In Naruto, Building the Strongest Hidden Mist Village - Chapter 65 The Fourth Generation, Naoki Kaguya!

“You’re kidding.”

“what is that.”

“Monster, monster”

A huge ice mirror that could block out the sky and the sun suddenly stood up on the originally empty ground. However, the water dragon that they had placed high hopes on, tearing the air and overturning the houses along the way, silently merged into this ice mirror. In the middle, there is no more smoke.

The biting icy air emanated from the ice mirror and extended along the air.

The acceleration made those ANBU ninjas who had never witnessed Kaguya Naoki’s miracle of crossing the sea ice bridge or killing the big snake in the sky feel chilled and trembling from the bottom of their hearts, and they did not dare to resist.

“continue!”

The Sandaime’s eyes suddenly exuded unprecedented determination.

“continue?”

The ANBU ninjas looked at the ice mirror and secretly swallowed their saliva. Their waving hands suddenly became slow and confused.

What technique can break through this ice mirror?

No need to think about it!

Because, the man in white clothes and white robes with white eyes has already arrived in front of the third generation.

They were left with only one choice.

Draw the sword, draw the sword!

Dozens of Anbu ninjas drew out their long swords from their waists, leaped and slashed down, and when they waved their silver swords, it was like a long waterfall of the Milky Way!

Faced with this absolute and intimate cooperation, Naoki Kaguya did not use the bone veins that he was good at.

Crack!

This is the sound of fists.

Kaguya Naoki clenched his fists, his muscles and bones roared, and the powerful power shook the air.

In front of the Milky Way Waterfall, he didn’t dodge or dodge, he just clenched his fist and punched out.

Sonorous!

The white fist collided with the weapon, broke, moved forward, and shattered the throat!

At the same time, violent chakra surged out along with the fist, like a phantom of a blue demon waving.

The fist of white bones and the glowing blue fist intersected with the flesh and blood body. Naturally, only broken pieces of flesh, splattered blood, and even shattered brains were left.

The mixture of these objects splashed wet the Sandaime’s robe before he could release the next ninjutsu.

“You are so, so weak.”

Kaguya Naoki stood in front of the Sandaime and met his eyes.

The ANBU ninjas who were lucky enough to survive this attack trembled and fled without exception.

Loyalty, future, and prospects are all thrown away.

They just need to live.

But what was waiting for them were the thousands of ninjas surrounding the entire Mizukage building.

On the high platform, only Naoki Kaguya and the Sandaime were left.

His eyes flashed, his hands formed seals, and he looked at the pair of dull pupils.

“Sandaime, it’s time to wake up and take a look at the crimes you have committed.”

“open!”

A swirling blood-red flower appeared in the godless pupils, and then slowly dissipated under the pressure of the white eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that were gradually becoming brighter but tired and old.

“So, is it all a dream?”

The blood-stained long hair stuck to the skin, and the Sandaime opened his eyes again, first looking at Kaguya Naoki, and then looking up at the blue sky.

“The last time I saw this world was more than ten years ago. I was still young at that time, the village was still very powerful, and I still had dreams.”

“Face it, Sandaime.”

Kaguya Naoki said unceremoniously.

“Although it is not your decision to turn the village into this policy, as the top leader of Kirigakure, it cannot be justified in any case for being manipulated by others in silence for more than ten years.”

“I see.”

The Sandaime reluctantly moved his somewhat stiff body, rotating his head that seemed to not belong to his body, and slowly looked at everything in front of him, feeling a little bitter and a little relieved.

“Are these all here to kill me?”

“No.”

“What they want to kill is just the Mizukage.”

“A sinner like me doesn’t deserve to live.”

“You should feel guilty and sacrifice everything for Kirigakure Village, including your life.”

“I see.”

The Sandaime’s voice wavered, and he looked at the young figure of Naoki Kaguya. He suddenly became determined and slowly raised his voice, letting the voice resound in the empty street.

Such a speech had not been given for more than ten years, and the last time was the day he became the Mizukage.

“The Yondaime is yours!”

Listening to what the Sandaime said, Kaguya Naoki shook his body.

After waiting for a long time, this moment finally arrived.

My ten years of hard work are not in vain, and finally the clouds clear and the sky opens.

Kaguya Naoki turned around and looked at the crowd that was rising up in the audience.

The sound suddenly stopped.

With slight doubts, Naoki Kaguya looked in the direction where those in the audience were looking.

That is, the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost.

Holding a brand new blue and white robe in his hand, he walked up to Kaguya Naoki and knelt directly on the ground.

He looked at Kaguya Naoki with his eyes that were not big but revealed expectations and hopes.

“Yondaime, put it on.”

Yondaime.

Kaguya Naoki murmured softly, looking at the fluttering divine robe.

It is the human heart and the responsibility.

Now that I have been prepared to face all this.

“Then, put it on.”

He put on the divine robe and turned around. At that moment, the breeze began to pick up and the sun shone brightly.

“The Yondaime.”

The Sandaime, who stood beside Kaguya Naoki dejectedly and lonely, looked at the high-spirited figure with complicated eyes, as if he saw himself in the past.

At that time, I was still young and still thinking about revitalizing the village and unifying the ninja world. How did it end up like this?

No.

I am not as good as him.

The Sandaime slowly took two steps back, looked at the figure illuminated by the sun, and then looked at the ninjas in the audience, and for the first time he understood what a shadow was.

“Naoki.”

Terumi Mei looked at the fluttering divine robe and couldn’t help but cover her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

She will always remember that night ten years ago, when the boys and girls looked at the bright moon and vowed to change the village.

Today is the moment when dreams come true.

“Lord Naoki!”

Momochi Zabuza drew out his long sword and slashed it down.

Fulfill your promise and change this village.

I have placed all my dreams and future on you. If you dare to disappoint me, even though you are Naoki-sama, I will kill you with all my strength!

“Kaguya Naoki.”

Holding the beheading sword, he looked at the blue and white divine robes flying on the high platform.

I am just a knife, a killing knife. For the new era you envision, continue to use me until I break.

“Kaguya Naoki, Kaguya Naoki.”

Gui Deng Man Yue bit her shark-like teeth and looked at the figure with swaying eyes.

Goji Yagura clenched the weapon tightly behind her back, looking forward to it.

Give the village a bright future that belongs to him.

“The Yondaime!”

“The Yondaime.”

The gradually irrepressible emotions burned in everyone’s heart.

They yelled loudly.

Dispelled the dark clouds in the sky and brought today’s sunshine.

“The Yondaime?”

Ao, who was wearing a blue robe and escorting two Konoha ninjas with several ninjas, couldn’t help but stop and listen. Then, smile.

“The Yondaime is indeed here.”

Then, I can join in too.

what is that?

Uchiha Shisui felt his heart tremble as he listened to the loud and restless sound.

If I, Shisui, could get such recognition, I should be able to become Hokage.

Is it that guy?

Hinata Hizashi looked at the enthusiastic and agitated crowd in the distance and vaguely grasped the corners of his clothes.

Ying, just became a Ying.

Has that immature child in the Kingdom of Water grown to this point?

At that time, I was a genius who separated the family, and the difference was getting worse day by day. He was just a young child, but now, he is completely different.

Hinata Hizashi smiled bitterly, feeling the caged bird on his forehead gradually turn into twisted anger.