Pitch Black Angel, Pure White Devil

Woosh!

Under the astonished gaze of countless spectators, chakra like a storm erupted from Gai's body.

Before the start of the battle, Makoto had already estimated the impact of the chakra leaking from a strong person's battle on ordinary people, and for this reason, he had not only temporarily removed the Reibi's main body from the floating fortress, but also kept the audience as far away from the scene as possible, and most of the time, they were using the large projections as the main viewing object.

But even so, the wind of chakra that suddenly erupted out still rippled through the audience.

The Konoha ninjas reacted extremely quickly, but there were still a small number of hats and veils carried by the ladies and young ladies that were blown right out of the room, going nowhere.

For a time, the entire venue was screaming.

However, this scream rarely contained pain or fear, instead, it was mostly excitement.

This was because under the referee's commentary, the audience already roughly knew what Gai was doing - in this instant, Gai had already entered the realm of top-tier powerhouses!

Because of certain necessary concerns, there hadn't been any Kage-class masters crashing the auditions since the Imperial Trial Combination Contest actually began.

This battle between Gai and Hiruko was the first collision of the Shadow class.

The audience knew that the Kages were strong, but war was just too far away from them. And the ninjas, who revered stealthy action, had no idea of showing off their force in front of ordinary people.

Until this moment, they had never really seen the top stream in the ninja...

The yearning for the strong and pure power made them become incredibly exuberant.

However, the excitement of the spectators no longer had anything to do with Gai and Hiruko.

At this moment, both of them simultaneously sensed that fatal crisis. Both sides did their best to focus their energies on the next strike.

"To think that he could open the Eight Gates Released Formation to the seventh gate in one breath... What a terrifying fellow! -

"No, I must use my full strength..."

At this time, Hiruko had completely not dared to underestimate Gai anymore, completely treating him as a true expert of the same age as himself.

However...

It's already too late.

Gai's hegemony skyrocketed, wildly increased, and powerfully increased!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

His aura at this moment was fifty times more powerful than he had ever been.

Incredibly domineering thoughts, incomparably berserk states, and such furious chakra, what else in the world could resist it?

Fuck, what else in the world can resist it?

-Nothing!

Boom!

At this moment, Gai's entire body was like an extremely terrifying meteor, propelled by the excessively berserk chakra, charging towards Hiruko at a speed that was hard to see even for a master of taijutsu.

Hiruko wanted to escape.

But he couldn't escape.

Hiruko wanted to dodge.

But he couldn't dodge.

He could only watch as Gai rushed towards him like a meteor, destroying all the defenses he had constructed in an instant.

It was true that the Seven Gates didn't have a multiplier as exaggerated as the Eight Gates - the Eight Gates were life-fighting techniques that unleashed everything in the body in the blink of an eye!

But Hiruko is also far from being comparable to a supreme expert like Rikudo Madara...

"Woo-ah!"

Without any surprise, the chakra-covered Gai, like an angry dragon, rushed out a dozen miles with a foot against Hiruko's chest.

It wasn't until that terrifying wave of chakra ran out that the two came to a stop.

By this time, the two had rushed out of the arena a long way. The referee hurriedly put on the wings of the Black Hawk Squad and flew high into the air, beginning to broadcast who the true victor was for the spectators who were anxious to know the results.

The two fought extremely hard in this battle, both of them could be said to have had their clothes destroyed under the mad ravages of chakra.

Gai in particular, in addition to all of his clothes being finished, the meridians all over his body were glistening under the effects of the excess chakra.

His chakra was almost completely depleted.

But he was still standing! Still retained consciousness!

And stepping under his feet was none other than Hiruko, who had also almost been hit with a fruitful body.

Hiruko's figure was extremely lousy, and more crucially, he had apparently completely lost his consciousness...

"KO! -

"The winner of this match is Maito Gai from Konoha!"

Hearing the referee make such an announcement, only then did Gai, who was like a god of war, violently fall to the ground.

The referee was shocked and hurriedly called the stretcher team that had been waiting in the arena to come and save him.

Because Gai kicked too far, as a last resort, the stretcher team drove an ambulance directly.

A few Konoha ninjas with nimble hands carried Gai up, but probably because of the lack of skill, the ambulance's wheels pressed right through his face when it was rescuing Hiruko.

Luckily, ninjas are physically tougher... It's no big deal... right?

Anyway, it didn't look like Hiruko was hung.

The audience didn't care about him either.

Who let him have such a foul mouth.

Whether it was a kekkei genkai ninja or an ordinary ninja, they all hated him to death.

-From a certain point of view, Hiruko did succeed in stirring up everyone's emotions.

Persuading an old whore to become a good person and watching a salty fish turn over is always the most enjoyable thing for people to see. Hiruko's mouth stinks, but his strength is real. Now that Gai had knocked him down from the front, he immediately gained everyone's respect.

All kinds of cheers and applause were heard for a long time.

If it wasn't for the fact that Gai had now been carried into the hospital, it was probably not uncommon for some emotionally charged female fans to drag him into their homes and take him to the ground.

...A big mystery in Naruto is how the two guys, Gai and Kakashi, are single to the end.

In any case, at this moment, Gai even suppressed the light of the Kages and became the prettiest cub in the ring.

His years of hard work had finally paid off.

The fervor, the hard work, the victory, everything was so well deserved.

Yet next... was Kage's time.

The hero had done his job, and it was time for the sinister and evil villain to take his place on the stage.

Makoto glanced at Tsunade, who immediately put on her white coat and hurried towards the hospital.

-If it weren't for the fact that Tsunade was there and was already convinced from daily diagnosis that Gai already possessed the most basic conditions to open the Seven Gates, Makoto would not have carried out such a plan.

This kind of thing like the Eight Gates Released Formation, playing it off was really either death or disability.

Makoto knows that this guy will be able to open the six and seven doors in the future as if he were playing....

After seeing Tsunade leave, Makoto nodded his thanks to the two Kages.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter."

The Yondaime Kazekage, as his father-in-law, didn't care about helping with such a small favor.

"Hehe, Konoha really has a lot of talent."

Kitsuchi said polite words, but the heart is a bitter... group of old guys of the three ninjas are still there, but Konoha has sprung up such a promising young man, it is really...

"Thanks to the two of you for your help."

Makoto knows the mood of the two, and does not explain more, but called an Anbu, carefully instructed.

"The scene just now, all recorded it... very well, go back and tell Shikaku, do your best, at all costs to promote Gai. -

"Tomorrow, no matter how big or small the newspaper is, I want to see Gai on the front page... As for the headline... Anyway, just bring it in the direction of the hot-blooded kid defeating the masters of the world's clans... Of course, make sure he remembers to hedge his bets and get some opposition out there too... -

"For today's footage, spread it all out, get some great editors, that white thing is as evil as it can be, with filters as netherworldly as they need to be. Cut in the BGM of the green fruit, as well as the several of our shadows standing up together... I won't go into the details, Shikaku himself has a number, let him watch it, don't be heartbroken about the money."

The Anbu nodded and quietly left.

After explaining these explicit things, Makoto bids farewell to the crowd before entering the Konoha hospital in his Hokage robes.

As Makoto expected, although Gai was seriously injured, his life was not in danger.

With Tsunade as the main surgeon, and with his little powerhouse level of vitality, he would be pretty much fine for ten days and half a month in bed at most.

It wouldn't even affect his ability to play a full game as long as his match was delayed a bit.

But the other thing is just...

The fifth floor of Konoha's building had been completely cleared out, with all medical staff evacuated.

When Makoto arrived outside of Hiruko's ward, Kakuzu, Aunt Snake, and Jiraiya were already waiting there with their backs against the wall.

Kakuzu was still dressed in the same masked outfit as before, and his reaction was extremely cold.

"What's wrong, this reaction?"

Makoto took the initiative to greet him.

"No, it's nothing... Actually, I've known this for a long time, it's just that it's still a bit of a surprise for everyone to throw off their masks and actually meet in this way."

"Surprised by what? The Hokage himself comes to sleep with you?"

"No, I'm surprised that the Hokage can draw this kind of books without any pressure at all to make money."

I didn't realize that this Kakuzu guy was quite venomous.

But it wasn't a big problem.

Kakuzu is indifferent to loyalty, he only loves money.

Konoha gives so much, he doesn't mind working for Konoha. Even if... it all doesn t matter.

In the long war, his little bit of truth and beauty had all worn out long ago.

"There's always a way out for yourself."

"No need. At my age, I've earned every extra minute of life. And what you guys are doing is not any different in my eyes."

"Alright... then cooperate more in the future."

Makoto finished like this and threw a piece of paper to Kakuzu, who didn't even look at it and accepted it directly - this was his payment for this while.

There was nothing special on it, just one sentence.

After doing so, Makoto looked at Jiraiya.

Jiraiya made a gesture of invitation to Kakuzu.

Kakuzu didn't reply and simply left the fifth floor with Jiraiya.

Next, the two were going to have a big fight.

All of Nagato's men were rouge ninja, after all, and he didn't really care about the loyalty of his men - in the original, Kakuzu was always late for his personal jobs, and he didn't say much about it.

As long as the men were willing to work.

This time, he was actually opposed to his men coming over, but after coming over, and with something like Hiruko, it would be too strange to go back without a fight.

With the strength of Jiraiya, Kakuzu was seriously injured, fleeing back in a state of disarray is consistent with the persona.

As for Kazehana Doto... he ran away a long time ago.

His strength is too weak compared to Konoha. If Hiruko messed up successfully, then even at the risk of heaven and earth, Kazehana Doto will stay to help him continue to create conflicts.

But now, Hiruko almost even got beaten into a bean paste...

Stay to do what, to help Konoha ninja brush the war record.

In fact, it is okay to catch Kazehana Doto now.

But Makoto felt that it is better to stay first.

Kazehana Sosetsu's character is really not tough enough. As a conservative, he can barely maintain the national government, but now the times are rolling... Since he can not be a villain, let the Kazehana Doto come.

No matter what, Kazehana Sosetsu also spoke for him in front of the daimyo, this favor he has to bear.

And Aunt Snake's words... Aunt Snake what the hell is your situation?

"What's wrong? This kind of look?"

White shirt, black breeches, another pair of purple silk, and camel high heels... Aunt Snake, when did you become so trendy?

But that can't be said.

"Well... I didn't expect you to dress like this, it's quite surprising."

"Really? I heard that this is very popular in big cities now, so I just bought it casually." Shock.

So that's how it is? ...That's good.

For some reason, Aunt Snake's favorability towards him was just particularly high, and it had actually damn reached 99.

As a straight man, Makoto felt a lot of pressure.

The two of them briefly exchanged pleasantries and soon got down to business.

Makoto saw the sleeping Hiruko inside through the ward door.

Being caught in his hands, there was no way for Hiruko to run away. But now Hiruko...

Kiruko's situation was very strange at this time. His body was damaged and the wounds on his body had only received the most basic treatment. But the strangest thing is that there is a blind lion on his head.

The lion had a death grip on his head and had driven two fangs into his brain.

The lion only needed to push a little bit harder to take his life.

Makoto did ask Aunt Snake and Jiraiya earlier to weaken his state as much as possible without killing Hiruko.

But now, if...

"What kind of situation is he in?"

"What else could it be... It's the same as what you saw, just a jutsu to protect himself."

"Is there a way to undo it?"

"There is. But I'm not sure I can keep him alive as well."

The situation at hand was a bit of a dilemma.

But it was also a matter of course.

The war between ninjas had always been so cruel.

Especially in the protection and pursuit of information.

Kisame is indeed a pure man. In order not to leak information, he directly chose to commit suicide.

However this was also a helpless move under sorrow.

In a Ninja War, suicide is actually a very cold and wise approach... You can't withstand the other party's torture.

It really can't be carried.

There are far too many brutal physical punishments, as well as vicious ninjutsu techniques, that can forcefully pry apart a human's own willpower.

One month's reading of Uchiha Itachi can make one spend a lifetime reading it. Other genjutsu ninjas may not have such a high magnification, but they can do some more cruel things...

What kind of will and obsession can resist decades of vicissitudes and pain?

If he commits suicide early, even his enemies will say he is a tough guy. And those who are not cruel will usually end up not very good... This is the war of ninjas.

Hiruko is an ex-Konoha jonin, also experienced the extremely cruel third ninja war, itself has incomparably rich combat experience.

Since he became a rouge ninja, Konoha has become more and more powerful, and he cannot help but be on tenterhooks. Naturally, there is no need to say more about protecting his own consciousness - after all, it is too early in the plot, and he has not even had time to train the three subordinates in the plot.

Now that he's completely unconscious, the jutsu he prepared earlier in the day are of course immediately activated.

Now that no one was doing anything to him, the summoning beast was naturally unresponsive. But once someone tries to use any jutsu on him, or even feels any flow of chakra... this summoning beast will definitely stab its master's brain without hesitation, leaving nothing for the enemy.

This Ninjutsu could be solved, but because the distance was simply too close, Hiruko's brain would definitely not be saved.

If it were anyone else, Makoto would probably not bother to argue with him, just kill him, and then use Edo Tensai and ask directly.

Since both sides were already enemies, they should be prepared to endure his counterattacks.

But it really can't be done now.

...Because the Sennin and Hiruko were friends, and the relationship was once very good.

Killing people is nothing more than a head point, everyone is an enemy, then there is nothing to say. But blasphemy of the soul this kind of thing... is really still the bottom line.

From the beginning to the end of this matter has not been mentioned, but as a disciple of, always have to take care of the mood of the master.

After all, ...it's not like there's really no way out.

"In that case... then protect me for a second. One second is enough."

"One second? What jutsu are you going to use?" Aunt Snake was curious about Makoto's thoughts, "This self-destruct type of jutsu is very vicious, the more chakra you input, the faster it explodes. Even if you just input a little..."

"A little is enough, I'm not planning to do anything, I just want to talk to the other party, so that he will voluntarily give me the Chimera jutsu."

Since the beginning, what Makoto wanted the most was the Chimera jutsu.

In the end, Hiruko was still thinking traditionally, not wanting to share his jutsu, which was why he lost so badly.

If you let Makoto himself...

However, now that Hiruko was made to look like this, forcibly robbing is no longer possible, and can only be persuaded.

Luckily, Makoto could give him an offer he couldn't refuse.

"So, what are you going to talk to him about?"

"Talking about life."

Makoto said this and injected a trace of chakra into Hiruko's body.

The lion that was protecting Hiruko's body immediately reacted and started destroying Hiruko's brain. But Makoto didn't care, because in this small moment, he had temporarily introduced a bit of Hiruko's consciousness into his body.

In the world of the spirit, he would have more actual operating time.

But as long as Hiruko was conscious, he just had to stall for time... so it wasn't forced hypnosis.

... ...

In the dimly lit world of consciousness, Hiruko opened his eyes.

Greeting him was Makoto, who was full of smiles.

"Is this the world... inside my head?"

Hiruko blinked his eyes and quickly realized what the problem was now.

"As expected of Godaime Hokage, who is known for his expertise in Genjutsu... Are you interested in what's inside my head? Let me guess, it's for the Chimera jutsu, right? -

"But it's also true that it's something you guys like to do... After all, who can say no to kekkei genkai?"

At this time, Hiruko's heart was filled with indignation, and trying to convince him with words like partnership and friendship was something that was simply impossible.

As for the exchange of benefits that Moto specializes in, ...pull back, he is in this state, hating Konoha, what is there to exchange.

"As you said, this is indeed your mind space. Because before you go on your way, I would like to have a word with you."

"I'm not going to work with you, I'm going to die with my secrets."

The feeling of being a loser was excruciatingly painful, but if it was to upset an enemy, Hiruko could still do it.

"If I didn't judge wrongly, the jutsu I released outside should have already activated on its own right... I only need to last these few minutes in front of me at most."

"No, in fact, if you know about the Nidaime, or know the details of the Fourth Ninja War, you should know about the jutsu called Edo Tensai... ha, but I'm not going to use it against you... after all, to a large extent. We are on the same side."

"The same people? Are you kidding me? Hahahahaha. Me, a loser, and you, a Hokage, are on the same side?"

"I'm not lying... because..."

Hiruko laughed maniacally, however, he soon couldn't laugh anymore.

Because in his eyes, Makoto's conscious body appearance began to change.

It was no longer the bright young man from before, but... half human and half demon.

Half of his face and body did not change in any way, but the other side of him turned into a terrifying evil demon.

This evil demon was extremely hideous, with its head covered with a ghastly white mask, and on its head was a slender and sharp bull's horn. It was exposed with white bones and was constantly twisting and twitching, as if it was an evil spirit that was suffering endless pain.

The demon seemed to be in extreme pain and wanted to escape Makoto, but the countless thin threads linked him and Makoto together, so there was no way to escape, and he could only continuously let out roars of extreme pain.

The evil demon roared in pain, while the human face always wore a soft smile that never diminished by half.

Before taking action, Hiruko already knew that the blood of the Suo clan came from the Kurama clan, and because of the strong genjutsu skills of the Kurama clan, it was easy for the strong men in the past to be unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, so most of them died early. .

Instead, it was the weaker clansmen who could not utilize the power of the kekkei genkai that could grow up safely.

Earlier, he had long guessed that Makoto's genjutsu was so superb that it most likely had this problem as well.

Now, he was completely certain.

Makoto really did have an Ido.

T/N: Ido (from Naruto wiki, thanks fandom), is a sentient and malicious personality within Kurama Yakumo, who appeared in the anime version

But instead of suffering for his Ido, his Ido was controlled by him, suffering a sea of pain with him all the time, yet he couldn't even try to escape...

"This is... the true posture of your soul!"

"No, that evil demon... is not your soul at all! Why is your soul only half that of a normal person!"

Some of the ninjas' jutsu actually touched on the fundamentals and taboos of this world.

One of those items is the soul.

Aunt Snake in the original work used to use Living Corpse Reincarnation to constantly replace her physical body, and Hiruko has actually made similar attempts.

Only Aunt Snake was more in favor of the life itself, while Hiruko was more interested on kekkei genkai on the other side.

In the case of their own potential has been exhausted, Hiruko has also tried to directly obtain the other person's kekkei genkai through the replacement of the body.

But it didn't work.

After all, the soul was at stake, and the various risks were too high.

That's why there was the current Chimera technique.

He didn't need to change his body to directly seize another person's kekkei genkai... But that didn't mean he wasn't aware of what another person's soul was like.

"It's true that it's only half of a regular person. Because... my other half has been sent to the Pure Land by me... although it ended up missing - in fact, after cutting it open I realized that, just like the body, the soul is doubly backed up. There are two lungs, two waists, and two hands... Cutting off half has a big impact, but it's not like you can't go on living. -

"At the very least, I can use my own inner demon to block the missing part... It's even better than the original half soul. What the soul has forgotten, the inner demon will not forget. And what I have to do It's just to extract those things that I have forgotten from its body... -

"Whether it's important memories from the past, various techniques that were only glanced at and should have been forgotten, or... pain that cannot be forgotten!"

Makoto, who was only half left, said so and thrust his hand into the heart demon's body. He forcibly grabbed out a ball of colorful stuff from it, and then ruthlessly shoved it into Hiruko's forehead.

Immediately, Hiruko's eyes widened and he clutched his head in incomparable pain.

Because at that moment, he saw countless memories of Makoto.

Some memories that he couldn't comprehend, but were incomparably real ran rampant in his mind.

This was by no means made up memories, because made up memories decided that they couldn't be so real... These memories, all of them were Makoto's past...

"Wow, is this traveling through? I traveled to Konoha? That's awesome! I still have kekkei genkai... hahahahaha, that's great! -

"Although this Suo clan, it looks like I haven't heard of it at all ... Hmm? Is it an in-law of the Kurama clan... is it one of those small clan that accidentally disappears into the flood of history? -

"Such a small clan, that's really a lot... hehehe, but it doesn't matter, I know the plot! Even if you can't become the Hokage, in the case of having a kekkei genkai, it's always okay to be an jonin and muddle through a lazy life, right? -

"In all seriousness, the beautiful girls in Naruto are super abundant, and the difficulty of the strategy is mostly not high... Hey, silly little sister, don't suddenly shove your foot in my mouth... You're still laughing! ...ah shucks... babies are really troublesome..."

The flood of memories came and went swiftly.

Hiruko couldn't remember much, but he knew that this colorful memory was loaded with his happiest times.

Those were the times he spent with his older brother, older sister, younger brother, younger sister, parents, and grandparents when he was a baby.

The life of a ninja was harsh, but happy.

There was a time when the Suo clan, too, came to be prosperous.

And because they were extremely close to each other, there was no separation of the family. The family was always together and happy.

"Hoo hoo... you bastard... what are you showing me these for? -

"Is it your genjutsu... No, it's not a genjutsu... -

"Phew, if it's really your memories, then next, you guys are going to be on the battlefield! Guys like you will all die!"

Hiruko clutched his head and hissed and growled like this.

He felt unusually painful, not because of Makoto's happy childhood, but because he hadn't even enjoyed that much of his childhood.... He was an orphan, and from the time he was conscious, he hadn't known what his parents and relatives looked like.

"Ah, you're right, that part of life was indeed very painful. -

"In fact, for me, the painful thing is also not being a small child and having to go to war. Rather... it was having to take my younger brother, who was even younger than me, as well as my younger sister, to go to war. To go and watch them die. Go to see them... being rippled by Explosive Tags, blown up with only half of their bodies... half of their hands... or... half a finger... remain right in front of me."

Makoto laughed so loudly, and dug out another ball of tainted flesh and blood from his heart demon, forcing it into the consciousness of Hiruko.

Strange memories, once again, appeared.

Only this time the memories that appeared did not contain anything beautiful, but endless destruction and desolation.

On the smoke-strewn battlefield, the young Makoto was covered in scorched black. He sat dumbfounded on the ground, staring at a few small cuts of the skinny corpse in front of him that was no longer recognizable.

At this time, his stomach had been broken open, and his internal organs were constantly flowing out, and the drilling pain hit his nerves over and over again, but he was oblivious to it.

"How can it be like this... How can it be like this... Why is it like this... Am I not a traveler? Why is it like this... It shouldn't be! I've obviously been careful careful careful careful! -

"Why is it like this! -

"Is it because I didn't try hard enough?! -

"Opposite of the bogeyman! What are you guys doing here? You guys can't beat Konoha, you'll end up signing a surrender! You guys get so many thousands of ryo a day, what are you fighting for!"

The young Makoto said this and covered his head, wanting to scream, but he couldn't, and could only let out a murmur that was truly as eerie as a night lord's.

"Screw crossover! Fuck Naruto! Why did you let me come to this world and then not give me the power to change it! What's the use of the Suo clan's kekkei genkai! -

"What's the use!!! -

"Why not give me the Sharingan Eyes! Why not give me the Mangekyo! Why don't you give me the Rinnegan!"

As he howled in agony, an equally grizzled blonde teenager arrived at Makoto's side from a distance and knocked him out in one blow.

"Makoto, hold on! Hold on!"

The pain of life reaching its limit and the simultaneous death of his closest relatives was like a sword, constantly stirring in Hiruko's consciousness, causing him to suffer.

However, when this overly intense emotion was slightly tempered, and Hiruko once again looked at Makoto, his eyes were no longer as full of hatred as they were.

"You have also endured the pain of war! You and I are the same... always! Always so! Endless!"

The ninja who could live to Hiruko's age had all crawled out from the piles of the dead.

The real literal sense, without the slightest moisture of the pile of dead people.

In that heap of dead people, the ones who piled up the most were the little children who had no kekkei genkai.

They had not yet tasted the beauty of the world, much less understood the meaning of war. When they came to their senses, they were already lying in a pool of blood, becoming a cold number on the monument of consolation.

Hiruko's incomparable loathing of the kekkei genkai ninja and his incomparable longing for the kekkei genkai began precisely at that time.

He had been running away from a problem, but had never been able to escape it-weakness.

He was hating why he couldn't be stronger and save his former partner.

Why the things he had always longed for were so easily available to others!

"The world shouldn't fucking be like this!"

"Yes, the world shouldn't be like this!" Makoto laughed maniacally while the Heart Demon grew more and more agonized, he tore another piece of flesh and blood from the Heart Demon and stuffed it into Hiruko's body, "Then let's change it together!"

"Hmm, change it! How to change it!?"

"By becoming stronger, of course!"

The memory that appeared before Hiruko this time was a study.

A study that at first glance had not been cleaned by a woman, and was slowly starting to become lonesome and depressed, and dust was starting to appear.

The young Makoto didn't care about any of this, as he kept rummaging through the pile of scriptures in the study.

Soon, he found what he wanted.

"If it's this one... If it's this one... Yes, it's this one!"

"Before the Otsutsuki lineage came to this world, the power system of this world was Senjutsu, or natural energy. It was only after Otsutsuki's arrival that the chakra system appeared. -

"I'm not interested in comparing the pros and cons of the two, and I don't have any talent for magic, but... what happened to the extremely huge chakra that a ninja obtained when he used Edo Tensei? -

"This is obviously not the power carried by the ninjas themselves, otherwise... it is the Pure Land! The Pure Land itself is a super chakra source! -

"I don't know the specifics of what's going on in there, but can I steal chakra out of the Pure Land? The amount of chakra the Pure Land holds as a world is surely more than any Biju, right? -

"But the living can't go to the Pure Land, and if the dead... then the point of going to the Pure Land is lost. Unless... half dead and half alive. -

"Half of your soul is in the living, and half of your soul is in the Pure Land. Through the attraction between souls, maintain your state in a half-Edo Tensei state at all times in order to obtain a near infinite amount of chakra!"

The young Makoto whispered and raised his head.

At this moment, Makoto's eyes were blood red, like a mad demon.

Even Hiruko couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he saw it.

"You actually want to steal the power of the Pure Land... you madman... This kind of thing is impossible to do! If the Sage of Six Paths knew about it, they would never allow it either!"

"Yeah, that kind of thing, just thinking about it, I know that it definitely can't be done... But I'm really so weak, what should I do... I want power... I want to change this f*cking world... I'm so sad..."

Makoto's voice, once again, turned as ugly as a night lord.

"I don't want to come to this world! I don't want to see them die one by one in front of me! I don't want to be an invalid! -

"An invalid who has all of his internal organs drained out and it's so hard to patch them back up, but he can't even do any running! -

"They look down on me! They told me to die quickly and not to take up other people's medical resources!"

Crying out in such rage, like a bereaved dog, he was incomparably wretched.

But Hiruko was not repulsed, but rather recognized a little more.

Because he had also been so helpless and agonizing.

"So... you cut your soul?"

"Ah, cut it."

"Did... it work?"

It was a redundant question, after all, Makoto was standing right here and had become Godaime Hokage.

But Hiruko still wanted to ask.

"Failed... that kind of thing, how can it succeed... just think about it."

"Then you..."

"Half of my soul is gone, but the good thing is that my pain is still there. So I pinched and squeezed them and turned them into my demons, which acted as plugs to close the gaping hole in my soul."

That was bullshit.

It went against all the common sense of ninjutsu that Hiruko had ever learned.

But Hiruko still inexplicably believed it.

"In that case... it hurts, doesn't it."

"You're not talking nonsense...why don't you give it a try?"

Out of some kind of mind that even Hiruko himself couldn't say, he took the initiative to dig his hand deeper into the Heart Demon, digging out a mass of rotting, stinking stuff, and then lightly licking it.

-Hiss!

As if he had swallowed a hundred thousand foreign spices, Hiruko's entire soul went numb.

Countless memories madly and incomparably rushed into his soul.

"Crap, is there any mistake, his family is so rich, his body is full of famous brands, where does he look like a poor student, how did you give him the subsidized quota? Shouldn't it be for me? -

"Ah ah, more work, less talk, people have invited everyone to dinner, there is a bite of food still can not block your mouth?"

"Damn, I really have to go back... there are very important things today..."

"No matter how important it is, can the company's affairs be important? Come on, stop sulking and start working. The client will use it tomorrow morning."

"But I really... my girlfriend... really... I've been working overtime for more than three months straight..."

"Just do it if you are told. Why is there so much nonsense? If you don't do it, others will do it. If your girlfriend is gone, you will be gone. If you find another one, it's just a big deal. Young people, you just have to endure more hardships."

"Oh, you are the one who was introduced by Aunt Li, right... How much is your monthly income? What, it's just that, don't have a house or a car... What a waste of my time... Let's go, remember to settle the bills of me and my friends. "

This mass of memories is as rotten as rotten mud, just a slight touch, Hiruko directly spit out.

"What the hell is all this?!"

"The real world, what else could it be."

The half-human, half-demon Makoto sat down.

Hiruko also sat down beside him.

At this time, Makoto was no longer as cold and stern as before, and had completely relaxed.

He did not know where to pull out a cigarette and handed it to Hiruko... Where in the world did he get the cigarette, this is mind space...

But Hiruko still took the cigarette.

"So, how in the world did you become like this? Was there some kind of strange encounter?"

"What kind of adventure can I have? Half of my soul was cut off, my body and soul were ruined, my spirit collapsed, and I just lay on the bed waiting for death. Fortunately, my brother was loyal enough, and he still refused to give up on me even after this, so he finally managed to save me. At that time, I was completely paralyzed, and I was incontinent for a while... but I finally survived."

"Who..."

"Who else could it be, Minato."

Ah! The Yondaime Hokage...

Hiruko lowered his eyes.

He did not have such a friend.

Perhaps, the Sennin used to be... but, was abandoned by him.

Hiruko picked up a cigarette, but did not smoke it, just remembered the old days.

"So, you're just fine? Just so not hate? Those... things you can not give up, all regardless?"

"Just this?"

Makoto said so frivolously.

However, when Hiruko looked at him again, he realized that what flickered in his eyes, which were only half remaining, was endless anger.

The three realms are unsettled, like a house of fire, filled with suffering.

However, what was flickering in Makoto's eyes at this moment was the purest rage.

It was a flame that would burn out the entire world.

When the mind devils saw this flame, they could not avoid it and suffered greatly. Makoto's person met this fire, but more and more clamor, such as in the summer heat, drinking cold drinks.

Not only that, in that cold fire eyes, he also saw another figure.

A figure with a demon in his heart, trudging painstakingly through the Pure Land.

That figure was incomparably difficult, each step seemed like mountains weighing him down.

However, he was like a mad demon, not caring and only focusing on moving forward.

Countless people stood in the middle of the Pure Land, silently watching him until he walked in front of two people with strange eyes.

"Turn back, there is nothing you want here. This is the Pure Land of those who have died."

"How do you know there isn't if you don't look for it?"

The two were silent.

"O, rebel, do you believe in fate?"

"I believe."

"If this endless suffering is fate, what will you do?"

"Go against fate."

Half of Makoto's soul, after all, was not able to reach the Pure Land.

But the Pure Land could reach where Makoto was.

Those who are enlightened are constantly happy.

"These two...could it be..."

Even though they had never actually seen them before, the two's special appearance still made Hiruko realize something.

"The complete destruction of everything...is that what they allow...what exactly do they want to do..."

Hiruko murmured so.

He seemed to have figured something out, and seemed to be in even greater doubt.

But Makoto didn't let him continue thinking.

Because there was no time left.

"Brother, I was just here to have fun. I don't have time anymore... Give me a hand. I can use your Chimera technique."

"What are you going to do?"

"Publish all over the newspaper so that everyone will know this stuff - of course, we have to wait two years, and wait for Orochimaru's kekkei genkai successor to be completed."

"...Orochimaru is actually doing this kind of research?"

"Yeah, it would have been so nice for the two of you to work together, who let you run off on your own without treating Orochimaru as a friend."

"He he he he hu hu hu hu hu ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Hiruko suddenly laughed maniacally.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Even Makoto didn't know what he was laughing at, but before this sliver of soul disappeared, he drilled his already incomparably hazy body, the entirety of it, into Makoto's body of his own accord.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, things are really getting interesting!"

"Makoto, you son of a bitch, I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

-Whew!

"Woo-!"

Under Aunt Snake's watchful eye, that lion's fangs finally disappeared into Hiruko's brain, completely destroying his brain and announcing his death.

And with the death of its master, the summoning beast also violently dissipated, going to who knows where.

Aunt Snake looked at her dead old friend for a moment without the slightest fluctuation in her eyes.

Then, she dropped her worried gaze onto Makoto.

"You..."

"Wait a moment first, while I still remember, I have to write it down first..."

Makoto rubbed his face, not giving Aunt Snake a chance to continue speaking, took out a pen and paper and a scroll, and began to frantically write.

Within a short time, the Chimera technique was thoroughly copied - with Hiruko's character, there was no way he would leave the scroll behind.

Even his three close subordinates had not been able to obtain his full true transmission.

"Fortunately, no matter how cunning this guy is, in the end he is delirious under the state of serious injury, he was still tricked out by me... Hah, finally the busy work was not in vain."

Aunt Snake's eyes flowed.

"How did you trick him?"

"I lied to him that I was actually as extreme as him in my bones because of my dead brother. Not only that, I also lied to him that I was the one chosen by the Sage of the Six Paths to destroy all the calamities in the world."

"You don't have a brother?"

"Where would I get a brother?"

Aunt Snake was enlightened, but did not continue to dwell on Makoto's family relations.

"This kind of low level lie... he will believe?"

"It doesn't matter what I say, the key is whether he's willing to believe it or not - obviously, he is willing to believe it. People always hope that they are on the side of justice."

Makoto muttered this and threw the scroll he had just finished writing to Aunt Snake.

"I'll give it to you first, and then turn around and make a copy of me when you have the results."

"You two really should have worked together."

"Unfortunately, this guy also somehow had to die... He should have been in time to stop his own jutsu."

Aunt Snake took this valuable scroll in front of her, suddenly a little disinterested.

"Maybe... it just suddenly doesn't seem interesting anymore. -

"Always striving after something, only to realize in the end that it wasn't actually what one wanted."

Makoto felt that Aunt Snake was right.

In the original work, Hiruko did have this kind of emotional expression - what he wanted, after all, was still a companion

He had always had an inferiority complex.

He didn't hate the Sannin, but he hated himself for not being able to be as strong as the Sannin, for not being able to go on with the Sannin as friends... Whatever.

The dog has been taken care of, and the things have been obtained. Whatever he thinks, let him go.

When we go to hell later, maybe we can ask.

...Rotten people like them are destined not to go to the Pure Land.

"Then, so be it... -

"Makoto, live well. -

"I don't want... to sit in front of your grave a hundred years from now and talk to you about my new invention."

Aunt Snake put her hands behind her back and slowly walked towards. When she reached the window, she turned around again.

"This world... is really boring."

With these words, Aunt Snake unfolded her hands and fell in a free-fall position.

When Makoto rushed up to look, she was nowhere to be seen.