Dancer of Konoha

"what happened?"

Naruto Uzumaki, who was a little further away, couldn't see clearly, but found that the Iwa Ninja in the distance suddenly became confused. There were slates and pillars everywhere on the ground, and even a hill appeared.

"Under attack? Internal strife?"

Screams, roars, explosions, and laughter were endless.

"and many more......"

Uzumaki Naruto suddenly crawled forward a few times. He felt that he heard a familiar laughter, but then he shook his head in frustration.

"I am really stupid. Now that the whole army is almost wiped out, who can still laugh?"

"In short, we must rescue grandpa quickly, now is the opportunity!"

Uzumaki Naruto's eyes flashed with light, he stood up excitedly and ran quickly forward.

"Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!"

"Grandpa!"

"We are here to save you! Grandpa!"

"I am coming!"

A large cloud of smoke suddenly appeared, and accompanied by chaotic and noisy shouts, hundreds of shadow clones rushed out of the smoke and rushed towards the old man in sight.

Hearing the familiar shouts swarming behind him, Kosuke's pale and blue face turned around stiffly.

"Don't come here...Naruto..."

However, Uzumaki Naruto couldn't care less about this. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he accelerated his pace.

But the next second

As if he had stepped into an abyss, Naruto Uzumaki, who was running towards him, suddenly turned pale and fell straight to the ground. All of his shadow clones were suddenly released at the same time.

"Die, die, die, die, die, die, die!"

Faces with frightened and distorted expressions suddenly appeared in Uzumaki Naruto's mind, and fear erupted from the depths of his soul like ice, instantly freezing his whole body.

As if an evil spirit had grabbed his ankle and dragged him to hell, Uzumaki Naruto could not move, his horrified eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

"Gurgling...this feeling..."

Naruto Uzumaki, who was constantly shivering, suddenly remembered the day he met Orochimaru in the Forest of Death. This feeling of déjà vu...

"I told you...no...don't...come..."

Kosuke, who turned blue, stiffly smiled wryly.

Uzumaki Naruto, who had been violently shocked, was now forced to watch a scene as tragic and horrifying as hell.

Everything seems to be fixed in my mind.

The dark red blood mist has already condensed into a dark red viscous liquid all over the forest.

The whole world seemed to have turned into a smelly blood red.

The ground cracked, the collapsing and fractured stones, residual limbs and blood splashed, stopping in mid-air.

Behind the stone wall, bones, flesh and brain formed an arc like a fountain.

The starting point of the arc is a rock nin whose head was penetrated by a saw-toothed blade. The pieces of skin and rotten flesh hanging on the saw-tooth are clearly visible.

Behind the Iwa Ninja with his head shattered, a small black and red figure stepped in mid-air with the dazzling moon on his back. He gave a cruel and evil smile, trying to cut off the jagged blade in his hand.

All the blood, blood and minced flesh splashed towards the flying sleeves and robes.

Among the ruins of collapsed stone pillars, corpses holding sharp knives were covered with internal organs, and bloody fingerprints abounded.

In the grass that had already been stained red with plasma, several heads were lying on their backs.

His five senses were so frightened and deformed that he seemed to be experiencing something terrible.

The bursting red blood stained the entire eyeball, and the blood printed several red vertical lines like tears.

This frozen scene painted a complete scene of hell in Naruto Uzumaki's mind.

As if the final curtain was drawn on the painting, Naruto Uzumaki's vision went dark and he passed out.

"Chi-chi-"

The roaring sound gradually died down, and the scarlet evil ghost floating in the air let out a long sigh of contentment.

Under the dark red moonlight.

The desire and greed slowly subsided, and the ferocious red light gradually dimmed.

A gust of wind picked up.

As if the picture was played backwards, the dark red hell rolled back towards the scarlet in the center.

The murderous aura also receded like the tide.

The cool and quiet greenery appeared again, the misty white moonlight shone down, and the tree crowns swayed gently, making a rustling sound.

Kosuke, who looked stiff, leaned against the tree weakly, his chest rising and falling violently.

"Um......"

After a while, Uzumaki Naruto's painful moans slowly sounded, and his consciousness gradually returned.

The cold moonlight came into view, and there was silence in the ears.

"It turns out I was dreaming..."

Uzumaki Naruto rubbed his sore eyes and sat up, his buzzing mind in chaos.

The breeze blew across my face, bringing with it the fishy smell mixed with the smell of rot.

"The smell!"

Uzumaki Naruto's movements suddenly stagnated, and the hell that had been fixed in his mind suddenly appeared.

"It's not a dream..."

The blue eyes opened tremblingly, and the pupils suddenly shrank violently when they noticed the scene around them.

Each head seemed to be remorseful, looking up to the sky and shedding tears of blood.

The countless broken arms and fingers protruding from the remains of the corpse seemed to be struggling in pain in hell.

"Pfft... vomit..."

The turbid filth instantly spurted out from Uzumaki Naruto's mouth and nose.

"Wow... ugh..."

The sound of painful vomiting mixed with the sound of crying continued to sound.

"Sigh... It's good if you can cry... It'll be much better if you cry..."

The corner of his eye glanced at Uzumaki Naruto with a dirty face, Kosuke smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Although the scene before him was horrifying to him, it was not unacceptable. Similar scenes abounded in war.

It's just different from the crisp kills in ninja battles.

The screams and wails of the Iwa Ninja added a bit of blood and terror to this, which was a bit hard to accept.

"Pah Chi...Pah Chi...Pah Chi..."

"Shuaji...shuaji..."

Sticky footsteps and dragging sounds were heard, and a rich, condensed fishy smell assaulted his nostrils.

Uzumaki Naruto's vomiting sounds became more intense.

"Boom!"

With the sound of an object falling to the ground, a woman wearing an Iwa ninja forehead protector was thrown heavily next to Kosuke.

His face, which had long since fainted, still showed a look of terror.

This is the only Iwa Ninja who survived. No matter what, the reason for the Iwa Ninja's attack on the border this time Yanyan must be figured out.

"How do you feel, Grandpa Kosuke?"

At the same time, a gentle and calm voice reached Kosuke's ears.

"Are you seriously injured?"

Kosuke's face turned green and he held his breath, his throat rolled with difficulty.

"Not bad. I felt very good before you came..."

"That's good......"

Yan Yan, who heard the implication, raised his eyebrows, chuckled and said:

"Then let's take a rest. After Naruto finishes vomiting, we will go back and bring Captain Hayama and Tekuno back."

"Hmm...that's fine..."

Kosuke closed his eyes dimly, with a hint of sadness in the corners of his eyes.

"It must be theirs buried in Konoha..."

"wrong!"

The old and turbid eyes suddenly opened, and a light of surprise flashed through.

"They are not dead! At least Tekuno is not dead!"

Thoughts flashed through Kosuke's mind instantly. If Tekuno died, judging from the heat in that state, there would be no chance for Iwa Ninja to run out and ask for help!

"Dead? Of course not."

As he spoke, Yanyan chuckled, rolled up the corners of his sticky clothes, and squeezed out the gurgling blood.

"Fortunately, I came in time and they are all still alive..."

"All alive? Okay, that's good..."

Kosuke laughed happily, but then frowned in confusion.

"Why didn't they come with you? Are the injuries serious?"

"It's okay. Uncle Hayama lost his strength and Tekuno was tied to a tree."

Laying the monk's robe flat on the stone slab, Yanyan turned around and smiled sheepishly.

"I was a little too excited at the time and accidentally forgot about them, hahaha..."

Looking at Yan Yan, whose hair was tied up in a bun and his body was covered in black and red plasma, Kosuke nodded with a complicated expression.

The gentle-looking little guy in front of him was completely different from the fierce and terrifying appearance before.

That ferocious and crazy laughter still lingers in Kosuke’s mind to this day...