Chapter 228

Deva Path remained unrelenting and didn't hold back, trying to seize the control.

Hinata's frail body ascended under his power, suspended in the air.

And with a swift downward motion of his arm, Hinata's body plummeted, crashing heavily onto the ground below.

Instantaneously, a cloud of dust and debris enveloped the scene upon her impact.

Deva Path tightly grabbed the black rod in his hand, thrusting it forcefully towards Hinata within the shroud of smoke.

Naruto, eyes widened in disbelief, as he witnessed the unfolding scene, his expression trapped in a moment of shock, mirroring the turmoil within him.

At that moment, his mind was completely blank.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him, leaving him in a disoriented state.

As the events transpired, memories flooded the Deva Path's consciousness.

"I remember it vividly, the day my parents were ruthlessly killed, right before my very eyes by your Konoha Shinobi, just like this." murmured the Deva Path.

It is the cruel dance of love that births sacrifice, kindles hatred, and acquaints one with unrelenting pain," he continued, the weight of his words resonating within him.

Yet Naruto didn't hear these words at all, they all went past Naruto's ear amidst the chaos.

His gaze was fixed upon Hinata's lifeless body beside him, his frozen expression unyielding, the only movement being the continuous streaks of visible blood flowing through his widened eyes.

Deva Path sensed the abrupt shift in Naruto's emotions, but his own face remained ice-cold.

"That's it."

"Understand the pain."

He declared, urging Naruto to comprehend the true depth of pain.

Naruto, though silent, harbored an overwhelming anger within, scarlet blood completely clouding his vision, as he succumbed to the boundless rage.

After a brief interval, a red chakra enveloped Naruto, unleashing a terrifying force that ascended into the sky.

The shockwave alone wreaked havoc, obliterating the surrounding houses and hurling Konoha ninjas in all directions.

A vortex of blood-soaked tornado columns spiraled skyward.

On the Hokage building rooftop, Tsunade turned sharply, locking eyes with Carnes.

"So, this is the outcome you wanted! Is this what you meant by unlocking Naruto's potential!?"

"Was this Jiraiya's final wish?"

"Did you come to Konoha for this purpose?"

"But I can assure you, Carnes, Jiraiya would not want to see Naruto like this, and Naruto himself does not desire power obtained through such means!"

"Carnes!!"

Tsunade confronted Carnes; her tone filled with incredulity.

"You're grievously mistaken!" Carnes replied back to Tsunade's question.

Hinata's shocking fight had profoundly affected everyone, shattering their emotional fortresses.

Carnes' earlier statements were forgotten in the wake of this tragedy.

Unfazed, Carnes chose not to explain anymore and remained silent, prompting others to question him more.

Tsunade, misconstruing the situation, also pressed Carnes further.

"Carnes, do you truly believe you are guiding Naruto in the right direction? You..."

Before Tsunade could finish her sentence, Carnes interjected firmly, cutting her off.

"Whether it's right or wrong, this is a path he must tread, Naruto must endure this.

He's still too naive at this moment, and the power he wields is empty. it is but a facade.

He's akin to a blank canvas, and every experience he endures will be the ink that shapes him—a necessary cost of growing stronger!"

Tsunade, however, refused to relent. "And what about you? Surely, you must have paid a substantial price for your power?"

"The strength you wield, it comes at a great cost, am I right?" Tsunade challenged.

"The things I've faced are beyond your imagination. Battles amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, betrayals by comrades, decades of enduring pain..."

"These experiences have forged an indomitable spirit within me."

Carnes responded, his voice resonating with the somber intensity of his history.

In this world, death is not the most painful thing.

The sting of betrayal surpasses the agony of death itself.

It eclipses even the searing pain of salt on an open wound.

Without these harsh experiences etched into the core of his being, no matter the great power the system might have given him, he would not be able to control it

One can only truly command it by enduring the crucible of these harrowing experiences.

It is through such trials that the mysterious Gale Emperor, Carnes, has reached his current zenith.

Tsunade and everyone around her stood bewildered as Carnes spoke.

His words laden with an aura that left them utterly dumbfounded about the man's past.

The sheer magnitude of his presence was overwhelming, eclipsing their earlier perceptions of Carnes as a formidable force.

His strength was no longer confined to a singular aspect; instead, it radiated in every facet of his being.

The shockwaves of his past were etched across Carnes' face, making him an enigma to those who stood witness.

If they had only perceived his strength before, what Carnes now displayed was a symphony of prowess in every facet.

Unbeknownst to them, there existed a force capable of challenging the seemingly invincible figure before them.

The men standing there harbored a secret, a knowledge that eluded even the most discerning observers.

"Let's not delve deeper into this discussion," urged one among them.

"We should just place your trust on Naruto," another voice chimed in.

Carnes, unlike one prone to dwelling on the past, had transcended such inclinations.

His demeanor mirrored that of monk, devoid of attachment and liberated to chart his own course.

His pursuits were unbridled, and he moved through life as his whims dictated.

In the midst of this unfolding drama, the Deva Path directed its attention towards Naruto.

The two engaged in a verbal dance, exchanging words that served as both weapons and shields.

"I killed the person you love the most."

"Don't you hate me? Do you not harbor any resentment!?"

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A single sentence, laden with weight, shattered the fragile composure of Naruto's mind, he found the moorings of his sanity slipping away.

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