Naruto: I get stronger by drawing lots

The wall next to him was smashed through, and Minato Namikaze flew into a house.

"Cough cough!"

The sudden attack caught Minato Namikaze off guard, and it almost made him faint.

Coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, Minato Namikaze immediately began scanning his surroundings.

Then I saw him standing there, not far in front of me, calmly wearing something that looked like a yukata.

A man, so white it was unbelievable, his hair was slightly white, his eyes were white, a man dressed entirely in white.

"Hello, monkey."

"I've come to reclaim the power of the Divine Tree."

The man's tone was very calm, as if he didn't take Minato Namikaze seriously at all.

"Spiral pills!"

Minato Namikaze didn't waste any words. He immediately focused his attention, and the Rasengan appeared in his hand as he charged forward.

Mikoto was lying there, and just then...

"Empty palm".

Minato Namikaze sensed something was wrong and dodged to the side.

Then the thing behind him was crushed by a gust of air.

That's right, it was like being crushed, completely destroyed.

Minato Namikaze held his breath, but then the man kicked him again, hitting him squarely in the abdomen and sending him flying.

In the blink of an eye, Minato Namikaze flew from one room to another.

As he flew, dragging his body along the ground, Minato Namikaze crashed into something, and then the two objects flew into the sky together before falling back down.

"Whoo~"

The scenery in front of Minato Namikaze became blurred.

Snapped.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Minato Namikaze's breathing became inexplicably more urgent.

His gaze began to shift, and Minato Namikaze looked over.

This sight left Minato Namikaze completely stunned.

On the other side of the line of sight was a gruesome human body.

The person, covered in blood, could only be identified as human, as if they had climbed a mountain of knives.

Those dark, hollow eyes were imprinted in Minato Namikaze's eyes, reaching deep into his heart, striking hard against his soul.

"Ah! Ahhh!"

Minato Namikaze couldn't hold on any longer and started yelling.

The scene was so horrific that it was unbearable to look at.

"How about the monkey's physique?"

With a hint of amusement in his voice, the white-haired, white-eyed man approached step by step.

—It was this guy who did it—

Minato Namikaze had his back to that thing. The floor was covered in blood, and its shape and texture were completely unrecognizable.

The man was completely white, without a trace of blood.

He clearly has a very handsome face, a perfect appearance, and a perfectly timed smile.

but.

Minato Namikaze felt as if this was a demon that had crawled up from the depths of hell.

"who are you?"

Those white eyes gave Minato Namikaze some clues, but he wasn't sure.

"Oh ho, does the monkey also want to know my name?"

The man watched Minato Namikaze with great interest.

Minato Namikaze's body was not straight; in fact, it was slightly bent over because he couldn't stand up straight at all.

The man's lips curled up even higher than before.

"Otsutsuki".

"Cloud style".

Minato Namikaze looked ahead, and the moment the voice entered his mind, he felt a blur before his eyes.

"It is your honor to know my name."

The man in front of him had disappeared; he was whispering in his ear.

They were so close.

Minato Namikaze's eyes began to move; he wanted to look over there.

but.

Not qualified!

puff.

The blonde figure took flight, especially dazzling in the moonlight, like a puppet with its strings cut, soft and fluffy in the sky, maintaining its most primal form.

Snapped.

His blond hair was stained crimson as Minato Namikaze lay sprawled on the ground, a pool of blood flowing from his body.

His mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.

He wanted to howl loudly to vent his pain.

Unfortunately, it's impossible.

He wanted to faint peacefully and not endure this pain.

Unfortunately, it's impossible.

He was like a guy who had been stripped of his body and was left with only his soul.

They could only see and hear, but couldn't move an inch.

"Hmm—this power is pretty good, isn't it? As long as it's converted and controlled well, it's practically omnipotent."

"But you wicked monkeys have become tainted with things that do not belong to you."

The words spoken by the man who called himself Otsutsuki kept reaching Minato Namikaze's ears.

"It looks like the Sharingan. Let me see how the monkeys use their divine power."

He was panting heavily as he strained to look up.

The black-haired girl who should have been on his back was lying on the ground, and that guy was slowly walking towards her—

Chapter 56: Jiraiya Arrives

"These guys."

Jiraiya took a breath, his face covered in dust.

Before him lay a series of fallen ninjas.

These ninjas were quite strange; they had no headbands, nothing distinctive, just uniform cloaks.

They don't seem like rogue ninjas, but more like a religious organization, and they automatically merge into the underground after death.

But Jiraiya didn't have time to deal with these things anymore; he had been delayed for far too long.

We must set off immediately.

With a powerful push of his feet, Jiraiya immediately rushed towards the town's streets.

After gathering information at the bathhouse, he came to investigate the area near the town.

Jiraiya has a secret mission. Recently, there have been many mysterious disappearances at the resort, and the number is increasing. As a last resort, the person in charge here has no choice but to request help from Konoha.

Konoha was short-handed, and the mission's level was unknown. Jiraiya happened to have received a C-rank mission to escort them here, so he took on this mission.

But now it seems that this matter may not be so simple.

Jiraiya recalled the person who had delayed him; their strength was neither high nor low, and they were completely unafraid of pain or death, just like a machine.

—Could it be—

Jiraiya considered a very bad possibility.

It's an extremely absurd possibility that makes one very uncomfortable.

"Please make sure you're alright!"

Jiraiya quickened his pace, running steadily towards the town—

"A beast? What a surprise."

"Even a mere monkey can have such strong emotions."

Otsutsuki was holding Minato Namikaze's head, looking like a little child.

"So, how is it?"

Choose.

Otsutsuki brought his face close, and Minato Namikaze was only twenty centimeters away from him.

"Sage Art: Lightning Release, Heavy Stream Burst!"

Otsutsuki paused, then immediately took a few steps back to the side.

At that moment, a figure fell rapidly from the sky, carrying a massive amount of electricity, like a bolt of lightning.