Chapter 95 Death of Three Generations

As soon as Shukaku regained consciousness, he was beaten back by the two idiots.

The unconscious Gaara also woke up with Naruto's wake-up call, but looking at his bruised face, he didn't look very good.

On the periphery of the battlefield, Kakashi's eyes twitched.

What on earth do these two kids look like! ?

That's the one-tailed Jinchūriki of the Sand Village!!

The war machine of the ninja world was about to go berserk, but was beaten back by these two guys.

Originally, he and Kai were going to rush forward.

Finally, when they saw the ninjutsu released by these two, they were really afraid that they would be accidentally injured by these two guys before they even got forward.

"Kakashi..."

"Your student..."

"You are really worthy of being the most youthful and passionate person in Konoha..."

Although Kai shouted youth, his tone was no longer as passionate as before, which was enough to show that he was also very speechless.

Then thinking of the daily training of these two little guys, Kai's eyes were once again filled with fighting spirit.

"It seems that my youth is not passionate enough!"

"By the end of today, I must pull five trees around the village for a hundred laps!"

"My destined opponent, let's go through hell training together!"

Kakashi:......

Not only the two sighed, but the ninjas who had participated in the war were shocked and terrified when they saw the two born beasts fighting against the rampaging One-Tail.

Those ninjas who have not experienced it may have no idea about the rampage of the tailed beast.

But most of them have seen the strength of the One-Tail on the battlefield.

That destructive power.......

It can harvest countless lives on the battlefield with just a wave of its hand. Now many ninjas in the cemetery died at the hands of the One-Tail.

Now seeing these two born.......

Everyone took a breath at the same time. They could no longer imagine how terrifying these two guys would be if they continued to grow.

In the barrier——

The third generation was reborn by Orochimaru, and the second generation beat his brothers and sisters without any mistakes.

After dodging and retreating, the third generation saw that Naruto and Sasuke had stopped the rampage of the tailed beast, and immediately showed a relieved smile.

Naruto, this kid...

He is a bit annoying at ordinary times, but he is as reliable as Minato at critical moments.

The old man finally glanced at Konoha Village, his eyes showing reluctance, and his life flashed through his mind.

Looking at his most promising disciple, the third generation's face was full of determination.

"Orochimaru!"

"I will never allow you to make mistakes again!"

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

The third generation held the stick in front of him, and after using the shadow clone, he formed seals with both hands again.

"Hiruzen, do you want to..."

Saruma suddenly spoke, with shock in his tone.

It felt that the situation on the scene was far from the point of using the Shikigami Fujin, and there was no need to exchange life with Orochimaru.

The third generation ignored Saruma and quickly completed the seal of this technique.

The shadow of the god of death gradually condensed behind him, and in his arms there was the soul of the third generation of Hokage.

And Orochimaru could not see the shadow behind him at all.

The third generation decisively raised his weapon, without any scruples, and all of Orochimaru's attacks could not stop him.

In the end, the third generation used the monkey demon to grab Orochimaru's hands, and the shadow of the god of death behind him slowly raised the sharp blade in his hand and pierced through the third generation's chest, ready to harvest the souls of the two together.

The two clones on the side grabbed Tobirama and Hashirama on the left and right, and the arms of the god of death slowly pulled out the souls of the two deceased people.

Although Orochimaru didn't know what the old man was going to do, he had already smelled the breath of death.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would really die in the hands of the third generation.

Orochimaru lightly raised his fingers and used chakra to control the Kusanagi sword on the ground. He had aimed at the heart of the third generation.

The two shouted at the same time.

"It's over!"

"Go to hell!"

The Kusanagi sword pierced through the heart of the third generation, and the god of death only pulled out Orochimaru's arm and then dispersed.

The consciousness of the third generation gradually blurred.

The injuries on his body could no longer pull out all of Orochimaru's soul.

Swish——

The death god in the air didn't care so much, and with a knife he took away part of Orochimaru's soul and the soul of the third generation.

Orochimaru's hands instantly lost consciousness, and he felt unspeakable pain on his body.

But...

The old man had just tightly grasped his hands, but he was unable to loosen them, and the whole person lost his strength and fell into his arms.

So far, Konoha's third generation Hokage died in the battle.

Orochimaru used his body to push the corpse away, summoned his subordinates around to remove the barrier, and then quickly evacuated the scene.

At this moment, all the ninjas saw the barrier removed and immediately went forward to check on the third generation Hokage.

Only Sasuke and Naruto were still standing on the battlefield.

Naruto stood there, looking at the corpse of the third generation old man from a distance for ten minutes.

After sighing softly, Naruto opened a light gate, said hello to Sasuke and left first.

Sasuke held a ball of paper in his hand, which was thrown by a Sound Ninja. He raised his hand to throw it away, but put it back in his pocket at the moment of throwing it.

On this day, the Third Hokage of Konoha died in battle, and it rained lightly in the sky as expected, and it continued to rain until the next day...

At the Third Hokage's funeral, everyone in Konoha Village came to pay tribute to the old man.

Even a white-haired old man who had escaped from the village to avoid the limelight came to the scene.

He held the old man's crystal ball in his arms, and the raindrops fell on his face. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

After standing there for a long time, Jiraiya looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, and murmured to himself.

"Sorry, old man..."

"I'm late."

There were not many cries and howls at the scene, and almost all of them were from the new generation of ninjas.

The older generation of ninjas were already accustomed to this kind of separation of life and death.

Konohamaru knelt in front of the tombstone and burst into tears, and his mind kept recalling his grandfather's face.

"Wuwuwu..."

"Grandpa..."

After crying for a few times, Konohamaru hurriedly took out a lot of medicines from his jacket pocket and trouser pocket.

While crying, he placed the medicine bottles neatly in front of the tombstone.

"Wuwuwu......."

"Grandpa, I found this in the trash can."

"Wuwuwu...... Don't forget to take medicine when you go to the Pure Land......"

Uzumaki Naruto:............

The people around were silenced by Konohamaru's filial behavior.

But no one stopped him.

Although the behavior was somewhat inappropriate, at least Konohamaru had good intentions.

The condolences of the crowd ended quickly, and many people left the scene soon, leaving only two white-haired people, Konohamaru and Naruto.

Naruto didn't go back because he hadn't paid tribute to the third generation yet.

As for why the three people next to him didn't go back, Naruto didn't know.

To be honest, it was the first time Naruto attended Konoha's funeral, and the condolences were just a bouquet of flowers.

He didn't understand what the meaning was.

Jiraiya stood beside Naruto, and when he saw the child was slow to move, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, whispering something.

"Go ahead."

"Go up and say your final goodbye to the old man."

Naruto raised his head, looked at the serious expression of the white-haired old man, nodded slightly, and finally took the first step.

However, when he was about to reach the tombstone of the third generation, Naruto threw the bouquet in his hand aside.

Before Kakashi and Jiraiya could come to their senses, they saw Naruto took out a blue sword and walked to the tombstone step by step.

"Naruto..."

Kakashi was worried that Naruto would mess up, so he called his name, but Jiraiya shook his head to stop him.

Naruto looked at the smiling portrait of the third generation old man, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, and he pointed the diamond sword in his hand at the portrait and shouted.

"Third generation old man!"

"My sword is not bad either!"