Death Is Imminent

In the darkness where he could not see his fingers, Uchiha Tunan's voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep.

Do you know the reason why they can't break free from my illusion technique?

First, it's because my strength is much stronger than theirs.

Second, it's because it's not just a simple five sense illusion technique.

The five senses illusion only interfered with the opponent's ability to receive and deal with information.

And I used the mental secret technique of the clan Yamanaka to directly disturb their hearts.

It was completely useless to use chakra to crack it, and one had to have an extraordinary will.

I have seen an old monk before, and his will is simply too firm to imagine.

He didn't even have a moment of confusion when I used my full power.

In the living room, the six ninjas were already dead. They stood there like wooden stakes.

Their abdomen was already empty, revealing the eerie skeleton inside.

Everyone had a strange smile on their faces.

It made people shudder.

The puppets carried the containers and walked towards the room in an orderly manner.

Hatake Dou's forehead was covered in sweat. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suppressed the nausea in his stomach. He pushed the gold-rimmed glasses with his right index finger and said,

I understand what Sir means. According to the research, illusion is just a spiritual energy attack contained in chakra.

As long as a person's will is firm enough, then his soul will be even more tenacious, and he will be immune to illusion attacks.

There was a sound of light pecking at the tea in the darkness, and then one hand held the teacup out of the darkness and placed the teacup firmly on the low table.

I have a lot of conjectures recently, including the contents of the illusion.

Ninjas classified the supernatural power of this world into Ninja Fantasy.

Ninjutsu was something that humans could summon through Chakra to create.

Physical arts were something that humans could constantly strengthen their bodies.

So what about illusions?

Was it just to bewitch people?

I don't think so.

Uchiha has a forbidden technique called Izanagi.

It can turn the damage received into a dream.

The meaning behind this is too shocking.

This was an illusion.

It could actually change reality with illusory things.

The Sharingan was actually not that powerful, it was more like a good program.

When the Sharingan was activated, it would automatically display those techniques.

This meant that the current illusion technique was just a low-level usage of spiritual energy.

There was still a very large amount of potential space that needed to be excavated.

If everything went smoothly, he would wait until the research of Yin Yang Escape succeeded.

The next research project would be the illusion technique.

Hatake Dou nodded thoughtfully. "I understand, sir."

A hand was tapping rhythmically on the white table.

"The strength of these little mice is not bad. I will work overtime tonight."

I should be able to create a few puppets with decent combat strength.

If you are interested, you can learn the puppet techniques I have collected.

When the time comes, you can also choose a few for self-defense.

With my skills, the strength of the new puppets will only be stronger than before them.

Dou respectfully said, "Thank you very much, sir."

His hand that was lightly knocking on the table paused for a moment, then he raised it and patted Dou on the shoulder.

"We are all on the same side. I naturally care very much about your safety."

If anything happens to you, I won't even have a person to tell the truth.

Dou lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I don't understand why you value me so much."

Uchiha Tunan's soft laughter came from beside him.

Because I like smart people, especially people who have a calm personality and are good at reflecting on their shortcomings.

Alright, I'll have to trouble you to clean up the rest.

Turn on the lights so that you won't be afraid.

At this time, in a room in Sunset Red building of the orphanage.

A white-haired old man pressed his body against the wall by the window.

He looked through the window and saw that the room not far away suddenly lit up with warm yellow lights.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly as he thought to himself, Is it over?

Is it over?

There was no movement at all.

It seemed to be an overwhelming victory.

He just didn't know which side won.

In order to determine the final result.

The old man did not move, like a hunter in the deep forest, quietly observing.

Time passed bit by bit.

After a long time, a figure appeared by the window of the house not far away.

The figure opened the window, revealing the face of Hatake Dou.

After all, although the smell of blood in the room was gone after cleaning and disinfecting, Hatake Dou still felt a little uncomfortable.

So he opened the window to ventilation.

The old man upstairs lowered his body and his face was a little gloomy.

It seemed that they had failed.

The six elites, Jounin, had died just like that.

How could that guy be so strong? It seemed that his previous guess was wrong.

When the news passed, he had to send back the latest information.

"Sigh ---"

The old man sighed softly.

He was prepared to return to his bed to rest and wait for a suitable opportunity to pass on the information.

However, the moment he turned around, he was suddenly stunned on the spot.

In an instant, cold sweat that penetrated his heart and spleen dripped down his back.

In the middle of the room, a youth with bandages in his eyes, sitting on a wheel chair, smiled gently and said,

"Old man, what are you sighing about when you're about to die?"

So it's the Director. Why are you here?

I don't quite understand what you mean when you are about to die.

Are you cursing this old man?

The expression on the old man's face changed from shock to doubt, and there was also a hint of anger mixed in.

Uchiha Tunan leaned slightly sideways, propped up his head with one hand, and said with a face full of mockery,

"Why aren't you sleeping at night? What are you doing?"

Don't tell me that you feel that you will fall into eternal sleep after you die, so you simply don't sleep.

The old man took a deep breath, his face full of anger.

After several breaths, he let out a long sigh and said somewhat desolately,

When the moon is full every day.

I would think of my dead son and daughter-in-law, and I couldn't sleep no matter what.

When you are old, you can't help but recall.

Uchiha Tunan nodded with a look of approval.

"When the fifteen festival was originally full, old man, you looked at things and thought of people. I understand very well."

The expression on the old man's face darkened. He said in an ancient tone,

"Director, Director, did I make you unhappy?"

If you hate an old man like me, I will move out tomorrow.

Uchiha Tunan chuckled and shook his head.

You are also a talent. You even hid it from me for such a long time.

I was talking about how I couldn't get your approval.

It turns out that you are an old spy.

I have to say that you are really dedicated. You are still acting at this time.

The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this. His eyes were full of confusion as he said,

"Director, I don't understand what you are talking about. You can't slander this old man."

Uchiha Tunan raised his eyebrows slightly. He pushed the wheelchair with both hands and approached the old man. He moved his face close to the old man and seemed to be sizing him up with his eyes under the bandage.

The old man still maintained a blank expression as he looked strangely at Uchiha Tunan who was right in front of him.

After a long time, a look of surprise appeared on Uchiha Tunan's face.

Hiss ---

There was no chakra flow, and there was no trace of a sealing technique.

So you are really an ordinary person. An ordinary person can persist for so long as a spy without revealing his true identity.

Amazing, amazing!

The old man was furious and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? I was born in Konoha since I was a child. How could I be a spy?"

Uchiha Tunan sneered and said,

"What's the use of shouting so loudly?"

Today, even if you shout until your throat is broken, no one will be able to hear you.

Be good and give me your memory, let me see how many little rats there are in Konoha.

These are all my future achievements.

It was perfect for blocking the mouths of the others.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man was horrified to find that his shadow on the ground suddenly stood up, held his neck tightly, and lifted him up.

The old man reacted, and his mind was shocked instantly. He opened his mouth and said with difficulty,

This is..................

How could you be? Could it be that you are the descendant of Uchiha and the Nara Clan?

"You still say that you are not a spy? You are quite knowledgeable."

Uchiha Tunan controlled the other hand of the old man's shadow and extended it to the top of the old man's head, beginning to search his memories.

The old man only felt a cold and cold energy pour into his brain, turning into small knives, crazily stirring the brain water.

The unbearable pain hit him, and the old man's eyes widened. He instinctively wanted to scream.

But it seemed that he could not control his throat and could not make a sound.

"Uh.." .

After a long time, Uchiha Tunan finished searching for the information he wanted and controlled the shadow holding the old man's neck to exert some strength.

"Ka ---"

A crisp cracking sound rang out and the old man's head hung down powerlessly.

In the dark room, Uchiha Tunan's magnetic and gentle voice sounded.

He actually has the contact information and information of most of the spies in Hidden Mist.

As expected of having an elder at home.

You really are a treasure.

You even gave me such a big gift before you died.