fell into darkness.
In the silent room, Kushina turned her head violently, the door was pushed open, and their eyes met.
"Who is here..." Mito asked weakly on the hospital bed.
"It's teacher..." Kushina said, "Grandma Mito."
Mito said nothing, and there was a deathly silence.
"Grandma, do you think I am wrong?" Tsunade said softly.
"You are just like your grandfather." Mito said: "You can only stubbornly determine what is right and wrong and do not understand people's hearts."
"Right is right, wrong is wrong, is there anything wrong?" Tsunade said.
"That's right." Mito replied, then fell silent.
"I will stop Mei Ji from continuing to manipulate others and play with life wantonly."
Mito was speechless.
These are all facts.
Tsunade walked towards Kushina and stretched out her hand.
"Teacher?" Kushina was puzzled.
"Pepper, give me your eyes." He raised his fingers and touched Kushina's eyelids.
Under the cold touch, Kushina couldn't help but take a step back.
"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After the painless removal surgery, the fingers penetrated into the eye sockets, and after removing the eyes, Tsunade turned and left.
Kushina stumbled and sat down, crying.
"Grandma, I don't understand why it has come to this point. Can't it be solved peacefully?"
Mito didn't know how to answer and closed his eyes.
"We just have to wait for a result."
"Grandma, who will win?"
Who will win?
In everyone's opinion, the winner must be Princess Tsunade.
First of all, those who support Tsunade account for the majority. Secondly, Tsunade has an important ability that others do not have, which is to resurrect the dead.
Everyone fights for Tsunade, and even if they die in battle, they can be resurrected. This business is not a loss no matter how you calculate it.
It's far better than fighting for Insect Princess. The most important thing is...
"Everyone is afraid of Chongji."
Among the Aburame clan, the entire clan was in panic. Under siege, clan members continued to fall in battle.
"Why didn't Lady Bughime take any action!?"
"Is she in big trouble!?"
"Where are Lady Bughime's insect swarms!? Why don't you take action!?"
"We can't hold on any longer!"
Old man Zhiyou looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and smiled bitterly under his ferocious mask.
"Insect Princess..."
Old man Zhiyou could still laugh. He had never seen any big storms or waves. It was just a small scene now.
I thought of what I said when I first met Bug Girl.
The good news is that, just as she expected, Bughime became the most terrifying bug user in the history of the ninja world. Just as she said at the time, she did not want to be Hokage, but she wanted to unify the ninja world.
The bad news is...
The Aburame clan was defeated, and old man Shiyou watched his clan members die one after another before his eyes.
"Terror cannot control people's hearts..."
"I told you so."
"I asked you to use parasites as tools, not people as insects."
The old guy sees it very clearly and knows clearly that nowadays, facing a behemoth like Bughime, most people can only remain silent and obedient in order to survive. The situation is exactly the same as that of the Aburame clan back then.
It is precisely because of this that the clan is handed over to the most talented insect girl to seek the possibility of resistance.
"How ironic."
Old man Zhiyou knelt down and closed his eyes. The tribesmen fell down one after another, and a steady stream of ninjas rushed into the courtyard waving weapons.