"In addition to mind reading, this mask seems to have some other functions." Garashi's fingertips gently stroked the side of the mask, feeling the simple texture of the mask while whispering.
Turning around and walking to a bandit, he put his right hand on the bandit's head, and then gently pulled, like pulling a fishing line, the soul of the bandit was fished out of his body.
"This is part of the Shinigami's ability." Looking at the soul in his hand, Garashi nodded slightly, this is something he can't do with Spirit Transformation Jutsu.
"In terms of form, this ability seems to be closer to the soul extraction of Rinnegan, but it is more delicate than Rinnegan, and the extracted soul is more complete."
"In addition to the most basic memory reading, it can also be used as a material for soul fusion."
"Speaking of which, the Shinigami I summoned for the second time seems to be a little stronger than before, it should be because it absorbed the power of the souls that were sacrificed."
Not devouring, but absorbing, just like a fox that was required to pay rent regularly.
Otherwise, Namikaze Minato's soul wouldn't be intact after being eaten for more than ten years.
"It's called the Shinigami, but it doesn't even have the ability to devour souls, and even the results of hard work can be easily stolen by capitalists like me and Orochi Maru. If this is the real Shinigami, it's too miserable!"
Garashi calmly analyzed, "If I'm not wrong, the back door to unlock the Shiki Fujin should be deliberately left by the Shinigami, or specifically left for the Uzumaki Clan!"
In Garashi's view, it should be that the Uzumaki Clan's physique is too tempting, even if there is a strong seal, it is difficult to dispel the enemy's greed.
Therefore, some powerful Uzumaki Clan developed the Shiki Fujin Jutsu with themselves as the blueprint.
It makes them become the Shinigami, and when they encounter a difficult enemy, they can directly use the Shiki Fujin Jutsu as a warning, and every time they use the Shiki Fujin Jutsu, it can make the Shinigami stronger.
And the use of this back door is to release the souls of the people who use this technique.
Because of this, this technique doesn't use the bad method of devouring and fusing souls.
"Just the number of souls to create a Grim Reaper can make Kyuubi unable to resist. That is to say, fusing souls and obtaining higher quality souls may become a new way to become stronger … or even using these souls as materials to create a Hogyoku that belongs to this world?"
However, after careful consideration, Garashi had no choice but to temporarily give up this tempting idea.
The quality of an average person's soul was too weak. If it was used as a fusion material, it would be like a tall building made of inferior cement. Any external force could cause it to collapse.
However, it was not easy to steal the souls of powerful beings. Killing one or two of them secretly was not a big deal. But to kill so many powerful beings on such a large scale? Did the Six Dao of the Pure Land really think that they were blind?
The Six Paths of Samsara, who was sitting in the Pure Land, should be the most sensitive to the fate of these souls.
Just from the fact that he could easily summon the souls of the past Shadows, it was clear that he had great control over the Pure Land.
If you steal his things, be careful of the Six Paths – Chibaku Tensei's warning.
"It's really troublesome. The gap between ninja and Otsutsuki is too big. Even if I stand at the top of the ninja world, I'm still two or three levels away from the Six Paths Sage, not to mention that I'm far from the top of the ninja world."
Garashi sighed helplessly. If he wanted to break the shackles of life, all the ways to become stronger must be considered.
Even if he closed Madara's coffin tightly and didn't let him come out to dance, the Otsutsuki trio will be a threat that can't be ignored in a few decades.
Garashi sighed, there is not much time left for him.
In this case, he can't easily give up any idea.
"So, first of all, I have to find someone to take the blame for me?"
Speaking of the blame, Garashi subconsciously thought of the respected Elder Danzo.
But he quickly shook his head. "This blame is too big, Danzo can't take it!"
Garashi thought to himself. "The collection of souls can't be done by me, and it can't even be done in this world. Black Zetsu in the parallel world may be a good choice … But it's not easy to deceive Black Zetsu."
Taking advantage of the information asymmetry is one way, but the information he has now is not enough. Throwing out the bait rashly may alert the enemy.
After all, his understanding of Black Zetsu is limited to the memory of his previous life. If he wants to scheme against Black Zetsu, he needs to know more about him.
"Maybe, I can repeatedly test in this world, and then use the information I get to win the trust of Black Zetsu in the other world."
Thinking of this, Garashi's mouth raised slightly. "I seem to know how to play the next game with him."
…
The next day, early morning.
Stepping on dewdrops, Shushi returned to the Western Front Camp.
Then he received the news of a truce between the two sides.
In this regard, the opinions of the people in the camp are not uniform. Their attitudes are roughly divided into two factions.
The war-weary faction thinks that ending the war early is not a bad thing. The Rock Crypsis is not a pushover, and pushing them too hard will make them desperate.
The pro-war faction can't accept it. Most of them lost their friends and family in the war, and hatred makes them unwilling to stop.
In just a day or two, the camp has already broken out in double digits.
Therefore, when Garashi returned to the camp, a large group of people surrounded him.
"Garashi -sama, please mention it to Naruto -sama. How can we give up at the last minute?"
"Yes, we have been holding on for three years!"
"Garashi -sama, don't listen to their nonsense, the war has brought enough pain!"
Garashi also has a headache. This kind of thing can't be explained clearly.
He is not Gaara, how can a speech make them let go of their hatred?
"However, I can only bite the bullet." Garashi felt helpless, but his expression was solemn. "Everyone, listen to me for a moment."
Hearing Garashi's words, the noise around him suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at Garashi with anticipation.
"Just as you said, if this war continues, we will win! And as the battlefield commander, I can easily receive flowers and applause. "
"From the perspective of my interests, I should support the war, but I don't want to do this, because I don't want to see you at a funeral next time."
"There is no way to eliminate the hatred that has already arisen, but the pain that spreads can be stopped. If your friends and family die, you will be sad, but if you die, those who care about you will also be sad, and the pain will continue to spread."
With that, Garashi changed the topic. "However, I am not persuading you to let go of your hatred. There are many ways to take revenge on the Rock Crypsis, and there is no need to use this way to hurt yourself and the people around you."
"For example, you can organize people to snatch Rock Crypsis's missions after the war, so that the Rock Crypsis has no missions to accept; or you can write books like Jiraiya -sama, spreading the evil and cruelty of Rock Crypsis through words; or you can even work hard to make money to set up a large chamber of commerce to impose economic sanctions on the Rock Crypsis."
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