Naruto: Fooling the Ninja World, I'm Hailed as a Savior

"This power... how is this possible?"

The more Samui imagined the horror of that scene, the paler her face became. It was no wonder Atsui and the other two had misidentified the location; the sheer scale was too vast, everything within sight was a barren, flat expanse.

But if one were to look from a bird's-eye view, they would find this entire area like the inner stomach of a meat grinder, the ground stained with shocking dark red, as if "livestock" had just been minced into rotten mud and flesh.

Everything within a radius of several kilometers had been swept away. An area of several kilometers radius had become an empty wasteland. Even the surface of the earth had been plowed into depressions several meters deep.

How could this power be something a human could possess? How could a human possibly achieve such a thing? Samui couldn't fathom how it was done. More cruel and bloody scenes she had witnessed before, countless times.

But she had never seen a scene like this, where the lingering horror and bloodiness clung to the air, refusing to dissipate.

It was as if she could smell the metallic tang of blood gushing from torn bodies and hear the wails and terror of those Hidden Cloud ninjas in their final moments.

This terrifying, landscape-altering power simply did not seem like something a human could possess.

Even the Third Tsuchikage Onoki's Dust Release didn't have such a terrifying attack range. How could someone with such terrifying power have been unknown before?

Samui looked at the deep, dark void in the distance, and a bold conjecture gradually formed in her mind. Unless, that person, suddenly appeared.

"Sis, what do we do?"

Atsui beside her asked, his voice filled with helplessness. The other two chūnin were also at a loss.

The three of them had already found many Hidden Cloud forehead protectors, and even one or two Konoha forehead protectors. But there were no bodies, absolutely no bodies, neither of the Hidden Cloud ninjas nor the Konoha ninjas.

Only that thick, choking stench lingered in the air, unable to be blown away, and the soil beneath their feet was a blood-red mess. Facing this situation, even if the three of them were foolish, they knew where those bodies had gone.

"..."

Gazing at the bottomless void in the distance, Samui silently withdrew her gaze for a moment, then exhaled calmly, saying, "Don't do anything unnecessary. Go back and report to Lord Raikage." Although her intuition told her that the truth of everything lay there, she calmed down and made the most rational decision.

A "monster" with such terrifying power, if it were still there, was absolutely not something the four of them could provoke.

The four figures disappeared into the night, and after they left, no living creature approached the area.

It was like a traveler walking through the jungle, seeing the carcass of prey torn apart by a beast, seeing the completely devoured remains before them.

Even if the predator had long since eaten its fill and departed, the traveler would still be deterred by the lingering savagery in the air, enough to make even greedy wild dogs and jackals steer clear.

Until, everything around fell silent, and from the blood-red soil, a pitcher plant-like thing half-emerged. The giant pitcher plant slowly opened, revealing a half-black, half-white yin-yang face. White Zetsu, and Black Zetsu possessing White Zetsu's body.

"What a terrifying human," White Zetsu mused. "Luckily, I pulled you away in time and didn't rush out, or we would have become fertilizer too."

Black Zetsu did not speak. Looking at everything before him, he couldn't help but fall silent.

The appearance of that individual was, to say the least, unexpected. Even hiding far away underground with his Mayfly technique, he could still feel the terrifying aura of that single blow.

Although that blow should still be inferior to "Almighty Push: Shinra Tensei," Black Zetsu could feel that the person was likely in a weakened state. If that person could recover to their peak, they might truly be comparable to Madara in his lifetime. And, those eyes...

Recalling the blue eyes he had seen from afar, Black Zetsu's mood grew more anxious, even fearful. For something like him, with no great power, only capable of playing tricks, the most terrifying thing was the unexpected.

In his thousands of years of memory, the Rinnegan should be the pinnacle that these inferior humans could achieve. Even that bastard Otsutsuki Hagoromo was no more than that in his lifetime. The stronger Rinne Sharingan was only possessed by his mother, Otsutsuki Kaguya.

But now, why, how, had eyes appeared that were not inferior to the Rinnegan and were completely unheard of?

There seemed to be only one possibility.

"An outsider..."

Thinking of this last possibility, ripples appeared on Black Zetsu's body, his body trembling in fear. The shinobi world, had it actually produced a "kinsman," an "outsider," from his mother's memories? Yes, eyes that even his mother had never possessed, could only belong to an "outsider"!

"No! This is the opportunity I've waited a thousand years for! No one will stop me from helping Mother regain her freedom!" Black Zetsu's hollow eyes narrowed slightly. "I must make Obito and Nagato start collecting the Tailed Beasts immediately!" If these Rinnegan weren't the ones he had waited a thousand years for, with Black Zetsu's cautious nature, he would probably have already hidden himself, at least until the outsider's identity was confirmed.

Unfortunately, no, this was the best, and the last chance.

At this thought, Black Zetsu took one last look at the distant void, then controlled White Zetsu to merge into the earth and travel towards the Land of Rain, making the same rational choice as Samui.

Even knowing there was a secret hidden there, he would never put himself in danger. Letting others scout and then reaping the benefits at the last moment—that was his true nature.

Meanwhile, inside Konoha Hospital, the atmosphere was very heavy.

"A blue-eyed monster, a cloak of bluish-green chakra, Ninshū, a hurricane usable without hand seals, a deep abyss sealing the monster..." Hiruzen Sarutobi narrowed his eyes as he listened to Hyuga Kawa's narration.

If these things hadn't come from a good child like Kawa, and if Akimichi Doto hadn't corroborated it, he would probably have dismissed it as an utterly absurd fairy tale.

As if suddenly remembering something, Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the young man before him and asked, "You said you saw a 'structure' inside that deep abyss?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" Hyuga Kawa's pale complexion had regained some color. "But I couldn't see inside that structure; something obscured my Byakugan."

Hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi thoughtfully stroked his beard, his eyes flickering. A monster quite possibly from the ancient legendary era, still alive today. Would its sealing place leave behind any secret information, secret techniques, or the like? If it were true, if he could obtain it...

[Ding!]

[Your lie has been deemed [Making a Falsehood True], [Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell], [A Leaf Obscures the Eye], [Leading the Enemy into a Trap]. Samui, Black Zetsu, White Zetsu, Akimichi Doto, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and others experienced intense emotional fluctuations, reaching a level of [Half-Belief, Half-Doubt]. You gained 6000 Truth-Making Points.]

[Remaining Truth-Making Points: 16694]

Hearing the notification in his mind, Hyuga Kawa's heart stirred slightly, and a smile crept into his thoughts.

The fish have taken the bait.

Black Zetsu was there too, that's an unexpected bonus.