Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too tsundere

A deep humming sound came from inside the sphere. The Konoha ninjas looked up, their pupils reflecting the slowly falling dark star.

With each inch the spiral wheel descended, the surrounding air groaned in agony, the clouds were torn apart, the light was distorted, and even sound was swallowed up.

A primal fear spread through everyone's heart.

Besides the fear of death, there is also an instinctive tremor at a terror beyond comprehension—like an ant looking up at a falling meteorite.

"This is a parting gift."

Chapter 32 Heavenly Punishment

The pitch-black stardust fell slowly, like fragments of the night sky torn apart and falling to the earth.

The Raikage stood atop the cracked, scorched earth, his heavy breathing echoing in his chest, each breath accompanied by a burning pain. His Lightning Release armor had long since faded, and the once raging blue-white arcs of electricity were now reduced to a few scattered points, flickering like candles in the wind.

He looked up, his gaze fixed intently on the approaching "giant spiral wheel."

I lost, I lost completely.

Menma's power far exceeded his expectations. The destructive energy contained in that dark sphere made him feel even more threatened than when the Eight-Tails went berserk. But this time, there was no sealing team, no support, and he stood alone in the shadow of death.

If you take this blow head-on... you'll surely die.

The Raikage clenched his fists, already prepared to die for the village—for the Raikage, dying on the battlefield was an honor.

But... we can't just collapse like this, meaninglessly!

Menma's existence transcends personal grudges. A madman capable of unleashing ninjutsu of this caliber at will poses a deadly threat to the entire ninja world. If he dies here, Kumogakure will lose its Kage, and his death will bring no benefit to the village.

Now... is not the time to die!

A resolute glint flashed in Raikage's eyes. He might be reckless, but he was certainly not foolish. A proud warrior can face death head-on, but reckless sacrifice only allows the enemy to succeed.

"boom--!"

The storm that had been suppressing him finally dissipated, and Raikage suddenly exerted force with his legs, causing the ground beneath his feet to collapse with a deafening roar.

He squeezed his remaining chakra to its limit, and his Lightning Release Armor once again burst forth with dazzling lightning. Although it was far less powerful than in its prime, it was enough for him to transform into a bolt of lightning and escape the center of destruction.

His figure sliced ​​through the scorching air, rushing out of the crater. The Raikage did not look back.

Survival is the wisest choice right now.

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"Hey, is this for real... Destroying the entire Hidden Leaf Village? Isn't that a bit too much?"

Darui's voice carried that signature languidness, and he managed a wry smile. He glanced around; the Konoha ninjas were already in complete chaos—the sealing team was frantically forming hand seals, the ANBU were on high alert, and the Third Hokage's face was ashen.

His joke didn't soften anyone's expression in the slightest.

Tsk...completely useless.

Darui's smile gradually froze, and he subconsciously turned his gaze to Xi beside him. As the most outstanding sensory ninja in Kumogakure, Xi's judgment was more important than any comfort at this moment.

However—Xi's expression made Darui's heart sink.

That usually calm face was now covered in cold sweat, his pupils trembled slightly, and even his breathing became rapid. It could be said that this was the first time Darui had ever seen Xi with such an unpleasant expression.

"No...no!" Xi's voice was almost squeezed out through clenched teeth. "The Raikage is still in that forest! The chakra of that ninjutsu—is already comparable to that of a tailed beast!"

Tailed Beasts… Darui’s throat went dry. He looked up at the sky, where the dark “star” was slowly falling, the surrounding air twisting into eerie vortexes.

"Where did that monster come from?"

Xi clenched his fists tightly. As the Raikage's bodyguard and right-hand man, his mission was to protect the Kage's safety, but now, he could only stand here, watching helplessly as destruction descended. A sense of powerlessness coiled around his heart like a venomous snake, almost suffocating him.

"Hey."

Suddenly, a hand pressed heavily on Xi's shoulder. Darui's voice remained languid, but his eyes were unusually firm.

"Although I feel very sorry for the boss..." he paused, "rushing over to help now would just be throwing my life away."

Xi turned her head sharply, only to meet Darui's calm gaze. "Trust him," Darui smiled, though the smile seemed somewhat forced. "He is the Raikage, after all."

The man who single-handedly supported Yunyin and inherited the name "Ai".

Xi's breathing gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath and nodded slowly, trying to relax. Yes... as people who can entrust their backs to each other, trusting one's comrades is the most basic thing on the battlefield.

Then, a transparent red barrier rose from the ground, like a layer of translucent crimson crystal, enveloping the entire Konoha.

"Four Red Yang Formation—!"

The Third Hokage's three shadow clones stood in a triangular formation around Konoha, joining forces with the sealing team to form hand seals. Chakra materialized into a tangible barrier, and the sealing runes emitted a scorching glow. This was a defensive barrier that only four Kage-level shinobi could create, and now, the Third Hokage was forcibly maintaining it using the Shadow Clone Technique, at the cost of rapidly depleting his chakra.

Even so—that dark stardust eventually fell.

"Everyone on alert!"

...The world lost its sound in that instant.

"boom--------!!!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a destructive white light erupted.

What began as a blinding flash of light suddenly expanded like a collapsing supernova, transforming into a pure white wave that devoured everything. The shockwave spread at an alarming speed, tearing the earth apart like fragile pieces of paper and lifting it up. Ancient trees were carbonized in a fraction of a second, then vaporized without a trace. Distant mountains twisted and collapsed in the intense heat, their rocks melting into crimson magma, which was then scattered by the shockwave into a rain of fire.

The clouds in the sky were completely torn apart, revealing the blood-red sunset behind it; even the heavens were pierced by this attack.

The crimson barrier of the Four Red Yang Formation trembled violently, spiderweb-like cracks appearing on its surface. The Konoha ninja inside the barrier looked up, their pupils reflecting the scene of destruction outside—

Forests are disappearing.

It wasn't burning, it wasn't collapsing, but being wiped out from the level of existence. In the area swept by the white light, all matter decomposed into the most primordial dust, which was then swept high into the sky by the storm, turning into a sky-covering blanket of ashes and snow.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of the Third Hokage's mouth; the backlash from the barrier made his internal organs feel as if they were being scorched by flames. But he did not let go, his aged fingers firmly maintaining the hand seal.

Hold on... You must hold on...!

Outside the barrier, the world is ending.

Inside the barrier, humanity held their breath, staring at the apocalypse just inches away.

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A constant buzzing in his ears, the Third Hokage's vision was swallowed by a chaotic darkness. He knelt on the ground, sweat streaming down his aged face, splattering small craters into the scorched earth. His chakra-depleted body was like an empty vessel, every muscle and every bone emitting a sharp protest.

We can't fall down yet...we can't...

The tinnitus gradually subsided, replaced by muffled shouts—"Hokage-sama! Hokage-sama! Medical team! Hurry!"

The sound came from afar, as if through a thick pane of glass. He felt someone grab his arm, causing his tense nerves to relax slightly.

"I...it's okay."

He tried to stand up but stumbled and had to rely on his subordinates for support. The green light of medical ninjutsu enveloped his body, and cool chakra seeped into his parched meridians like a stream, gradually easing the burning pain. The darkness before him began to shatter, and patches of color pieced together in his vision, slowly revealing themselves like a faded ink painting.

The first thing that catches the eye is Konoha—the village still stands.

Residential buildings, Shadow Rock, familiar streets... everything is intact. The crimson barrier of the Four Red Sun Formation has dissipated, but its sacrifice brought about the most precious result: Konoha survived.

The third generation breathed a sigh of relief, but before the relief could reach his heart, he subconsciously turned his head away—and then froze.

"...Oh my God."

A dry whisper squeezed out of his throat, like a rusty knife scraping across his trachea.

Outside the destroyed gates of Konoha lies a completely different world.

The once lush forests, winding dirt roads, and rolling hills have all vanished. In their place lies a massive crater, thousands of meters in diameter and tens of meters deep, with exposed rock layers at the edges, exhibiting vitrified crystallization resulting from high-temperature melting.

The bottom of the pit was charred black, with no remains or fragments, only dust.

Further away, the end of destruction merged with the horizon, as if the edge of the world had been abruptly severed. The air was filled with a pungent, acrid smell, mixed with some eerie ozone fumes, which stung the lungs when inhaled.

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up the fine ash from the bottom of the pit, like a black snowfall.

Compared to the traces of battle

It's more like divine punishment.

Chapter 33 [Embers]

The scene before us can only be described as a natural disaster.

The enormous crater stretched to the horizon, its rock layers displaying jagged cracks from cooled lava, and the air was thick with an aura of scorching heat and destruction. This level of destructive power far exceeded the capabilities of ordinary ninjas—surpassing even the level of a "Kage."

Hiruzen Sarutobi had seen such power in two different people.

Hashirama Senju. Madara Uchiha.

Those two legendary ninjas possessed power that transcended the realm of "humans." It's no exaggeration to say that their power was a level that only "gods" could reach.

Now... has the world gained another ninja demon? But the problem is—in today's ninja world, there is no "ninja god" who can stand against him.

The third generation's gaze trembled slightly. He didn't want to harm the innocent...? He understood completely.

Konoha's intact state was not due to the Four Red Yang Formation. If that dark "stardust" had landed directly in the center of the village, his barely erected barrier would have been utterly incapable of withstanding it. Did Menma deliberately avoid Konoha—or did he disdain destroying the village in this way?

"cough……!"

The backlash from the complete depletion of chakra caused the Third Hokage to cough up blood. He barely managed to steady himself, his gaze sweeping over the massive crater before him. The Raikage's fate was unknown, and the masked man…

"Looks like this guy got lucky and survived."

A cold voice came from high above, and the Third Hokage's body suddenly stiffened. He mechanically looked up at the slowly descending figure.

Menma dragged the Raikage's body with one hand, as if carrying a trivial trophy. Kumogakure's "A" was charred black all over, his muscular body covered with burn marks, his hair was singed and curly, and dried blood remained at the corner of his mouth.

Is this all there is to "shadow"?

Mianma's voice came through the fox mask as he casually threw Raikage to the ground, making a dull thud.

“Boom—”

The Raikage's body slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust.

Menma landed without a sound, the hem of his black robe fluttering slightly before falling back down. He surveyed his surroundings, his gaze sweeping over each of the Konoha ninjas who appeared to be on high alert.

The Konoha ninja gripped their kunai and bladed weapons tightly, their weapons trembling, their bodies instinctively shuddering at the overwhelming power they faced. Sweat dripped from their headbands, leaving streaks of wear on their dusty faces.

"Actually, you don't need to be so wary of me."

The numb voice sent chills down everyone's spines.

"because..."

He paused deliberately, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth beneath the fox mask. "If I wanted to take your lives... you wouldn't be standing here right now."

These words struck everyone like a hammer blow. They all knew this wasn't a bluff—the massive crater, several kilometers in diameter, was the best proof. Several young Konoha ninja could no longer hold on; their knees buckled and they collapsed to the ground, but their hands still gripped their weapons tightly.

However, even with trembling legs and chattering teeth, not a single Konoha ninja laid down their weapons. Like a pack of wolves cornered, they knew they were outmatched but still bared their teeth.

"Let...let go of Lord Raikage!"

His voice squeezed out of his throat, struggling to suppress its trembling. As a sensory ninja, he could clearly sense the Raikage's faint chakra—he was still alive, but severely injured.

Just as Xi was about to rush out, an arm blocked his chest.

Darui pressed his palm against Xi, his gaze fixed on Menma, his usually languid tone now carrying an unprecedented seriousness. "Calm down, Xi."

Lord Raikage is still alive... This monster didn't kill him.

Darui took a deep breath and forced himself to loosen his clenched teeth. He could feel his molars trembling uncontrollably, but his voice remained unusually steady.

"Lord Menma, Kumogakure... fully understands the current situation."

He deliberately omitted the slightly contemptuous term "masked man," and subtly used his right hand to shield Xi from the back.

"Regarding the incident involving the delegation and the Byakugan, Kumogakure is willing to... let bygones be bygones. The so-called war will absolutely not be waged."

Darui's Adam's apple bobbed. He could feel cold sweat trickling down his back. He was deliberately avoiding mass killing... his goal was to stop the war, not to commit slaughter.

“Your desire to stop the war is something Kumogakure has deeply understood.” Darui bowed slightly, a gesture that elicited incredulous expressions from several Kumogakure ninjas. “But the Byakugan incident… wasn’t Raikage-sama’s unilateral decision, but rather the result of a collective resolution by the Kumogakure leadership.”

He deliberately slowed his speech to ensure every word was clearly conveyed. "Furthermore, you didn't take the Raikage's life... presumably because you considered that if Kumogakure suddenly lost its 'Kage,' the resulting power vacuum would cause even greater turmoil."

Darui raised his voice. "If you're willing to show leniency this time—Cloud Village is willing to offer any compensation!"

These words resonated deeply. Darui raised his head, staring directly into the pockmarked fox mask. His pupils trembled, but his gaze did not waver.

He's taking a gamble... He needs an "example," not a corpse.

A deathly silence fell over the scene. Everyone held their breath, awaiting a response from the figure in black robes. Even the Third Hokage involuntarily tensed up.