Chapter 251: Otsutsuki Urashiki, Dead
Seizing the opportunity, Naruto's fingers moved slightly, using his ring and pinky fingers to support the eyeball while his other three fingers gouged out Urashiki's right eye.
Naruto's movement in extracting the right eye was precise, steady, and calm to the extreme, even exuding a sense of leisure.
Like an experienced old farmer plucking a ripe bean from a trellis in his backyard, a flick and a pull of the fingertips sent the bean into his palm, the movement smooth and natural.
Having lost both eyes, Urashiki also lost the abilities they provided.
Urashiki felt that the last sight in his right eye's vision was Naruto's cold, ruthless face close at hand, and the tip of a blade burning with black flames protruding from his own chest. Then, endless darkness descended completely.
"No!"
A distorted roar, filled with endless unwillingness, humiliation, and collapse, squeezed out from the depths of the throat of the eyeless, chest-pierced Urashiki—weak yet shrill, like the final wail of a dying beast.
His remaining consciousness struggled in vain within the abyss of endless pain and darkness.
What kind of cursed shit is this?!
He couldn't understand it, couldn't understand it at all!
This blonde kid at this point in time was nothing like the decadent-looking middle-aged man he had encountered in the future!
The guy before him was terrifyingly calm, as cunning as a fox, as ruthless as a wolf, with an endless stream of tricks, and he was even so professional at gouging out eyeballs that he looked like a habitual offender!
Does this guy even have a shred of humanity left?!
Urashiki was about to go insane.
When did the "monkeys" of the Ninja World evolve into such a breed?
How can he be more powerful the younger he is!
He thought of the Adult Naruto in the future, whose fighting style leaned more toward frontal suppression when fighting Momoshiki, and then looked at this teenage version who played sneak attacks, control, looting, and finishing blows to perfection... Urashiki even had an absurd illusion: was the timeline running backward? Did he regress as he got older?
Severe pain, blood loss, the burning of Amaterasu, the disorder of Chakra, and the despair of completely shattered hope were rapidly devouring his last bits of vitality and consciousness.
Naruto, however, did not relax in the slightest.
After confirming that Urashiki was firmly pinned down by Hikari and had lost his mobility, he immediately cast the Flying Thunder God, appearing at Hikari's side in a flash of golden light.
"Go."
A single, brief word.
Hikari understood, and the two figures flashed again, using the Flying Thunder God to instantly retreat to a Flying Thunder God Mark Naruto had left dozens of meters away from Urashiki.
In fact, Naruto's Flying Thunder God Marks were everywhere in Hidden Leaf Village.
He had even quietly placed marks on the backs of some Ninja vests.
His mark was the Uzumaki Clan emblem!
As soon as they landed, the first thing Naruto did was not to look at the dying Urashiki, but to immediately lower his head and quickly check his own hands.
"Karma."
This term emerged clearly in his mind.
When an Otsutsuki is dying or under specific circumstances, they can digitize themselves and forcibly implant themselves into another's body.
Karma is a compressed file of that Otsutsuki, the kind that slowly decompresses and then possesses the host.
Frankly, Naruto felt this ability wasn't even as useful as Orochimaru's Living Corpse Reincarnation plus the Cursed Seal of Heaven.
Urashiki was pathetic in actual combat, but his race's life-saving and backstabbing tricks were many.
Although Naruto felt it was easy to kill this guy, he still needed to be careful.
He had just touched his eyeballs and body with his bare hands, so the risk of being implanted with Karma was extremely high.
This guy's actual combat ability is atrocious.
While checking, Naruto calmly reviewed the battle in his mind.
In the original work, he died at the hands of an Adult Sasuke whose Chakra and Ocular Power were almost exhausted, plus Jiraiya, and the original young Naruto and Boruto working together.
Thinking of this, Naruto even found it a bit ironic.
If not for that bug-like short-term time-rewind ability that allowed Urashiki to "reload" multiple times, with his meager combat experience and over-reliance on mechanics, even a full-status Adult Sasuke could have easily farmed him like a common mob.
To ensure nothing went wrong and to eliminate any possible risk of a deathbed counterattack or "Karma" transfer, Naruto's Main Body did not personally step forward for the final blow.
He formed hand signs.
Wood Release: Wood Clone Jutsu!
A Wood Clone, identical to Naruto's Main Body, separated from him.
The Wood Clone nodded to Naruto, then turned and flew expressionlessly toward the dying Urashiki in the distance, who was being burned by Amaterasu.
A Wood Clone is the best "minesweeper."
Even if Urashiki really had a final trump card, like forcibly planting "Karma" or launching some other mutual-destruction curse, the target would only be this Wood Clone.
After the Clone was hit, it would only turn into a piece of withered wood, and Naruto's Main Body could completely choose not to receive the memories that might carry pollution or curses, fundamentally cutting off the risk. Safe and efficient.
The Wood Clone quickly flew in front of Urashiki.
Amaterasu's black flames were still quietly burning on Urashiki's broken body and the Yaso Magatsukiri piercing him.
Urashiki's life aura was weak to the extreme, almost imperceptible.
However, at the moment the Wood Clone approached to deliver the final blow.
Urashiki's drooping head, charred beyond recognition by the black flames, suddenly snapped up!
Although his eyes were nothing but empty blood-red sockets, he seemed to "sense" Naruto's approach.
He bared his teeth, his charred lips pulling into an extremely eerie, crazed, and even somewhat relieved smile.
Blood and charred bits of flesh oozed from the corners of his mouth.
"Heh... hehe... I... haven't lost yet..."
His voice was hoarse and broken, like a leaking bellows, yet it carried a bone-chilling obsession.
The Wood Clone did not hesitate, condensing a wooden sword of Wind Release Chakra identical to the Main Body's and swinging it cleanly.
Slash!
Urashiki's head fell, separating from his body.
The cut was charred, with almost no blood gushing out.
But strangely, the severed head, far from showing anger or pain, saw its twisted smile widen even further the moment it left the body!
The empty eye sockets "looked" in the direction of the Wood Clone.
The mouth of the head opened and closed, uttering its final and clearest last words, filled with frantic possessiveness and twisted triumph:
"This body of yours... is mine!"
As the words fell, an extremely subtle yet strong wave of strange energy, carrying a sense of "marking" and "parasitism," attempted to surge from the remains of Urashiki's head and pounce on Naruto's Wood Clone close by!
Right at that moment.
"Ara ara, it seems I've arrived just in time."
A raspy voice with a unique magnetic quality rang out, tinged with amusement.
A figure appeared nearby like a ghost; it was Orochimaru, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
Her face originally wore her habitual greedy and delighted smile toward fresh "Materials," her golden snake-slitted pupils excitedly scanning Urashiki's fading body.
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