The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Compared with the previous turmoil in the ninja world, during this half month, the ninja world was simply terrifyingly quiet.

Even if they are prepared in advance, annexing three major countries is still a stressful matter for the Kingdom of Whirlpool.

Moreover, Menma has more important things to do now than destroying the remaining Wind Country.

The original site of the Kingdom of Whirlpool is in ruins.

The moonlight was obscured by thick dark clouds, making the ruins even more eerie.

Abandoned bricks and tiles are stacked randomly, and you can vaguely imagine that it was once a quite large village.

On the muddy dirt road, Menma, wearing a white robe and a dull complexion, walked alone.

After being promoted to a state of mind, the secrets that were far away from him were slowly revealed to him, just like the person who invited him here today, no, maybe he could be called a god.

Passing through the abandoned village, what caught his eye was a dilapidated but relatively intact temple.

Walking into it, in the center was a statue of a god that he was very familiar with.

Her disheveled hair hung casually on the side of her head, a knife in her mouth, and a loose robe covering her body.

It has a name that is well known in the ninja world:

grim Reaper!

Menma looked at the statue for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said softly:

"It's such an honor to receive your invitation!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the statue emitted a dazzling light. Suddenly, a white shadow floated out from the statue. It was the god of death that could be summoned by using the corpse seal.

However, compared to the translucent shadow summoned by the corpse seal, the Death that appears now is undoubtedly much more solid.

If it weren't for its ghostly appearance and floating body, it would be almost the same as a normal person.

"Hahahaha, I still remember that time you gave me a blow on my abdomen. You, a descendant of the Uzumaki family, are the first to hurt me in the past thousand years."

"Oh? Nearly a thousand years?" Menma suddenly gave a playful smile, "According to rumors, the God of Death has lived for nearly 5 years, which is much longer than the emergence of the Yunjin Empire. Thousands of years ago, the last person who hurt you was a man named Otsutsuki. Mu Yuyi’s people?”

"..."

The God of Death obviously did not expect this behavior of exposing his shortcomings.

He could clearly feel the body of the God of Death shaking, and his eyes were fierce, but he returned to his original appearance in just a moment.

If it were a thousand years old, Menma would certainly be afraid of it. He had harvested five thousand years of souls, and he was on the path of death and souls. God knew how powerful this god of death would be.

But unfortunately, a thousand years ago Otsutsuki Hagoromo, the Sage of Six Paths, came out of nowhere, established the Pure Land, and took a piece of the God of Death's pie.

From then on, the status and strength of the Death God plummeted, and Menma even suspected that it and Toad Tian should be the ones with the lowest mental state.

After all, he was invited to Shigu Forest a few days ago. Slug didn't talk about the clones he had separated from, but just his own body, which Menma couldn't compare to now.

And from the point of view of Slug's meaning, Toadtian is far inferior to him, White Snake is almost the same as it, and Menma's current strength is between the two.

The strength of the Shinigami was known to Menma the moment it appeared. Its strength, which could barely maintain its state of mind, could be said to pose no threat to him.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The God of Death let out a gloomy and hoarse laugh, as if to cover up his embarrassment, "Yes, it was Otsutsuki Hagoromo who hurt me a thousand years ago, established a pure land, and took away my collection. Years of soul.”

"Damn it! If it weren't for him, why would I have signed a contract with the Uzumaki clan, and why would I have to use the ninjutsu passed down by him to appear in this world!"

Heh, it seems that the God of Death and Otsutsuki Hagoromo are mortal enemies.

Then by inviting him here this time, he is probably going to fight Otsutsuki Hagoromo together.

Sure enough, as soon as Menma had this idea, he heard the Death God in front of him say:

"Descendant of the Uzumaki clan, your ancestors once signed a contract with me. They can summon me through the corpse seal, and I can ask them to do something for me unconditionally."

A parchment scroll with a sense of age appeared in the withered hand of the God of Death. The moment it appeared, Menma felt some kind of throbbing in his body, but he quickly suppressed it.

"It's really a blessing. I signed a contract with that red-haired boy on a whim, but I didn't expect that it would yield such a harvest hundreds of years later. This is what you humans often say about planting flowers deliberately but not blooming, and planting willows unintentionally. "

Its voice was still gloomy and hoarse, but its tone was extremely joyful.

Menma frowned and stared at the parchment.

It's a pity that this kind of contract can't restrict a strong man of his level at all. He has enough strength to resist the backlash it brings.

The God of Death seemed to know what he was planning, and said with a sinister smile:

"Haha, brat of the Uzumaki family, of course you can ignore the power of this contract, but what about the other people of the Uzumaki family bloodline? I don't want them to do that, and I just want to make a deal with you."

I was threatened. How long has it been since I felt this way...

Menma couldn't help but think back to the time when he was under Danzo's hands. He was in a state of extreme. It had been a long time since he had been threatened like this.

But he wasn't annoyed. He and the Death God in front of him were not enemies, and it was obvious that the Death God had a very low attitude.

"Tell me about the transaction. I happen to have a lot of things I want." Menma replied noncommittally. It wouldn't hurt to listen.

"Help me defeat the Pure Land!" The God of Death's words were full of anger and ruthlessness. When he said the word "Pure Land", a powerful breath spurted out, and the dilapidated temple almost collapsed.

Raising his hand, Menma turned the dust that was about to fall into nothingness, frowned and said:

"What can you give? I don't mind destroying the Pure Land. But you should know that the Kingdom of Whirlpool is my dynasty. In life, they are the people of the Kingdom of Whirlpool; in death, they are also the soul of the Kingdom of Whirlpool."

The Kingdom of Whirlpool is the source of his current strength. The stronger the Kingdom of Whirlpool, the stronger he will be.

He does not cultivate the way of the soul and has no idea about the establishment of the Pure Land and the operation of reincarnation. But he knew clearly that the God of Death in front of him had these things at his fingertips.

"If I can destroy the Pure Land, I can create an exclusive Pure Land for the Kingdom of Whirlpool, so that the powerless souls will not dissipate and the powerful souls will be controlled by the Pure Land as it is now."

The Shinigami is still very confident that Menma will agree to his request. If the Kingdom of Whirlpool can unify the entire ninja world, it will obviously not only be able to accommodate a strong man like Menma, but there will definitely be many others who can take a step forward because of this.

At present, under Menma's rule, there is obviously no existence that can establish a pure land.

"Not enough!" Menma refused indifferently and then added, "I have no conflict with Jodo. I can also discuss this cooperation with Otsutsuki Hagoromo."