What kind of death would be worthy of the Celestial Dragons' disgusting behavior?
Naruto was quite curious.
So he was constantly experimenting.
Naruto had never considered himself a bloodthirsty person, or from another perspective.
Those who died by his hand basically all deserved it.
If it were his younger self, he might have hesitated about taking someone's life or felt bad alone after killing an enemy.
But now was different.
The current Naruto wouldn't have any special feelings about killing people, nor would he feel guilty about it.
Except when facing Celestial Dragons.
There was no helping it. There would always be one or two guys who made you feel that their death would only be a good thing.
"You bastard! Let go of Saint Charlos!"
A guy in black clothes, written as "bodyguard" but read as "lackey," raised his weapon and roared at Naruto with false bravado.
He seemed afraid of accidentally injuring the Celestial Dragon in Naruto's hands, so he hesitated to shoot.
This guy had no real strength either. He had reached this position entirely through his fawning attitude and certain behind-the-scenes relationship operations not worth mentioning to outsiders.
After all, those were Celestial Dragons. Surely there wouldn't be any suicidal fools who would dare attack them below Mary Geoise?
As it turned out, there were.
There had been some over ten years ago, and now he was back.
"Ahhhhhhh! It hurts so much!!!"
The snot-nosed Celestial Dragon called Saint Charlos already had beads of sweat the size of beans appearing on his head. His eyes were gradually losing focus, and he could only weakly cry out in pain.
The source of all this pain was entirely thanks to Naruto's hand resting on his shoulder.
At this moment, that finger had already penetrated the other's skin, while several barely perceptible wisps of Wind Release chakra were drilling in through this Celestial Dragon's wound.
Wind Release chakra naturally possessed a "cutting force."
Even though it only looked like a small bump under the skin's surface, the blood vessels and nerves underneath had already been stirred into a mess.
This was also an experimental application of chakra.
In the past, Naruto could at most give this kind of guy a few cuts.
The degree was too difficult to control.
If the cuts were too shallow, then with the Celestial Dragons' status and position, they could easily obtain sufficient treatment to recover completely and continue harming others.
But if the cuts were too deep, their trash-like physical constitution couldn't withstand it, and they would probably die directly.
That would be too easy on them.
It could only be said that ninjutsu was truly too convenient.
"Shh, shut up."
Haki rushed to their brains, and the Celestial Dragons' lackeys who wanted to rush over to help were all knocked unconscious, along with those customers who came to auction slaves, all falling into baby-like sleep.
The only ones still conscious on the scene were the snot-nose in Naruto's hands and another female Celestial Dragon.
She was Charlos's sister, named Shalria.
Of course, if they were ordinary people, they would have to call her Saint Shalria.
Fortunately, Naruto wasn't an ordinary person.
"You bastard, let go of Big Brother Charlos!"
Here we should mention something.
Although Shalria was indeed Charlos's sister, due to certain unwritten "male superiority" rules within Celestial Dragon families,
She didn't have inheritance rights.
Even as a fellow Celestial Dragon, Shalria's privileges were inferior to Charlos's.
Therefore, calling her younger brother "big brother" was actually respect for the heir.
"Don't worry, you're next."
Although compared to the wretched-looking and somewhat stupid Charlos, Shalria at least looked like a person and could even be said to have decent looks.
But Naruto treated all Celestial Dragons equally.
"Bastard..."
Shalria watched her elder brother being tortured by unknown methods, her legs growing somewhat weak.
But the long-standing pride of being a Celestial Dragon still occupied her brain.
"Do you know the price of harming descendants of the 'Creator'? I'll have a Marine Admiral kill you!"
With that, she actually took out a Den Den Mushi in front of Naruto.
If any other ruthless pirate were standing here, Shalria would absolutely have no chance to make this call.
But in front of her was Naruto.
He forcibly listened to the female Celestial Dragon in front of him finish calling for rescue before throwing the breathless Charlos in his hands into the distance.
With a splat, the previously arrogant Saint Charlos was evenly smeared on the wall.
This sudden change completely stunned Shalria.
She had thought the person in front of her would at most dare to "offend" their divine descendant dignity, never imagining that her blood relative, the elder brother who also possessed the Rozward family bloodline, would die before her eyes like this.
"After all these years, your blood is still red."
"Not very noble at all."
Looking at the female Celestial Dragon who had been scared silly in front of him, Naruto still had no thought of sparing her.
"Kid, you really seem quite angry."
At this time, Kurama's voice came from within Naruto's heart.
He had been awakened by the slight gaps appearing in the seal, having originally been asleep.
The Eight Trigrams Seal within Naruto's body would loosen somewhat with his emotional fluctuations.
And the Nine-Tails could also release chakra through the gaps created by the seal's loosening, tempting the jinchūriki to continuously use his power, thereby further widening the cracks.
He had originally planned to do just that.
But later he discovered that Naruto, who had spent decades in another world, had completely become a slick old hand.
Aside from Danzo's previous behavior of dancing on the line of death, almost nothing could make the kid in front of him generate such strong negative emotions as disgust and hatred.
But today was different.
Kurama didn't understand why Naruto would harbor such strong killing intent toward those two powerless ordinary people, but the seal had indeed loosened slightly.
"Do you need me to..."
Originally he wanted to ask Naruto if he wanted to borrow his power, but then he remembered that the Naruto in front of him wasn't the child from his memories anymore.
This guy had previously fought back and forth with that fellow who could throw islands like stones.
Instantly, Kurama went silent.
In this short time, Naruto had already sent away the other Celestial Dragon.
After killing the Celestial Dragons, he had no intention of leaving. Instead, he directly found a seat and sat down.
"You ask why I'm so angry?"
Suddenly, Naruto began narrating as if talking to himself.
Besides Kurama, there was no one else present who could hear these words.
"This group calls themselves descendants of the 'Creator,' considering themselves gods."
"Gods?"
Like the old man?
Kurama had doubts in his heart but didn't ask them aloud.
During the wait, Naruto slowly recounted all the "glorious deeds" he knew about the Celestial Dragons.
Listening and listening, even Kurama, a chakra being, fell somewhat silent.
After estimating that the time was about right, Naruto interrupted the topic, stood up again, and began forming hand seals.