Mizukage Sora stood frozen in place, watching his subordinates lose their lives one after another. His heart seemed to plunge into an ice cellar, and the night wind blew, leaving him cold and wet.
Blood dripped from his severed arm, but he was oblivious. Under the terrifying pressure of that evil star, his limbs were as heavy as iron, and even the slightest movement was extremely difficult.
He was the only invader left on the scene.
The Uzumaki clansmen turned their heads one after another, and their hostile and resentful gazes gradually focused on Mizukage Sora. They wished they could rush forward and devour him alive, but they didn't dare to act immediately out of fear of Uchiha Kamihane's power.
Even as the Mizukage, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
He knew he couldn't wait any longer.
To survive, he could only seek the only breakthrough... Kamihane!
After all, even Ōnoki had been spared by Kamihane. So it stood to reason that he, an "old friend" with some connection to him, would also be spared!
"Lord... Lord Kamihane..." Mizukage Sora swallowed hard, his face pale. "May I venture to ask, am I allowed to leave?"
Kamihane stroked his chin, as if pondering, his brow slightly furrowed.
Sensing Kamihane's hesitation, a hint of joy appeared in Mizukage Sora's heart. He pressed his advantage.
"I admit that my actions tonight were a bit reckless. If I had known you were here, I would never have agreed to the Kazekage's proposal."
His words were quite skillful. He showed absolute respect for Kamihane, denied being an opponent, and lightly absolved Kirigakure of any responsibility for the massacre, placing the blame on the dead Shamon, making it difficult to prove, and attempting to get away with it.
Kamihane didn't speak. Mizukage Sora took a slight step forward, holding his severed arm. "Our Kirigakure has also paid the price..."
He took several deep breaths, his tone almost pleading. "I apologize for my actions this time. After today, I swear that as long as I am in office, Kirigakure will never be enemies with the Uzumaki clan!"
"You should be apologizing to someone other than me." Kamihane put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly. "And not all apologies are forgiven."
Mizukage Sora looked stunned. Suddenly, several piercing golden chains broke into his body from behind, fixing his limbs in place!
"Killing my clansmen, destroying my heritage, this hatred is irreconcilable!"
Mizukage Sora's face was twisted, and he tried to turn his head with all his might. What he saw was the face of the clan leader, Uzumaki Nagana, his eyes bloodshot!
His hair fluttered, his red eyes contained the wrath of thunder, his face was as pale as a ghost, and six golden chains protruded from his ribs, shining with a chilling light under the moonlight.
Uzumaki Nagana raised his trembling hands and began to slowly and firmly form hand seals one by one. Anyone could see that he was about to run out of steam. He was only alive now because of his anger.
"Clan leader!"
Uzumaki Kurami immediately realized the technique the clan leader was about to perform and stepped forward, but was forced back by the other's dignified gaze.
"I have no strength to turn the tide, but this is the last thing I can do for the clan!"
Uzumaki Nagana's voice was low, with a sense of refusal. His eyes were firm and heavy, and his hand seals were constantly changing. Chakra flowed through his body with the hand seals, gathering like a tide.
Serpent - Boar - Sheep - Rabbit - Dog - Rat - Rooster - Horse - Serpent!
With a "snap," his hands suddenly came together. In an instant, a bone-chilling coldness floated in the air, and all the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear temporarily, leaving only his heavy breathing and Mizukage Sora's "thumping" heartbeat.
A faint shadow appeared out of thin air behind Uzumaki Nagana, like a slowly unfolding scroll. In Mizukage Sora's horrified gaze, the shadow of the Reaper completely emerged!
He had horns on his head, thick hair draped down, a ghostly cold short sword in his mouth, and eight clusters of white karmic fire floated around him. He wore a plain white robe, his eyes were as deep as black holes, and seemed to swallow all the light.
His chest was also bound by a soul, which was Uzumaki Nagana himself, offered as a sacrifice.
The Reaper's face was as ferocious as a ghost, his mouth grinning in a strange smile, as if mocking, or as if wailing. No one could describe the aura on his body, it was an extremely cold feeling, somewhere between reality and illusion.
As if the moment he appeared, the beauty and meaning of life, all happiness, disappeared. The sound of a baby crying was constantly heard in his ears, shrill and lengthy, making people uncomfortable.
"Sealing Jutsu: Reaper Death Seal!"
With Uzumaki Nagana's deep cry, a withered, purplish arm suddenly protruded from his abdomen, its nails sharp and long. The arm was engraved with obscure, incomprehensible unknown techniques, which were extremely strange and indescribable. As soon as it appeared, it quickly grabbed Mizukage Sora's body.
The Third Mizukage's face showed extreme horror. He obviously didn't expect Uzumaki Nagana's sneak attack. All his attention was focused on Kamihane.
He tried to struggle, but the powerful seal from the "Adamantine Sealing Chains" not only bound his body, but even his chakra stagnated, like a pool of stagnant water, difficult to mobilize at all.
His pupils shrank to pinpoints, and he could only watch helplessly as the Reaper's arm pierced his body.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Mizukage Sora's body lost consciousness, his expression changed from rage to astonishment, and finally, he closed his eyes with only a helpless expression.
The Reaper easily drew out his soul and swallowed it in one bite.
Uzumaki Nagana slowly lowered his hands, his body began to sway, his eyes revealed a deep exhaustion. He knew that he was about to run out of steam.
Reaper Death Seal, one of the ultimate sealing techniques of the Uzumaki clan. At the same time as completing the hand seals, the caster made a contract with the Reaper:
The price of devouring the target's soul was to first sell one's own soul to the Reaper. Afterward, he and Mizukage Sora's souls would hate each other in the Reaper's stomach, fighting forever, never to be reincarnated.
Although he already knew his fate, he still maintained a detached peace on his face, as if his life had no regrets.
His gaze was as gentle as water, looking at Uzumaki Kurami, and said slowly with his last bit of strength:
"Kurami, the Uzumaki clan, is entrusted to you."
As soon as the words fell, the Reaper's soul-swallowing ceremony was completed. His shadow slowly disappeared into the air, along with Uzumaki Nagana's soul.
Uzumaki Nagana closed his eyes, his body fell uncontrollably, and Kurami immediately stepped forward, gently supporting the clan leader's body with his back.
The battle ended, leaving only deathly silence.
In the back mountain, a golden giant hammer slowly dissipated, and at the bottom of the pit was a pile of bloody flesh.
As Uchiha Nian controlled Wood Release, twisting the neck of the last Suna-nin, all the attackers were killed.
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