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Chapter six hundred and seventieth first exposure

The lingering fears are not enough to describe what Daimaru thought at this time that the feeling of death being in front of him was really bad. He had never experienced such a sinister situation after being swallowed by the sea of ​​quicksand more than two years ago and almost died and died.

"After hesitation, I will probably be dead. It's just one step away..."

After pouring myself a large cup of cold water and drinking a few big mouthfuls of shock, Damaru finally recovered.

"I have been in the wind and rain for so many years, and I almost capsized in a small ditch..."

Participating in the "Koba Collapse Plan" seems very dangerous. It is well planned and not greedy for small gains. The danger is still controllable. The time when Kakuto and Hidao was chased by him was considered safe. After all, Gaara, a man-tailed squadriplegic, was around him. As long as he spread his full body of the tailed beast, he also had the power of a battle, and then waited for an opportunity to escape. In the battle with Onoki, Daimaru's accurate power and the other party's judgment made a huge mistake. With intentional calculations and unintentionality, there is still a great chance of victory.

The closest moment to death was the time when the Kamiktoki Mountain Castle in the Kingdom of Fire was besieged by the Iwa Ninja with Iwa Ninjas. If Konoha Ninjas were delayed in rescue, or deliberately sat there and watched the Sand Ninja besieged, there would probably be no subsequent story.

Damaru has always tried his best to avoid being in danger if he is not strong enough to fall into danger, or is unable to control his destiny and handing over the future to others. Today's experience can be regarded as a blow to Damaru who has been smooth sailing.

"Didn't you say before, 'A good person drowns, and a good person is good at riding.' It is not uncommon to learn the lessons of disasters caused by their love for specialties. Why did you careless this time?"

After observing it, Temari was relieved and then searched and asked.

"What trouble did you get just now?"

Daimaru shook his head and replied:

"I lost my vigilance because of greed and was backfired by the forbidden technique..."

The power of the god of death is not very powerful, it is just too weird. It is not like a complete creature, but a product of a plug-in embedded in the bottom rules of the ninja world. It is similar to the "cradle garden" and "artificial elves" established by Daimaru and Miss Saya. It is just more clever. After all, it is a forbidden technique created by the Uzumaki family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. Daimaru is not sure that he can catch up or even surpass it in a short period of time.

As he spoke, Damaru took out the death mask and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

"It's it, this ghost thing looks inconspicuous, but it can awaken the top sealing technique in the ninja world. The price it needs to be paid is also amazing..."

Without the support of power, the mask of Death, which originally exudes terrifying power, is not much different from the traditional "energy face".

“It’s very dangerous?”

Temari came over and looked at it carefully.

"It doesn't look special!"

"As long as you don't bring it and hook it up with chakra, there's no danger..."

The trembling feeling of being controlled by the God of Death and being devoured at any time, even indirect contact is heartfelt.

"Then why didn't you lose it?"

"It's useful! The effect of this thing is actually similar to the two portraits given to me by Yama Yama, and it can provide special perceptions for ninjas who meet the conditions..."

The death mask can help awaken the death, and the two self-portraits are regarded as windows that penetrate the "cradle garden".

"That's how it works!"

Temari, who really couldn't see any mystery, retracted her gaze, and looked at Daimaru's pale face, which had gradually recovered, had a little bloody look.

"With your strength, you still need to use this dangerous forbidden technique? Immortal mode, isn't the blood limit enough for you to struggle? You have to go through danger and pursue this dangerous power?"

"How to describe it?"

Daimaru paused and continued,

"How to describe the power of the 'shadow' level is a very troublesome thing. In another year or two, you will almost experience it! Basically, ninjas who are regarded as 'shadow' combat power have almost reached the limit of human beings in one or several aspects. Their strength is slightly higher and lower, but there is no essential difference. In addition to the 'horizontal' expansion, becoming more comprehensive and good at fighting, if you want to keep up with the level, you must use the power of 'non-human' to surpass the limit of mortals. There is no doubt that these are basically forbidden techniques, with very few exceptions, either disobeying human ethics or are very dangerous and require a huge price to succeed..."

Temari, who listened quietly, couldn't help but interrupt and asked:

"Is there no safe way to break through?"

Daimaru smiled slightly:

"Yes, there are! For example, if there is a god-like ancestor, you can dig out the power of your bloodline and return to your ancestors to trace the origin; or you can break the shackles of mortals by relying on your own efforts; or you can have a huge fortune to inherit the inheritance and power of a super strong man..."

When Temaru said the more he said it, Temari waved his hand:

"Don't talk about these vulgar novels circulating in the ninja world. What I want to ask is that with your strength, can't you do it with the support of the entire village?"

“It’s so easy…”

Daimaru explained with a wry smile,

"Evidences of the level of Shinju Hashirama and Madara Uchiha can not be achieved by accumulating resources, let alone..."

He lowered his voice slightly, and Damaru said quietly:

"The enemies you encounter in the future may be even more difficult..."

"So exaggerated..."

Temari was shocked. I just saw Daimaru anxious about future events before, but I never thought it would be such a trouble.

"Then...will the entire ninja world be involved?"

"There is no need to worry too much. If there is a crisis that affects the entire ninja world, there will naturally be a 'savior' who is ordered to stand up..."

Daimaru comforted,

"Didn't I say that? Our Saruto is just a 'just partner'. When the sky falls, Konoha Village is coming to support us!"

As the two were talking, a glow appeared in the sky outside the window, bringing some light to the extremely dark early morning.

It was almost dawn, and there were sounds of people walking on the streets outside.

At the same time, Chaoyan, who consumed too much and had a little energy, also regained a little vitality.

"My father, it feels like a dangerous feeling, the shadow with the breath of death..."

"Thank you for your hard work, there are also Shan Chuan, Cypress and Xiyan..."

In addition, there are those "allies" who were alarmed. Whether they were supporting or just showing concern, Daimaru had to say hello one by one to calm the floating people's hearts. The "Akatsu Sand Dust" was safe and sound, and he put away all his little thoughts that were ready to move.
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