[Naruto] Can one still die without the Sharingan?

Where... is this? Why are you here?

He tried hard to open his eyes, which he had kept closed for an unknown amount of time, but he was still filled with darkness. After distinguishing for a long time, he reluctantly confirmed that it was not that he was blind, but that this place was dark.

It was really dark. He had never seen such a dark place before. Even the wall of the prison where he grew up had a small window, and he could know the day and night, and the cold and heat of spring and autumn.

Ah, I remembered, there is another place. There is a confinement room on the basement floor of the Mizukage Building. When he first arrived in Kirigakure Village, Zabuza said that he was not worried about being placed with those "people" and that he had health problems, so he was taken directly to a confinement room with complete protective equipment. In the room, can I have five minutes after being closed? Terumi Mei came down and took him to the hospital.

But this time, how long has he been here? Hiss, his mind was a little confused. He closed his eyes again and tried to capture the random thoughts that had been beaten to pieces.

He couldn't count how many days ago it was. In short, many, many days had passed. But even after so many days, he still didn't figure out what method that person used.

As soon as the trio separated from Longquan and entered the desert, they met a person, a person who no one paid attention to.

He wore a desert turban on his head, yellow and white, like a futon with an unstuffed cloth tail hanging out. He was wearing a long yellow and white blouse, which gave people the feeling that he had no feeling at all. No matter how ordinary ordinary people. The only thing that might make people look twice is his makeup. There are two slender red inverted triangles under his eyes, which are almost connected with the upturned corners of his mouth that may have been born with him.

He took one more look and then lost consciousness.

At that time, Jing and Neji were only two steps away from him.

They would find out, he remained steadfast.

Later, he woke up once, in a place that was not so dark. The person who detained him was very hurt and handcuffed his arms to a very embarrassing height. He could not stand up or sit down. He was kneeling. No, he could only half-squat and stretch. During that period, he barely rested. Later, the chakra in his body finally recovered almost. He took the time to break the handcuffs with his wrist bones and ran out, almost all the way. There was no resistance until they reached the outside of the dome-shaped building.

At that time, he was only a wall away from the outside world.

Then, he encountered the strongest siege along the way. At that time, the "strongest" was only in comparison. If the ones he encountered before were all fighting scum, these few would have a fighting power of 20. He was confident that it would only take three minutes for them to reach . You can knock them all down.

He even thought about it. If he couldn't find Jing when he went out, he would go to Shigu Forest for a while, and he could practice while waiting for news about her.

Three minutes later, the besiegers fell, and the strange smiling man appeared.

"Brother, I am a guest. Is it against etiquette to leave without saying hello?"

"Is this a guest?" Kimimaro frowned, thinking about how he could escape from this person now that he was almost in full condition, "But your hospitality is really easy for people to misunderstand."

The man didn't answer and just laughed. It's just that his smile hasn't changed from beginning to end. Maybe for him, smiling is the same as being expressionless.

"Why are you arresting me?" Kimimaro asked.

The man stopped answering, and his aura suddenly changed.

Accompanied by the sudden change in the atmosphere, several people who had been knocked down before staggered to their feet and pounced on them again.

They were probably controlled by that man. They didn't look like conscious people at all. Their methods began to be chaotic and their combat effectiveness didn't improve much, but Kimimaro felt the pressure.

It's not okay to continue like this. Kimimaro frowned, and several sharp bones on his body broke out of the wall. Several people who rushed forward to continue the entanglement were instantly pierced into candied haws. The strange thing is that these people did not bleed, nor did they stop moving, they just gradually dissipated with their teeth and claws. The way it dissipates is a bit special. It doesn't disappear like a shadow clone, but rather... like light.

In a burst of light, the man finally moved.

His movement is very fast, very fast. In the past few years in Kirigakure Village, he had only met one person who was so strong, the one beside Mizukage, Inigaki Kisame.

In the blink of an eye, a kick with a fierce momentum had arrived. For Kimimaro, he only had time to use his arms to protect his vitals and block the attack.

boom--

With one kick, he was kicked from the wall to the wall of the dome building inside. But it was just a wall. The wall was not cracked or broken, and nothing happened to the people. He even had the energy left to be stunned for a moment.

... He wanted to take back what he just said. If Kisame had used this kick, he might have had to go through two walls and break three ribs. But this man has speed but no strength.

How to deal with such people? Kimimaro raised his head, his brain working rapidly.

A frontal attack will be blocked. Even if this person has no strength and that speed, he will still be blocked. There is an artificial pond at the three o'clock direction, and there is a bush next to the pond. If the battle is directed there, it will be much easier to use a blindfold to escape.

Making up his mind, Kimimaro broke his bones again and planned to attack to divert attention, then retreat to the rear and turn around to enter the hidden area.

However, the man didn't seem to want to play anymore.

He was extremely fast and quickly caught up with Kimimaro who had already started. He grabbed his wrist and flicked him off the planned track.

It's very troublesome. If the purpose is seen through, this road cannot be taken, but there is even more trouble at the moment. Kimimaro even forgot about fighting. He looked at the hand he had just captured in surprise.

There were about seven or eight bone swords sticking out of that arm before, but after he held it, those bones disappeared.

Just like the people he had skewered before.

He clenched his fist. His arm was uninjured, but he had a strange feeling of weakness. No matter how much bone he tried to grow, he couldn't grow any more bones.

It was as if the chakra in this entire arm was gone.

And in just this stunned moment, he had already forced himself in front of him and stretched out a finger.

He suddenly knew how he was captured.