Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
Numerous agile figures were leaping from tree to tree in the forest, bathed in the cold moonlight.
Although these figures came from all directions, their destination was the same. That was the collapsed and burning mountain of Hazel City!
"Water Release: Water Bullet Technique!"
"Water Release: Water Formation Wall!"
"Water Release: Water Dragon Technique!"
The ninjas who arrived earlier endured the thick smoke and began to use all kinds of Water Release Ninjutsu to put out the fire.
However, someone soon discovered that there was a unique golden flame in the fire. This golden flame was not only dazzling but also extremely fierce. It was difficult to extinguish it with normal Water Release Ninjutsu.
Fortunately, the golden flame was slowly withering for some reason, saving them a lot of trouble.
Not long after, Danzō who was in charge of the Root arrived at Mt. Hazel.
Along with Danzō were not only a large number of Root ninjas, but also one of the Sannin, Jiraiya, and the elite Jonin of the village.
Looking at the ruins of Mt. Hazel, Danzō stood quietly on a large rock with his staff. His face was gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Jiraiya squatted in front of a long trench, deep in thought.
At this time, Richa came to Jiraiya's side and asked, "This trench, what kind of ninjutsu is it? Is it some kind of Wind Release Ninjutsu? "
Jiraiya shook his head and said with certainty, "This is a sword mark!"
Unlike the other people in the village, Jiraiya's spiritual beast, Bunta Toad, was proficient in using a 'short blade'. Of course, this' short blade 'was relative to Bunta Toad's size.
For a ninja, it was a giant blade that was tens of meters long.
Therefore, Jiraiya had seen the marks left on the ground by the giant blade many times. That was why he could determine that this long trench in front of him was created by some kind of giant blade.
"Sword mark …!?" Richa was stunned. He murmured, "What kind of sword can create such a sword mark?"
The perceptive class soon arrived at the scene. The perceptive class monitor who had some kind of strange talisman on his face closed his eyes and sensed for a while. Then he said slowly, "There are a total of three types of Chakra here. Two of them are very similar. They should be the same race … No, they should be blood relatives. The third type of Chakra gives off a very peaceful feeling. It's completely different from the other two."
An Uchiha Jonin asked eagerly, "Do you know who it is? Can it be traced? "
The monitor of the Sensory Class shook his head. "These three Chakra …"
The perception class monitor suddenly stopped mid-sentence, as if he was at a loss as to what words he should use to describe the situation.
At this time, Jiraiya walked over and asked, "What's wrong with these three Chakra?"
Seeing Jiraiya, the monitor of the Sensory Class seemed to have a reference. He immediately said, "Jiraiya -sama, the strength of these three Chakra is not weaker than yours. I've sensed many types of Chakra, but this is the first time I've encountered such a situation. I can be sure that the three ninjas who fought here are very powerful!"
Jiraiya was startled when he heard this, and the other Konoha ninjas on the side also had different expressions on their faces.
Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas, was currently one of the strongest ninjas in the village. And the three people who fought here just now were not inferior to Jiraiya in terms of Chakra strength. This really shocked the Muye ninjas.
Richa Hyuga said worriedly, "When did so many strong ninjas appear in the ninja world?"
Akimichi Dinzo, who was once a teammate of Four Generations, looked sad. "If Four Generations were still here, these bastards would not dare to be so arrogant. Sigh …"
Seemingly unhappy with Akimichi Dinzo's sigh, the Jonin of Uchiha Clan snorted and said, "As long as the Uchiha Clan is here, Muye will still be the number one ninja village in the ninja world. No one can humiliate Muye!"
After saying that, the Jonin of Uchiha Clan surrounded the monitor of the Sensory Class and asked, "Is there really no way to track these three bastards?"
The monitor of the Sensory Class shook his head and said, "They left very quickly, completely out of my range of perception. I suspect that they have a spiritual beast that can fly!"
"Damn it!" The Jonin of Uchiha Clan cursed and said, "If we can track them, then with the strength of Patriarch and Zhishui, it should be easy to catch them."
Danzō on the side listened to the conversation of the crowd, and a doubt lingered in his heart.
That is, who were the two people who fought here just now? If one side is a member of Amatsukami, then who is the other side? Why did they fight with Amatsukami?
…
Hyōjin Clan's secret laboratory.
Looking at the two small nutrition tanks with two pairs of Mangekyou Sharingan placed on the test bench, Suijin sighed in relief.
Although the whimsical 'stimulation experiment' was full of all kinds of accidents and variables, in the end, he still obtained a satisfactory result. The exhaustion of many days is nothing in front of the two pairs of Mangekyou Sharingan on the test bench.
Soon, Hyōjin's gaze skipped over Uchiha Ryota's pair of Mangekyou Sharingan and fell on Uchiha Hideki's pair of Mangekyou Sharingan.
'What is the unique Pupil Technique of this pair of Mangekyou Sharingan?'
As soon as this thought came to mind, Hyōjin couldn't suppress it any longer.
The desire for knowledge is almost the most irresistible desire of Hyōjin, this is also the reason why he is so obsessed with various experiments. Uncovering secrets and exploring the unknown brings him an unparalleled sense of achievement, and this sense of achievement is also the main driving force that pushes him forward step by step.
Thinking of this, Hyōjin quickly placed one of the two clones on the test bench and used a scalpel to remove the semi-finished Byakugan in the eye sockets of the clone.
Then, he transplanted Uchiha Hideki's Mangekyou Sharingan into the clone.
After finishing all this, Kuroto sat on the chair and made a hand seal, "Secret Technique: Soul Descent!"
In an instant, Suijin's head tilted and he fell on the chair, and at the same time, the clone on the test bench sat up with a 'whoosh' sound.
Hyōjin, who had just descended into the clone, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of dizziness. He held his forehead and adapted to the dizziness for a while before slowly opening his eyes.
In the eye sockets, the pair of triangular Mangekyou Sharingan was flashing with a strange light.
Hyōjin looked a little absent-minded. He shook his head heavily and tried to focus, but the feeling of being in a trance lingered. He couldn't help but sigh, "It's really not easy to use eyes that aren't my own!"
A genius like Kakashi couldn't even bear the burden of a Mangekyou Sharingan that was activated by his own Chakra. One can imagine how unfriendly the Mangekyou Sharingan is to non-Uchiha ninjas …
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