Chapter 97 The Destroyed Kingdom of Whirlpool (please vote!!)

"here……"

Mito unconsciously took a step forward, but as if he suddenly came to his senses, the expression on his face changed drastically and he took a few steps back.

But the feeling of sudden loss of power is like falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The touch under your feet is not solid ground, but soft and deep like yellow sand.

Unable to adapt, she staggered a few times and fell backwards into a soft blanket.

puff!

Mito's fallen body stirred up dust mist beneath her feet, and an indescribable smell in the dust mist surged from the surroundings and filled her nostrils.

"Cough! Cough!" Mito was choked and couldn't help but said, "What does this smell like?"

No, no, I should say, where is this place?

Since she was lying on her back, her eyes naturally fell on the sky.

But the only thing that can be seen in the field of vision is a depressing gray-brown color.

It looks like diluted blood is smeared on the sky as paper, and the sky seems to have an entity, as if it is about to topple down anytime and anywhere.

"Genjutsu?" Mito felt a sense of heaviness and depression in his heart, feeling the real touch of sand all over his body, and said in a deep voice, "How could someone drag me into a genjutsu when I transform into a half-tailed beast?"

In essence, "genjutsu" is a technique that uses chakra to interfere with the target's chakra and affect its five senses, causing it to fall into hallucinations.

When she entered the half-tailed beast state, the chakra in her body surged violently and was almost inexhaustible.

Perhaps the visual illusion released by the power of the Sharingan eye can do it, but Mito is confident that no one in the Uchiha clan can make him fall for it, because the Uchiha clan has not had powerful eyes for a long time.

"But if you can't feel the presence of Kyuubi, you can't even extract chakra..."

With a surprised expression, Mito sat up with his hands on the ground. Only then did he realize that he was not lying in a piece of yellow sand, but in a piece of soft ashes that was only black and white.

ash?

Why are there ashes?

Mito instinctively raised his head and looked forward, but stopped when he saw the distance.

She saw buildings with the characteristic style of the Uzumaki clan, but only some ruins of those buildings were left.

Even so, Mito could still vaguely recognize the dilapidated tall building standing against the gray and white background, like a giant struggling to stretch its arms out of the quicksand.

Despair, helplessness, pain, fear...

The city is no longer a city, the streets are no longer streets, there are only ashes and dead buildings.

There was a voice in her heart that kept telling her that this was the place, the place where she grew up, the hometown that was familiar yet strange to her.

This is Uzushio Village.

Yes, Uzushio Village.

The ashes in his hands seemed to still feel a little hot. Mito quickly stretched out his hands and made a seal and shouted: "Relieve!"

But there was no change in front of him, and Mito's eyes flashed with uneasiness as he struggled to get up.

In the end what happened?

Is this really an illusion?

Or should I say, what is really in front of me is...

call! !

Just as countless doubts filled her mind, the originally light wind suddenly became noisy.

Coming from behind her, there was a rustling sound, ranging from small to intense.

The ashes were blown into the air by the wind, making a fine and trivial sound, and flew past Mito's face.

She felt a sharp pain like an ant's bite, raised her hands to cover her face, and trudged forward.

Until he passed through the previous door with his memory, the noisy wind in Mito's ears stopped.

"Ahem!" She couldn't help coughing twice, and moved her hand in front of her.

The dim light passed through the cracks in her hands and shone into her eyes, and a ridiculous and strange picture gradually appeared in her pupils.

For an instant, Mito stood stunned in front of the dilapidated building. The crimson sunset rose behind her at some point, shining a blood-like scarlet light source in front of her eyes.

"What's this?"

If Uzushio Village was like a giant buried alive in a tomb, then what she faced were the ants that once lived on the giant's body.

The densely packed gray figures with different shapes were standing in front of Mito at this moment.

Some are kneeling down, struggling to stretch out their hands, looking up at the sky, opening their mouths, or wailing silently...

Those gray figures were like silent statues, with the wind blowing and gray embers falling from their bodies.

There was no living creature of flesh and blood, only the disgusting smell of burning and everything in front of him was hopeless.

"how so?"

This scene was enough to make people fall into deathly silence. Mito's face was full of confusion. He gradually forgot about the possibility of illusion and subconsciously stepped forward.

She passed two statues standing together, with a gap of tens of centimeters between them, and they also had an arm missing at the same time.

It is conceivable that when facing death, they should be lovers holding hands together. Perhaps they still said the words of never leaving before death, and then death separated them in a malicious way.

"It's Hongji's son and daughter-in-law..."

Looking at the blurry faces of the two corpses, Mito actually recognized their identities.

Uzumaki Hiroki was a junior with whom she had a very good relationship. She mentioned her son and daughter-in-law in the letters they exchanged, and the words were always full of visible satisfaction.

In a letter sent to her recently, he mentioned that his daughter-in-law was pregnant and that he would be able to see his grandson before he died...

After a moment of silence, Mito stretched out his hand stiffly, wanting to touch the two corpses.

But her fingertips only touched lightly, and there was a crisp sound instantly.

Kaka! Click!

Seeing the two corpses shattered into powder, Mito's face became even paler.

After falling into a long silence, she took another step and continued walking forward.

The corpse of a man opened his arms as if to block something, but it was obvious that he was engulfed by the surging flames.

Behind him were two slightly shorter and huddled corpses, and a frail woman's corpse squatted holding a small child, as if she wanted to protect her child in her arms.

But the end result was the same. All three members of the family died and turned into three charred corpses.

The elderly, children, men, women...

Mito walked among the gray ruins, surrounded by gray and black figures on both sides.

They were once living human beings, but now they were all burned into charred corpses.

"..."

Looking at those faces that were either familiar or unfamiliar, the more Mito moved forward, the harder it became to breathe, and fear and fear rose from her chest.

She felt like she was experiencing a terrible nightmare, a real, absurd nightmare from which she could not wake up.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly reached her ears.

Mito suddenly turned his head to look behind him, and the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill coming out of him.

I saw that those black shadows that had lost their flesh and blood, and I don’t know when, all turned their heads towards her.