Chapter 95 The Death of the Third Generation

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

The unconscious Gaara was also woken up by Naruto's wake-up call, but looking at his bruised face, he was probably not in good condition.

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

How did these two kids grow up?

That's the 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 preparing to rush forward.

When they finally saw the ninjutsu these two had unleashed, they were really afraid that they would be accidentally injured by them before they could even get close to them.

"Kakashi......."

"Your students......."

"As expected of Konoha's most youthful and passionate people..."

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

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

"It seems my youth is not passionate enough!"

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

"My destined rival, let's go through hellish training together!"

Kakashi:......

Not only did the two sigh, but the ninjas who had participated in the war were also shocked and terrified when they saw the two tough and violent Ichi-Tails.

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

But most of them had seen Ichibi's strength on the battlefield.

That destructive power...

He can harvest countless lives on the battlefield with just a wave of his hand. Many ninjas in the cemetery now died at the hands of the One-Tail.

Now seeing these two born...

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

In the barrier——

The first generation reborn by Orochimaru, the second generation, beat the third generation brothers without any fault.

After dodging and retreating, and keeping some distance, the Third Hokage caught a glimpse of Naruto and Sasuke stopping the tailed beast from running rampant, and immediately smiled with relief.

Naruto this kid.......

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

The old man took one last look at Konoha Village, reluctance evident in his eyes, and his entire life flashed through his mind.

Looking at the disciple he once believed in the most, the third generation's face was full of determination.

"Orochimaru!"

"I will never allow you to make any more mistakes!"

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

The third generation held the stick in front of him, used the shadow clone, and then formed seals with his hands again.

"Hiruzen, are you thinking..."

The ape demon suddenly spoke, with shock in his tone.

It felt that the situation on the scene was far from the point where it would use the Shikigami Fujin, and there was absolutely no need to exchange its life with Orochimaru.

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

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

And Orochimaru couldn't even see the shadow behind him.

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

In the end, the Third Generation used the Monkey King to grab Orochimaru's hands. The phantom of the Grim Reaper behind him slowly raised the blade in his hand and pierced through the Third Generation's chest, preparing to reap the souls of both of them 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 scent of death.

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

Orochimaru raised his fingers slightly and used chakra to control the Kusanagi sword on the ground. He had already aimed at the heart of the Third Hokage.

They both shouted at the same time.

"it's over!"

"go to hell!"

The Kusanagi sword pierced through the Sandai's heart, and the Grim Reaper only pulled out Orochimaru's arm before disappearing.

The consciousness of the three generations gradually became blurred.

The injuries on his body were no longer able to pull out Orochimaru's entire soul.

Swah——

The Grim Reaper in the air didn't care about that. He raised his sword and took away part of Orochimaru's soul and the soul of the Third Hokage.

Orochimaru's hands instantly lost feeling and his body was in unspeakable pain.

but......

The old man, who had just tightly grasped his hands, was no longer able to let go, and he lost strength and fell into his arms.

At this point, Konoha's Third Hokage died in battle.

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

At this moment, all the ninjas, upon seeing the barrier removed, immediately rushed forward to check on the Third Hokage.

Only Sasuke and Naruto were still standing on the battlefield.

Naruto stood there, looking at the body of the Third Generation Elder from afar for a full ten minutes.

After sighing softly, Naruto opened a door of light, said goodbye to Sasuke, and left first.

Sasuke held a ball of paper thrown by an Otonin in his hand, and raised his hand to throw it away, but put it back into his pocket at the moment of throwing it.

On this day, Konoha's Third Hokage died in battle, and it began to drizzle as expected, and it continued to rain until the next day...

At the funeral of the Third Hokage, everyone in Konoha Village came to pay their respects to the elderly man.

Even a certain 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, raindrops fell on his face, and 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 muttered to himself.

"Sorry, old man..."

"I'm late."

There wasn't much crying or wailing at the scene; it was almost always the new generation of ninjas crying and shouting.

The older generation of ninjas have become accustomed to this kind of scene of separation and death.

Konohamaru knelt in front of the tombstone, tears streaming down his face, his grandfather's face constantly recurring in his mind.

"Woooooooo..."

"grandfather......"

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

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

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

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

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

Uzumaki Naruto: .......

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

But no one stopped it.

Although his behavior was somewhat inappropriate, at least Konohamaru's intentions were good.

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

Naruto didn't go back because he hadn't paid his respects to the Third Hokage yet.

As for why the three people nearby didn't go back, Naruto didn't know.

To be honest, it was Naruto's first time to attend a Konoha funeral, and the only thing he could offer as a condolence was a bouquet of flowers.

He didn't quite understand what it meant.

Jiraiya was standing next to Naruto, and seeing that the boy was slow to move, he raised his hand, patted his shoulder, and whispered something.

"Go."

"Go forward and say your final goodbyes 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 Hokage, Naruto threw the bouquet in his hand aside.

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

"Naruto..."

Kakashi was worried that Naruto was going to do something wrong, so he called out his name, but Jiraiya at the side shook his head to stop him.

Naruto looked at the smiling portrait of the Third Hokage, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, and he pointed the diamond sword in his hand at the portrait and shouted.

"Three generations of Lao Deng!"

"My sword is not at all bad!"