Naruto: Traveling Through Time Starting with Seizing the Dragon Vein

[Ding! Player 'Thunder Kingdom Madman' has had their mental anchor broken and is being forcibly logged off!]

[Ding! Player 'Second Generation Rap Singer's' consciousness carrier has overloaded and is forced offline!]

【drop!……】

The cold, impersonal system notification sounds scrolled wildly across the screen.

In just one exchange, hundreds of players were instantly killed!

Before it, the will of the ninjas was like a speck of dust, so insignificant as to inspire despair.

"Gudong..."

The army of players at the rear stopped abruptly, staring at the darkness that had swallowed everything, a deep chill settling over everyone's hearts.

Is this something that can really be overcome by simply killing more people?

However, just as everyone was about to give up...

Inside the command post, Minato's excited voice echoed in everyone's minds.

"Don't stop! Look ahead carefully!"

Hearing Minato's shout, everyone looked up and stared at the indescribable shadow.

This time, they saw it clearly.

In that absolute darkness that had swallowed hundreds of players... a light appeared!

Those were hundreds of very faint points of light!

Those were the sparks of their will; their master had logged off, but they remained.

Whether it was greed, pride, resentment, or anger...

These chaotic emotions, at this moment, are like drops of strong acid, corroding the shadows and leaving traces of humanity!

Although these points of light were swallowed by the shadows in the moment they hesitated.

But this means that this shadow is by no means insurmountable.

"Do you see that, everyone? Perhaps if the light devours the shadows, we can achieve victory!" Tsunade of the Undead Konoha roared, then led the charge.

A brief silence.

next second.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Amidst the crowd, the roar of a green-clad disciple practicing the Eight Gates Formation shattered the tranquility.

His entire body was engulfed in a crimson spiritual aura as he laughed and strode forward:

"Now that our predecessors have already set foot in the footsteps of others, how can we, as their successors, stand still? This is our youthful expedition!"

"To leave behind a glimmer of light, paving a way for future generations, is a truly romantic thought."

"Our Sand Village is second to none."

"..."

This is insane.

At this moment, whether it's for the huge reward or to leave their name in this grand epic, it's all about making a difference.

This group of ninjas, samurai, and even civilians from different parallel universes who once fought each other.

It completely transformed into an unstoppable torrent!

Thousands of players, laughing wildly, plunged headlong into that shadowy swamp!

They were like moths drawn to a sea of ​​fire, falling one after another, turning into white light and being forcibly kicked offline.

Tsunade from the undead Konoha was the first to be hit and instantly went offline.

Then came the first batch of players who followed her, followed by the second and third batches.

[Ding! Player has died and logged off +11450!]

[Ding! Player has died and logged off +33211!]

No one cared about the piercing death alarm.

Because every time someone falls, ten or a hundred people will step on their spot and continue to charge forward!

The points of light were constantly being swallowed up and dissipated, and then more and brighter points of light appeared, igniting the path left by those who came before.

That once invincible, enormous shadow began to churn violently under the relentless onslaught of this will!

"What's that ahead...?"

A Rock Village player, squeezed into the middle of the group, pointed into the darkness ahead.

At the edge of everyone's sight.

In that swamp shrouded in shadows...

A road appeared.

It was the will and emotions of countless fallen players that paved out a glowing "starlight path" in this absolute darkness!

How far is it from here?

What lies hidden at the end of the shadow?

Nobody knows.

However, looking at that road that was opened up little by little by the sacrifices of our predecessors;

Looking at those faint lights flickering on the shadowy ramparts, as if guiding future generations...

Something called "passion" exploded in everyone's chest!

No one hesitated anymore.

No one cares how thick the shadows ahead are.

All they saw was that the shadows that had been carved out were receding;

They only see the footprints left by their predecessors!

"forward!"

"Keep moving forward!!!"

One hundred thousand people! Millions of people!

Even the leaders of many factions charged into battle alongside the players at this moment, and their leading charge filled the operation with a tragic and heroic atmosphere.

The players who had just respawned in the waiting room didn't even have time to catch their breath before reconnecting to the Spirit Network and returning to this mental battlefield!

This is their expedition.

This is the most savage charge launched by low-dimensional ants, with their will and obsession, against the high and mighty gods!

From beginning to end, there was no technical skill involved; it relied purely on willpower and emotion, but that's what made it most effective.

at last.

At a certain point, after countless sacrifices and when the death count on the system panel reached an astronomical number.

"Crack..."

A cracking sound resonated deep within everyone's soul.

That path of light, paved with the unwavering will of countless people, forcefully pierced through the very core of that enormous shadow!

"Boom—!!!"

The entire mental space began to shake violently.

That shadow, which had been deathly still and cold, seemed to finally feel the sting.

Deepest in the crack where shadows are pierced.

One eye slowly opened.

That indescribable "He" finally descended and gazed upon us!

He descended.

Chapter 319 I Like This Kind of Future

The moment that eye fully opened deep within the crack.

The whole world.

No, even all the multidimensional realms covered by the Chakra Network fell into absolute stillness at this moment.

Those players, charging forward wave after wave, roaring as they launch their attack;

Those magical arts and divine spells that shimmer with vibrant colors;

All voices were forcibly stripped from this world.

Even the members of Konoha who had not yet participated in this operation remained completely still.

Only Uchiha Tsuki, who possessed several "divine clones," was able to move around with barely any energy.

"Is this... the power of higher dimensions...?"

Uchiha Yue had considered that the gap would be large, even using "large number" and "infinity" as analogies, but he still didn't expect the gap to be this big.

Konoha is united in truth, and following his path, it is therefore very powerful.

And what is his path?

To pursue the established truth of the universe.

But now, "He" seems to be the truth itself.

How should those who pursue the truth deal with enemies who resemble "truth itself"?

Uchiha Yue felt confused.

Just when everyone's thoughts were about to be frozen.