The Water Mist Assassin from Hokage

Mushu came to Orochimaru's secret base again.

Mushu was so familiar with this road that he estimated that he could walk from Kirigakure Village into Orochimaru's secret base with his eyes closed.

As soon as he entered the room, Mushu saw Orochimaru sitting in front of the computer. Two huge machines around him were running to transfuse Orochimaru. At the same time, drips were inserted into his arms. The strange red and white liquid was continuously injected into Orochimaru. In his body, through the blood bag, Mushu could even feel that the liquid was filled with overly active life force and chakra.

Mushu looked at Orochimaru, whose eyes had turned green at this time, and was completely speechless about the fact that this guy always liked to experiment on himself.

"What is this?" Mushu pulled a stool over, sat next to Orochimaru and looked at his dripping fluid. For some reason, Mushu always felt familiar.

"These are the cells grown from the piece of flesh and blood you gave me, Mushu-kun."

Orochimaru said as he handed Mushu a petri dish. He could see flesh, blood and nerves all over the dish, and an eyeball in the middle was moving unconsciously.

"Hey~!"

Mushu knew that Orochimaru was a pretty crazy scientist. After seeing the ninja transformed by this guy, Mushu had already confirmed this matter. However, when Mushu really saw such a lonely but still moving eyeball, he still got goosebumps all over his body. pimple.

It was clear that Mushu had eyes all over his body after using the secret technique, but Mushu still couldn't stand this petri dish of curiosity.

"This piece of flesh and blood that Mr. Mushu brought is really interesting. There are no clues at all from this piece of flesh and blood, but it can be reproduced and cultivated. It can not only breed quite a few strange guys out of thin air, but even this The very flesh of the plant is a super glue.”

Orochimaru said and showed Mushu the footage on the surveillance camera. He saw five or six pure white guys standing in the room. These guys were playing and communicating in the room and seemed to be having a very happy time.

"Did you inject their blood into your body?"

Mushu looked at these white creatures. Although they had human appearances, the zigzag patterns on the leaves all over their bodies, as well as the strange horns growing on many of them, reminded Mushu that they could not be considered human beings at all.

But the strangest thing is that Mushu always feels that these guys look familiar.

"How could it be? I won't be as reckless as before."

As he spoke, a blue Orochimaru stood up from his body.

"WTF! WTF?"

Mushu stared blankly at Orochimaru in his soul form and Orochimaru sitting in a chair and turning into a vegetative state. He didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't worry, I won't make any mistakes this time."

Orochimaru in the soul form said, pointing to his neck. His whole body was covered with blue and transparent Orochimaru, except for the three-magatama on his neck that formed the spell.

Unable to understand Orochimaru's strange state with the naked eye, Mushu directly entered Sage Mode. Through the strange perception of Sage Mode, Mushu discovered that the spell on Orochimaru's soul was maintaining the cohesion of his soul.

Feel the strange invisible lines like magnetic lines, centered on the spell on Orochimaru's neck, wrapping Orochimaru's soul, protecting Orochimaru's soul from being contaminated by strange things, or from ninjutsu, etc. The fluctuations in energy caused his soul to collapse.

The two were chatting, and then Mushu saw the most terrifying scene since arriving in the ninja world.

At Orochimaru's signal, Mushu pressed a button on the console, and then Mushu heard the sound of a series of gears turning. As the floor shrank to both sides, a huge air-conditioned display cabinet rose from the ground. , as the display case opened, what was revealed was not the handsome mechanical armor in the American comics, but the body of Orochimaru.

Orochimaru put on his own body in front of him. Mushu was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Because this process was so strange that Mushu didn't even know what expression to use to face it.

Watching Orochimaru come over and straighten Orochimaru on the seat, and then take a group of Orochimaru back to the ground, Mushu rubbed his brow and tried to calm down.

"So what the hell are you doing now?"

"Dialysis, give yourself a blood transfusion."

Orochimaru pointed to another slender tube and Mushu then discovered the body of Orochimaru where the liquid was dripping. There was also a tube that pierced Orochimaru's back, continuously drawing out blood and injecting it into a machine.

"Whose blood are you replacing?"

Mushu watched Orochimaru take out another red and white blood bag, and was a little curious about whose blood Orochimaru was so obsessed with.

"The first Hokage, a thousand hands."

Orochimaru named a name that Mushu had heard since childhood. This man was the most familiar stranger to Mushu.

Mushu, who had been trying to be on par with the First Hokage, heard Orochimaru say this and looked at the blood bag in surprise. After entering Sage Mode, Mushu discovered the light green shimmer emitting in the blood.

"Although I don't know where Mushu-kun's flesh and blood was brought back from, this kind of cells is simply the best adhesive. Not only does it perfectly accommodate the first-generation cells, but it can also fuse my cells into it. The most interesting thing is that my body does not reject the new cells synthesized from the two cells at all."

Orochimaru's expression was quite happy, even a little too happy, and he hummed a tune without lyrics.

"Wait a minute, although I know that ninja is a very magical profession, but if I remember correctly, Senju Hashirama should have been dead for a long time, right? Where did you get Senju Hashirama's cells?... ....Could it be Tsunade!"

Mushu looked at Orochimaru in awe, as if he was looking at a pervert, although this guy was indeed a pervert in a sense.

"This is what Mushu doesn't know... Mushu-kun, do you know why I pursue immortality?"

Orochimaru found another chair for himself and sat next to Mushu, playing with the computer.

"I don't know. I always thought that immortality was a challenge to your own abilities."

Mushu has never heard of the reason why Orochimaru pursues immortality. Although the two of them believe that each other is the same kind of person, such heart-to-heart conversations are still too rare between two men.

"I just wanted to learn all the ninjutsu in the world, and then try to live longer, until that man let me see him."

Orochimaru came and told Mushu about his past.

At that time, Orochimaru was in high spirits. As a direct disciple of the Third Hokage, he possessed shadow-level strength at a young age and was entrusted with important responsibilities to hold important positions in the village. Although Orochimaru had already begun to pursue the idea of ​​​​immortality during that period. , but he has not made up his mind yet. After all, compared to the illusory immortality, strengthening his strength to survive in troubled times is the first priority.

"Orochimaru, are you really not going to cooperate with me? You must know that all the actions of the Root Organization are for the village you love most."

At this time, Danzo Shimura was not as vicissitudes of life as he would be in the future, and he even still had the vitality of a middle-aged man lingering on.

Orochimaru looked at this grinding guy, feeling quite unhappy in his heart, and frowned as he dealt with the experiment in his hands.

"I told you, I won't help you. Your ambition is just a burden to this village."

Orochimaru mixed the two potions in his hand, and saw a brand new toxin boiling in the container.

"Tell me what you want."

Seeing that he could not be held hostage by justice, Danzo tried another way to win over Orochimaru.

"Can you let me see immortality? Maybe I'll join you if you can."

Orochimaru opened his palms to cover the bottle that was gradually beginning to leak gas. A layer of chakra covered his palms, blocking the poisonous gas from flowing into the air.

"...Really? I understand. I just need to let you see immortality."

Danzo looked at Orochimaru's back and thought for a long time, and finally left silently.

Orochimaru was used to the elusive appearance of this ambitious guy, and he didn't think deeply about the man's silence before leaving or his words before leaving.

It wasn't until the night of the third day that Orochimaru felt surrounded by a group of people outside his secret base. When he walked out of the base, he saw Danzo surrounded by guards, staring at him.

"what do you want to do?"

Orochimaru looked at the enemies around him playfully, and unknowingly an invisible poisonous gas slowly spread.

"Give up, your poison is of no use to us, and I'm not here to be your enemy this time. I just want to ask you to go to a place with me."

Looking at Danzo, and then at the root ninjas around who were as motionless as wooden figures, Orochimaru smiled and agreed, but the murderous intent in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Following Danzo forward silently, Orochimaru looked at the familiar surroundings and determined that Danzo had no evil intentions.

After all, this man is taking him to the place where the Thousand Hands Clan belongs.

Following Danzo, there were fewer and fewer root ninjas around, and the path was getting stranger and stranger. This was a place Orochimaru and Jiraiya had never gone deep into when they came to Tsunade's house as guests.

Until there were no houses of the Senju clan around, and only the last person was left around Danzo. The two of them had completely reached the forest behind the Senju clan.

"come on."

Danzo stood in front of a pile of rubble. The last root ninja behind him walked to the front at Danzo's signal. As the root ninja cut his arm open, a large amount of blood flowed out and dripped on a stone. On the stone, the ground shook slightly, and a deep tunnel appeared in front of the three people.

Danzo glanced at Orochimaru, and then he took the lead and walked down. Orochimaru followed closely. He glanced sideways at the root ninja. The guy wearing the mask didn't have any breath of life at all. If it weren't for the slight breathing sound , it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a dead person.

Orochimaru followed Danzo down the tunnel. As he went deeper and deeper, the air became more circulated, but at the same time, a terrible sense of oppression always reminded Orochimaru that there was something quite terrifying underground.

As Danzo stood still, Orochimaru looked at the huge stone wall in front of him, waiting for Danzo's next move.

"I can't see what happens next, so go ahead on your own."

Danzo said as he quickly formed seals with his hands, and injected a large amount of chakra into the stone wall. In an instant, Danzo, who was drained dry, collapsed on the ground, his face pale and let Orochimaru act on his own.

Looking at the stone wall that opened a small crack, Orochimaru moved his fingers slightly, releasing a large amount of poisonous powder, and then walked sideways alone. As soon as he entered the huge underground space, Orochimaru knew that the terrible pressure would start from Where did it come from.

There was clearly an extremely huge statue of the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara in front of him, but Orochimaru's attention was not on the statue at all, because that seemingly small figure filled the entire space with its aura.

"Thousand-hand pillars?"

Orochimaru looked at the living body and looked at the man in great shock.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

Orochimaru was a little scared and curious. It was not until he received no reply for a long time that Orochimaru plucked up the courage to approach the man known as the God of Ninja.

Senju Hashirama is indeed dead. It can be seen from the man's exposed body how many horrific struggles this man has gone through. However, none of this is what makes Orochimaru feel stunned. What surprises Orochimaru the most is that obviously The skin of the ninja who has been dead for many years is still as smooth and elastic as when he was alive.

It can be said that this man is no different from a living person except that he has no breath of life, as if he is just sleeping, not dead.

Can people really not die?

This is something Orochimaru has explored before, but no matter what kind of legend, even the Sage of Six Paths has a corresponding story of his fall.

But now looking at this body that is still full of vitality and even has a large amount of chakra dormant in its body, Orochimaru's heart is on fire again.

Regardless of whether there were people who could live forever before, Orochimaru is now full of hope for the future.

Since some people can achieve immortality in body, why can't Orochimaru achieve immortality in soul?

At that moment, that day, this man embarked on a road with no end in sight.

"So, now my soul can use spells to ensure that it will not collapse, and my body can be integrated with the blood of the first Hokage. In all these years, I have never been so close to immortality. Mushu, just watch. I will create a legend, a legend about me!"

Orochimaru's eyes were shining with light, a light that could tear all difficulties and obstacles to pieces. Mushu had never felt that Orochimaru had such strong emotions.

This man is destined to become a legend.

Mushu had such an idea for the first time.

"And Mushu-kun, I once successfully trained a Wooden ninja when I was in Konoha, so I believe that I will succeed this time."

Mushu looked at the excited Orochimaru and nodded.

"Then can I ask one thing? That is, after you merge with the original cells and adapt, and you meet Tsunade in the future, should she call you grandpa? Or should you two go your own way?"

"..."

Breaking the atmosphere in the room, Mushu and Orochimaru looked at each other, silence would be the theme today.