Projection magicians starting from the Uchiha clan

With a flick of her wrist, Iori's sword trembled slightly, and drops of blood scattered from its blade like cherry blossom petals falling in the wind.

Upon seeing this, the man lying on the bed weakly stood up and looked at Iori with a shocked expression.

"You...you are?" he stammered.

"I am Uchiha Iori, the head of the Uchiha clan. After investigating the whereabouts of the Uzumaki clan, I have come to bring you back to Konoha at the request of Uzumaki Kushina."

Iori calmly said, "Of course, I also have my own selfish motives. I hope you can join my ranks instead of Konoha's."

Without hesitation, Uzumaki Hiroaki said urgently, "My lord, I'm willing to do anything to save my wife!"

He dragged his weak body and knelt down before Iori, humbly begging for his help.

The wooden clone looked at him with pity, gently helped him up, and took out its magic weapon to heal him.

Judging from Karin's background, after he was squeezed out of his seal, he was either killed on the spot or died shortly afterward from the aftereffects of the torture.

His wife later died due to the oppression of Kusagakure. If his daughter hadn't been taken away by Orochimaru, she probably would have suffered the same fate as her mother in Kusagakure.

All of this was simply because he kindly saved an ungrateful wretch.

"Don't worry, I've already sent my clone to rescue your wife. You'll be fine. Good people shouldn't suffer for their good deeds; that's my will."

News spread that Iori had rescued Hiroaki Uzumaki, and soon after, he also received news that Kana Uzumaki had been rescued.

"Let's go. Your wife has been saved. It's time for me to unleash divine punishment upon Kusagakure."

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The remaining clones scattered and found the leaders of the [Grass Flower]. Iori, who was already suppressing her anger, didn't say much, but directly used illusion magic to interrogate them.

"Have you participated in the persecution of the Uzumaki clan?"

"I don't know. I didn't know that the Whirlpool Clan existed in the village."

"So, did any of you participate in the attack on the red-haired ninja?"

"I don't know, we haven't been on any missions recently."

After a brief inquiry, Iori's face showed a wry smile.

These ninjas have been completely marginalized in the village. Their existence seems to have been forgotten. It's not a question of whether they do evil or not, but that they don't even have the opportunity to do evil anymore.

Looking at these clueless good-for-nothings, Iori waved his hand dismissively, telling them to take their subordinates to safety, and then handed the information he had received to his main body.

Upon receiving the message, a glint of excitement flashed in Iori's eyes.

He straightened up and activated Vimana's power.

"Let's get started, hopefully they can give me some fun."

Vimana sped forward, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the sky, and quickly arrived above Kusagakure.

Although the grass ninja on the outskirts wanted to report the news to the village, the speed of news transmission was far slower than the speed of the flying boat.

The Golden Ship's peculiar shape and suffocating sense of oppression instilled an unprecedented sense of panic in the Grass Ninja.

Under the sunlight, Vimana's golden shell reflected a dazzling light, while Iori's undisguised killing intent, like a cold wind, pierced through the air and spread to every corner of Kusagakure.

"Where's Ox Head? Isn't he here?" The Sheep Head looked anxious as he looked around, searching for Ox Head.

"I don't know, but we don't have time to worry about it now. What exactly is that thing up there, and why does it have such terrifying chakra?" The horse-headed man's face was filled with terror.

Under the supervision of the wood clone, the ninjas of the [Grass Flower] faction evacuated most of the innocent people.

Those who were not evacuated were all ninjas closely associated with the [Grass Fruit], and could not be considered innocent.

Kusagakure was a small ninja village, like Orochimaru's Sound Village and the Snow Village of the Land of Snow, with almost no civilians, which made Iori's evacuation work much easier.

"You captured the remnants of the Uzumaki clan before, didn't you?" Iori said from the sky.

"Is there some misunderstanding? We haven't seen any vortex survivors," the sheep-headed man tried to remain calm and argued with Iori.

"Wrong answer!" Iori's voice was like a winter wind, cold and biting.

As he spoke, the machine gun built into Vimana opened fire and swept towards the ram's head.

"Earth Release: Earth Flow Wall." A thick earthen wall rose from the ground, temporarily blocking the attack from the sky.

However, Vimana's machine guns were like a relentless storm, raining bullets down on the earthen wall. Under the continuous fire, cracks began to appear in the earthen wall, and it gradually collapsed.

The other leaders were pale and their foreheads were covered in cold sweat. They could only keep using ninjutsu to try to maintain the Earth Flow Wall.

Seeing that Iori was completely unreasonable, the group was filled with hatred, but they were at the mercy of others and could only back down.

"Sir, we arrested them, but we didn't kill anyone. Please let us go, and we will release them immediately."

The ram's voice trembled as it pleaded.

As a fence-sitter, his most important skill is recognizing the strength of friend from foe. From the moment he saw the flying boat in the sky, he knew that this was an enemy that the Grass Ninja Village could not resist.

"Please give us another chance. We are allies of Konoha. If we are wiped out here, Konoha will definitely avenge us."

Faced with a catastrophic enemy, they could not muster the will to resist, and could only try to protect themselves by relying on the prestige of Konoha.

Upon hearing this, Iori in the sky revealed an evil smile. He didn't intend to reveal his identity now, hoping to give them a surprise.

"If I remember correctly, the Uzumaki clan remnants you persecuted before were staunch allies of Konoha, right? Let's not even talk about who has a closer relationship with Konoha between you and them."

"Since Konoha didn't pursue the destruction of the Land of Whirlpools, how can you be so sure that Konoha will take your destruction to heart? Hahahaha!"

The ram's face grew even paler; he knew they had no way out.

He sternly said to the black-haired man, Wuwei, "Wuwei, go and tell the Grass Ninja to scatter and see if you can distract him. Then let the useless Grass Flower ninja take the blame."

"Yes, all for the sake of Kusagakure." Wuwei nodded solemnly.

Just as he was about to depart, the wood clones surrounding the Grass Ninja Village began forming hand seals: "Four Red Yang Formation".

Chapter 141 The End of Kusagakure (The End)

As the wood clone spoke, the Grass Village was surrounded by a rectangular barrier of red, transparent flames, completely isolating it from the outside world.

The red flames burning on the barrier, like the tongue of a demon, licked the air, emitting a suffocatingly high temperature.

A grass ninja, refusing to believe in superstition, reached out to touch the seemingly ethereal barrier.

However, the instant his fingers touched the barrier, flames engulfed his body, and he was burned to ashes amidst screams of agony.

The leaders of the Grass Ninja witnessed this scene, and their hearts were filled with despair.

The moment the barrier was activated, they abandoned all hope and realized that their opponents were determined to wipe them out.

Hysteria was written all over the ram's face, and his voice echoed in the air:

"Why? Why are you doing this? They're all still alive! Are you going to destroy Kusagakure just because of this?"

He never dreamed that while he was enjoying hot pot and singing at home, he would suddenly be shot down by fighter jets.

Iori smiled slightly, a smile that carried a hint of coldness and mockery:

"It's not Kusagakure, but the [Kusa no Hidden Village] faction. After your deaths, the [Kusa no Hana] will, with my help, establish a peaceful village."

"Furthermore, there is only one reason for your demise, and it is very simple: you angered me."

A sense of powerlessness welled up in Yang Shou's heart; he knew he had no hope of escaping.

He shouted at Wuwei: "Since that's the case, then Wuwei!"

"Understood!" Although he didn't say it explicitly, Wuwei understood his meaning. "Fire Release: Heavenly Prison Fire Sword".

The fire sword danced in Wuwei's hands, forming fiery red barriers that blocked the machine gun fire from the sky.

Protected by the Fiery Sword, Wuwei broke through the encirclement and fled into the distance.

【Very well, let me see the legendary ninja tool left behind by the Sage of Six Paths, the Box of Elysium!】

Iori did not pursue them, but let them leave without a trace.

"You are now of no use, die!" Seeing that Wuwei had left the battlefield, Iori turned her gaze to the leaders of the Grass Ninja.

"Let me see the power of this ancient nuclear warhead!"

With Iori's snap of her fingers, the Golden Ship's ammunition depot opened, and a strange object, carrying an aura of destruction, hurtled towards the earth.

However, at the instant the fire jutsu struck, the nuclear bomb exploded, and a mushroom cloud rose from the ground, blooming like a flower of death on the land of Kusagakure.

Even Vimana had to raise his altitude to avoid being caught in this destructive storm.

"The sky was filled with wondrous light, like the might of the Holy Spirit; only a thousand suns could rival its brilliance."

Iori watched the explosion with great interest. "The ancient Indians were really good at writing. Although it's a bit exaggerated, the description is still very apt."

The explosion of an ancient nuclear bomb leveled half of Kusagakure, and the powerful blast created a hurricane that swept across the entire village.

Houses collapsed, trees broke, and everything was reduced to nothing in this disaster.

Wuwei was severely injured by the hurricane-force impact of the explosion, but he did not stop and continued to walk towards his destination with difficulty.

Along the way, many grass ninjas lay on the ground. Wuwei called up the ninjas who could still move and led them to the forbidden area.

The hidden door was opened, and the Grass Ninja filed in.

Wuwei stood before them and said, "Now is the time for the life and death of Kusagakure. I beg you."

"Yes, all for the sake of Kusagakure!"

As they spoke, the eyes on the Box of Bliss's face glowed red, and their chakra was absorbed into it. After a brief tremor, everything stopped.

"Damn it, is my chakra still not enough?" Wuwei angrily slammed his fist against the wall, the force so great that a stone on the shelf was knocked off, making a crisp sound.

Ding! The stone shattered into fragments, and the chakra contained within was absorbed by the Box of Bliss. As the chakra was satisfied, the box vibrated and burrowed from the ground to the surface.

"Is it really true? The stone that the merchant mentioned, from the ruins. Never mind, Kusagakure is saved."

Wuwei was excited; the revival of Grass Village was just around the corner.

He quickly reached the ground and said to the Box of Elysium, "Box, now is the time to open it, Box of Elysium."

As he spoke, ominous chakra emanated from the box. Iori watched this scene with great interest from the sky, her Sharingan spinning rapidly as she analyzed the nature of the chakra.

"Please protect Kusagakure and make it great again, Kuga, grant my wish!"

As he spoke, dark purple chakra surged on the box, like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, carrying an ominous premonition.

After a tremor, the demon mask on the box seemed unable to withstand the force and fell to the ground with a dull thud.