end ninja world

Chapter 1101 Release the Soul
Yan Mo hooked on the pure land, and the light of souls was released, filling the sky.

The souls of all the dead and wounded in the Fourth Ninja War were released, and even some old friends of the husband and wife.

Countless souls spit out from Yan Mo's mouth, and swayed them wantonly as if they didn't want money.

However, other people in the city couldn't see the splendid scene in front of them, they just wanted to rush to escape from the scene.

"There's a ghost"

People fled in all directions, standing in the distance and looking in horror at the woman in black standing in the middle of the road, and the invisible but palpable huge shadow standing behind her.

In their heads, which only have the simple common sense bestowed by Uchiha Tatsumi, they cannot understand what kind of power this is.

However, Uchiha Haru ignored these ordinary people, her face was a little serious, feeling the terrifying power that Uchiha Tatsuo had bestowed on her.

Do not.
Even this cannot be called power anymore, but another higher level of understanding.

"This is the Eye of Creation—"

"Terrible."

Uchiha Tatsuo's reincarnation eyes are different from other reincarnation eyes. His eyes are the eyes of creation that created this world.

And after receiving Uchiha Tatsuo's gift, she can freely show the power of side-by-side rules in this world, which is the responsibility of the new world hell.

He is in charge of the pure land and holds reincarnation in his hand.

Now that the Ninja World and the Tenshou World are connected to each other and form a pathway, she can directly release the soul of the Pure Land without being punished by the God of Death.

"I am now acting for the duty of hell."

Uchiha Haru spoke softly.

Uchiha Tatsuo's gift to her directly forcibly raised her from an ordinary ninja to the sixth level. What kind of terrifying power can change a person in a single thought, it is natural to think carefully and fear.

Then Uchiha Haru looked at the green light all over the sky, these were released souls, and the number of souls killed in the Fourth Ninja World War alone was as many as [-].

This is indeed a very astonishing number, and there are still 2 people who have been injured and are still being rescued.

Uchiha Haru looked at everything with a serious face, but before resurrecting them collectively, there was a special person who needed a special resurrection method, because his identity was destined to be different from others.

Although he is not Uchiha Haru's own flesh and blood, his husband's blood still flows in his body, and he will call himself mother.

And there is also a place for him to perform the duties of the Six Paths.

"The art of psychic—"

bang——

Uchiha Haru pressed the mudra with one hand on the ground and channeled Uchiha Hoshino's body.

Hoshino is now wrapped under a white cloth, with a seal amulet attached to his head. This is to prevent the medicine master from reincarnating the ninja who had just died in battle, so the funeral requirements have been strengthened.

This is especially true for Hoshino, a five-kage-level ninja.

Uchiha Haru undid the spell that sealed the stepson's body, revealing Hoshino's fair face, as if asleep.

Uchiha Haru's palm lightly touched Hoshino's cheek, and then he clenched into a fist, suppressing all sad expressions.

A pair of eyes also became serious.

"In that case."

"Then let's begin—"

Snapped--

Uchiha Haru once again made a mudra with both hands.

"Heretics—"

Half a day has passed.

night.

"Today's work is really busy."

In a high-end office building.

A silver-haired man turned his head slightly, and said to the colleague beside him, his voice sounded a little lazy.

"Ah Kakashi."

And the other person with his back to him was operating something on the computer, typing on the keyboard, and seemed to have no time to pay attention to his colleagues.

After a long while, he supported his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Here...how to do it?"

And Kakashi got behind the man, supported the back of the chair with his hands, looked at the dense things on the other's computer screen, and then stretched out his hand and pointed.

"Here, add one."

"Oh--"

Kakashi's vision is very vicious. Although he is lazy at work on weekdays, his performance is excellent. Perhaps this is Kakashi's unique talent.

Let colleagues have some envy and hatred.

Kakashi found the colleague's problem at a glance, and then corrected it.

crackling-

There was another sound of tapping on the keyboard, and finally a hard hit on the return key.

"Yes!"

"You're done!"

Then the man swivels the chair and turns around. This is an ordinary cheek, but there are some hideous marks on the half of the cheek.

According to him, it was caused by an accident in his youth and he was buried in the ground.

If it wasn't for the grandmother who depended on each other to call passers-by for help in time, I'm afraid he would have died by then.

"Ah."

And Kakashi saw his colleague solve the last problem at work, then nodded, and pouted in the direction of the elevator.

"Then let's go? Obito."

"You invited me to dinner today."

"OK!"

The man named Obito readily agreed.

"Kakashi, you guy was really too tight before."

"Never took the initiative to take out"

Then Obito's cheeks gradually froze in place, and he just realized what Kakashi said.

"Hello."

"You bastard is too much."

Obito was dissatisfied, but facing Kakashi's gesture of spreading his hands and dead fish eyes, he immediately lost his temper.

"That's all."

"For the sake of helping me solve a big problem today."

"Today we went to Kannabi Bridge. How about the izakaya?"

While talking, while walking.

Obito loosened the tie that was a bit strangled, and walked into the elevator with Kakashi.

The towering buildings are brightly lit, and it is now night, but there are still many people working overtime in this huge office building.

But they are not the protagonists of this world, they are just a part of the people who keep it going.

No matter which world there are such people, playing insignificant roles, watching the protagonists shine.

Then envy, jealousy and hatred, pursue the impossible dream, and hope that one day I can also stand in the spotlight.

The translucent elevator carried the crowded social animals, whizzing down from the clouds quickly, and the scenery outside the window was even a little blurred.

The temperature difference between inside and outside is a bit big.

At some point, it started to rain lightly outside, and the air became a bit cooler.

The indicator light in the elevator is constantly flashing like breathing. Most people are playing with their mobile phones, or listening to music with headphones to relieve the fatigue of a day of work.

When Kakashi heard Obito's words, he tilted his head slightly.

"God has no bridge..."

A pair of dead fish eyes glanced at Obito indifferently, but Obito's heart skipped a beat.

Then he showed a slightly embarrassed smile, it seemed that Obito's mind had been seen through.

(End of this chapter)