Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 37 Blood-Red Wheat Cut by the Sickle

This chilling scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

The ground beneath their feet collapsed into a funnel shape, and the buildings, already reduced to ruins by the explosion, found their outlet, pouring everything into the collapsed hole.

It was as if someone had poked a hole in the sand table, and with a gentle poke, all the sand and gravel collapsed into the hollow underground.

Countless rocks cascaded into the deep pit, filling their ears with a tremendous roar that sounded like a giant creature chewing its food.

"what happened?"

"How could the ground suddenly collapse?"

The crowd continued to move away from the center of the collapse, their gazes towards the distance filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

However, it was as if a giant wave crashed onto the sea, bursting into a raging torrent amidst the roar and splashing water. The uncontrollable gale whipped up dust and smoke tens of meters high, obscuring their vision.

As the roaring sound within the smoke and dust gradually subsided, the group stopped and stared intently at the center of the cloud. Raindrops fell from their foreheads and shattered on their hands, which were forming hand seals. Their intuition told them that there seemed to be something inside...

The last remaining lights had gone out, and the darkness of the rainy night descended. No one panicked, but no one made a sound either; everything fell into a deathly silence, with only the sounds of breathing and the wind and rain.

"Could it have been done by the Hidden Cloud Village?"

Akimichi Tou stared intently into the smoke and dust, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Troy in the distance, where he saw the same solemn expression on Troy's bloodied and mangled face.

So, it was those guys from Iwagakure who did it?
But what's the point?

"Tang, senior Tang Dong."

Just as Akimichi Tou was filled with doubt, a voice came from beside him.

And there seemed to be a hint of fear in that trembling voice.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at his side, only to see Hinata Kumokawa staring intently into the distance with his Byakugan activated. A drop of water, whether rain or sweat, gathered from his forehead and flowed down to his chin before dripping down.

"Something's about to come out!" Hinata Kumokawa said in a trembling voice.

Lightning struck the night sky at that moment, its branch-like patterns spreading across the sky.

Under the blazing white lightning, a figure flashed by in the distance amidst the smoke and dust.

Boom!

Thunder rumbled from the distant night sky, its deafening roar seeming as if the heavens were filled with rage and disgust.

Why was he so enraged?
There's no need for anyone to guess the answer, because the answer has already been revealed.

Snap... Snap...

The footsteps that reached my ears were crisp and ethereal, without anything strange, yet they went straight to my heart. Each sound brought the air to resonate, and my eardrums, scalp, and even bones vibrated along with them.

A figure slowly walked out from the reflection in their pupils.

They finally saw the figure walking towards them, dressed in a black robe as dark as the stormy night, as if staring at an empty shadow, a shadow radiating fear, decay, and the abyss.

Only those eyes, those blue and white eyes, shimmered in the shadows, as if they were suppressing something.

"..."

Troy suddenly had a feeling, a feeling that came from nowhere.

Even if you attack it now, you will only cut through the overflowing black shadow; the blade will not get a single drop of blood or flesh on it.

He always trusted his intuition, and his whole body tensed up.

That guy... something's not right.

“You…” Aburame Ryoma squinted his eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something.

The Root ninja in front of him instinctively raised his hand and gripped the kunai and short sword in his hand...

At that moment, those eyes, which had been empty and unfocused, seemed to finally find their focus, looking in the direction of Aburame Ryoma, and raised their hands to wave gently.

"Get out of the way!"

Aburame Ryoma felt a chill run down his spine. The bone-chilling, invisible coldness made the insects inside him rage. He roared and retreated without hesitation.

呲.

The invisible wind blade, like a full moon, tore a slit in the air in front of it, instantly extending an arc several meters long, slashing towards the several Root ninjas in front of it.

The Root ninjas, who had been making some movements, suddenly froze, standing still without warning. Their faces beneath their masks were blank, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Gradually, the separated airflow filled back in little by little, and the shriek of the slashing knife was drawn out for a very long time.

puff!puff!puff!

The next moment, a gust of wind seemed to slice through them like a blade, and the people "standing" in front of them were cut in half as if by an invisible blade.

The upper body of those Root ninjas was separated from their lower body, their upper bodies broken off and slid to the ground, their eyes filled with confusion and helplessness, looking like blood-red wheat that had been cut down with a sickle.

The blood in his body suddenly shot up from the broken waist, pouring down a torrential downpour of blood that chilled everyone to the bone in the rainy night.

It quickly flowed into a pool of blood, reflecting the blank stares on everyone's faces.

"what!!"

The Root ninjas, who had been cut in half at the waist, did not die immediately. The excruciating pain finally traveled along their nerves to the extremities of their brains, and their extremely shrill and terrified screams echoed all around them.

"What kind of ninjutsu is that?"

"Wind Release: Wind Slice Technique?"

The scream seemed to jolt everyone back to their senses. Akimichi Touto suddenly snapped back to reality, a chill running down his spine. He muttered, "What a joke! How could a B-rank ninjutsu have such power?"

How did that guy manage to cover hundreds of meters in just one second?!

Large amounts of shocking blood were still gushing out, like a fountain of blood slicing open an artery. The scarlet, viscous blood engulfed everyone's vision, and all that could be seen was a bewitching crimson.

The sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and wailing blended together, like the accompaniment for a devil's cruel torture.

In the distance, the figure slowly raised his hands and opened them, his black robes billowing like large wings.

"Slaughter, death, blood, hatred, fear, despair, pain, screams, wails, wind and rain..."

The hoarse voice gradually rose from a low murmur until it reached a clearly audible level of joy as it chuckled, "Ah, what a beautiful night!"

He seemed to genuinely use the screams of the Root ninjas as background music; he deliberately didn't let them die immediately. The terror, madness, and pleasure in his words sent chills down everyone's spines.

A branch-shaped bolt of lightning flashed through the dark clouds, turning the world gray and white once more, the lightning illuminating everyone's pale faces.

They had no idea who the guy in front of them was, but that didn't stop them from knowing the established facts before them.

monster.

This guy who suddenly appeared is definitely a monster!

A powerful monster that feeds on killing, death, despair, and painful screams!

(End of this chapter)