Chương 113: Chapter 113
Accompanied by a piercing cry of pain of a child, a crackling sound filled the air, akin to shattering glass or something equally brittle.
In the next moment, a group of Konoha Shinobi, led by Nawaki, beheld colossal vines resembling snakes, sweeping towards them with a density that threatened to engulf the massive laboratory.
"Wood Style!?" exclaimed the Hiruzen and Koharu who had seen Hashirama use wood style in astonishment.
This sight unveiled the nature of the peculiar ambiance they were investigating. The last instance of the Wood Style's emergence ushered in the end of the Warring States Period, marking Senju Hashirama as the legendary God of Shinobi.
"Who is using the wood style? Was the experiment finally successful?!" Hiruzen exclaimed in disbelief.
Previous experiments showcased some adept individuals when injected with Hashirama cells successfully employing Wood Style, only to be swiftly neutralized by Hashirama's cells, resulting in their death. Even those who managed to tap into its power paid with their lives, reluctantly resorting to Wood Style as a last resort.
However, this jutsu before them exceeded the prowess of a mere C-level ninjutsu, boasting an attack range akin to that of a B-level ninjutsu. It was undoubtedly a successful shinobi with exceptional adaptability for Hashirama cells.
The expressions of shock on Nawaki and Uchiha's faces were even more deep. Nawaki, having never witnessed Senju Hashirama's might firsthand, had only heard of Wood Style's legendary domination in the world of shinobi from his elders and sister. Similarly, those born into the Uchiha clan were not unfamiliar with the ferocity of the Wood Style.
Long ago, the First Hokage Senju Hashirama used wood style to defeat the strongest Shinobi of their clan, Uchiha Madara, and the strongest Tailed beast Nine Tails combined, showcasing the power of Wood Style.
"Quickly!" Nawaki commanded, directing a stern gaze at Danzo.
In Nawaki's eyes, Danzo's secret study of his grandfather's cells amounted to desecration against his legacy, with innocent lives paying the price during this period of experimentation.
"If I don't kill Danzo after this incident, my surname will not be 'Senju'!"
"Fire Style·Great Fireball Technique!"
Uchiha ninjas expelled Great Fireballs from their mouths, attempting to quench the advancing wood-style Jutsu. However, the flames proved futile in impeding root's progress, as its momentum intensified.
"Nani!?" Uchiha Fugaku and his comrades were taken aback. "Fire is ineffective against wood style!?"
"No, isn't their firepower sufficient?" pondered another Uchiha.
"Shadow Clone Technique!" Minato transformed into golden light and dashed forward, splitting into two shadow clones. Each Minato formed a Rasengan in their hands.
"Halo Frozen Dessert Hair Whorl Jiraiya Twin Formula Sphere!!!" The duo of Minatos confronted Wood Style's advance with Rasengan.
"Ahhhhh!!" The cries of pain from the young boy persisted as Wood Style chakra continued to surge forth.
Minato furrowed his brows; this onslaught seemed unending. Judging from the sound, the user of Wood Style appeared to be a child. Therefore, subduing the child would likely halt the chaos.
With resolve, Minato turned to Nara Shikaku and the others. "Everyone, please help in holding the wines back; I will knock out the user!"
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"Danzo, who is the test subject for the Wood Style experiment!?" Hiruzen's tone turned cold as he grasped the gravity of the situation, addressing Danzo.
However, when he glanced in Danzo's direction, he discovered a space where Danzo had stood moments ago. Hiruzen was dumbfounded; Danzo had fled at this critical moment.
"Flying Thunder God—"
Boom!!!
"Uh ah ah!!!"
Just as Minato prepared to execute the Flying Thunder God Technique to bypass the surging vines and delve deeper,
A sea of flames descended like a deity of fire, soaring past everyone's heads in all directions.
Immediately afterward, a tsunami of fire engulfed the wooden vines, reducing them to ashes in an instant. Though their minds struggled to comprehend, their bodies instinctively recoiled from the intense heat.
"This flame, like the sun—" Minato turned to gaze beyond the flames.
"Aniki, sister!" Nawaki exclaimed in astonishment.
Tatsuya flicked Ryūjin Jakka, drawing all the flames back into his sword. He surveyed the laboratory now reduced to cinders and remarked, "The fusion surpassed my expectations."
Shisui had achieved nearly the pinnacle of wood style the future anbu named "Yamato" might accomplish in his entire life. What heights could Shisui reach in time? Perhaps rivalling even Senju Hashirama's level.
Of course, Tatsuya referred to the weaker Hashirama during the Konoha Collapse plan, not the one during the Fourth Ninja War.
Beside him, Tsunade tossed Danzo onto the ground like a discarded rag doll, the old man unconscious with foam dribbling from his lips. Disgusted, she remarked, "When I arrived, I caught this old coot attempting to flee, so I punched him and brought him along. What's with you lot? How could so many of you let him slip away?"
"Ugh, sorry, sister, just..."
Nawaki felt ashamed, primarily because he was taken aback by Grandpa's Wood Style.
"Uhhhh!!!"
The teenager's cry of pain echoed once more.
As Tatsuya sheathed Ryūjin Jakka, he vanished instantly. After about ten seconds, the wailing ceased.
...
Tatsuya aimed the bottom of Ryūjin Jakka's hilt at Shisui and gently pressed it against his forehead in the medical nutrition chamber.
The Zanpakutō possessed a soul-suppressing effect, ultimately pacifying the vitality of Hashirama cells.
Having not seen him in over two years, Tatsuya noticed how much taller the once small stalker had grown.
Reflecting on the recent events, he internally analyzed, "This no Danzo-like defective product reliant on Izangi and Wood Style backing him, yet he still seems to quite uncontrollable. His Uchiha potential is quite high perhaps with the help of Hashirama cells...."
Upon seeing the Hashirama's face on Shisui's chest, which bore semblance to both Uchiha Madara and Danzo's right arm, Tatsuya's eye twitched fiercely. It was nauseatingly familiar.
Danzo and Madara both were unmarried plus both of them were entangled in a love-hate relationship with their best friend.
Would this kid ever find a spouse in the future, he wondered? That is, of course, assuming he doesn't commit suicide and has the will to live after all this time living in this research facility.
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