Naruto: Accidentally Unlocking a Fantasy Era

Yatsudai frowned.

"If you cross the sea, that is the Land of Thunder."

The three exchanged a glance and quickly moved forward.

They had just emerged from the canyon.

Sudden.

"No!" Yashiro shouted.

The three of them quickly jumped away from their original positions.

The ground ahead collapsed, and a loud "BOOM!" followed.

One by one, figures emerged from both sides of the canyon.

The outside gradually became shrouded in mist.

One by one, ninjas wearing Rain Ninja headbands blocked the way in front and behind.

"This is a trap." The three of them turned grim.

Yashiro also looked annoyed.

He didn't even notice.

"You can't blame yourself, Yashiro."

Fugaku remained calm and composed.

Although the war had already begun, Kirigakure (Hidden Mist Village) had not made any major moves.

Most people would never imagine that they would set a trap at this time.

The other party's behavior was truly unexpected.

Or rather, it fits the current situation, but Konoha is unaware of it.

war.

How could the other ninja villages possibly just stand by and watch quietly?

"How come there are only three people?"

The leading man frowned, looking at Fugaku and the other two with obvious displeasure.

"I guess I'll just have to keep fishing."

The woman next to the man licked her lips.

"If we keep fishing, Konoha will find out."

Since Kirigakure intends to participate in this war, they naturally need to weaken Konoha's strength first.

Unfortunately, we only managed to catch three small teams, so adding these four would make it the fifth.

"Hey, these three aren't ordinary Konoha ninjas."

A short, white-haired old man stood nearby with a cruel smile on his face.

"These are elite members of the Konoha Uchiha clan."

Three pairs of scarlet eyes looked at them.

"Kill out."

The three of them drew their swords at the same time.

The Uchiha clan's swordsmanship was also quite renowned.

"Kill them."

As the leading man shouted.

The mist gradually enveloped the three of them.

Chapter 78 The Battle of Uchiha the Eighth Hokage

In this deep, thick fog.

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha held swords in both hands, and the three-tomoe jade beads swirled rapidly in his crimson pupils.

They were separated.

In the thick fog, the Hidden Mist Ninja moved swiftly and became indistinguishable.

Although the Sharingan could keep up with their speed, it couldn't penetrate the thick fog.

Simultaneously.

The voices of the Hidden Mist ninjas continued to echo from within the thick fog.

"Heart."

"liver."

"spleen."

"lung."

"kidney."

Which one do you want to lose first?

Various sounds continued to rise.

They were trying to instill fear in Yashiro, but Yashiro remained unmoved, only the Sharingan in his pupils flashed rapidly.

They were trying to locate them.

There are quite a few people in this thick fog.

Faced with this crisis.

It shouldn't have been him who was supposed to be here.

He chose to stay by Uchiha Fugaku's side simply because of the confidence he gained from his basic internal strength.

He made his choice.

Naturally, one becomes aware of this.

Whether it's danger or death.

A figure appeared silently behind Yashiro, thrusting a kunai into Yashiro's back.

The attack was completely silent.

It targets the heart of the matter.

At that moment, Yashiro suddenly turned his head.

“I figured out your tricks a long time ago.”

The three tomoe in the crimson Sharingan slowly rotated.

The ninja's pupils contracted as he felt an intense burning sensation throughout his body, as if the world had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"It's an illusion."

Unfortunately, it was too late to notice.

The eighth generation of the colored sword swiftly sliced ​​across his neck, signifying the end of his life.

"idiot."

An aged voice came from the mist.

"Don't look into his eyes. The Sharingan of the Uchiha clan is no joke."

Just then, the sound came.

Three figures emerged from the mist, slashing at Yatsushiro with kunai swords.

Although the other party was completely silent and hidden in a blind spot.

However, Yashiro quickly realized that this was also an experience gained from fighting Kirigakure.

At this moment, one's own sense of danger is more useful than the Sharingan.

He has fought quite a few battles against the Hidden Mist ninja.

But he wouldn't just stand by and do nothing while the enemy attacked.

The breathing rate began to change drastically.

"Breathing of Rock".

A burst of dust sprayed out from between his mouth and nose.

"Type One! Serpentine! Bipolar!"

Yashiro swiftly brandished the sword in his hand.

Chakra burst forth from the wielding blade, transforming into earth and rocks that swiftly coalesced into an axe and a hammer, simultaneously striking the two men.

However, three figures appeared at the same time.

"Breathing of Rock!"

"Form Three! Rock-like Skin!"

The sword in Yatsushiro's hand flew swiftly, and chains formed from rock and soil wrapped around his body.

The third person blocked the attack.

The three of them also managed to withstand Yatsushiro's attack and returned to the thick fog once again.

The three attackers kept their eyes on Yashiro's body throughout their attack.

Naturally, he was not under the influence of illusion magic.

"As expected, it's the assassination squad of the Mist Ninja."

Assassination squads typically do not use large-scale ninjutsu, but rather carry out assassinations while covered in dense fog.