
“Kaguya Clan Extinction (1/2)?”
“What is possible?” Masahiko thought. “It is true that most of the Kaguya clan who use their Kekkei-Genkai suffer a lot of strain on their bones and muscles, and die.”
“In the Fatherland, a place that he said is moist. Frozen Bone Grass can not grow in such an environment.” When he thought about it, in the period of the warring nations, the Kaguya clan had become extinct.
As for the others who had already taken refuge in the Fatherland, they would form a new family there.
“However, ? It seems that I will have to go to the Fatherland in the future to witness Kaguya's rebellion and death. Surely I'll get more witness points than that. ”
the “50 points I got this time should be used wisely. Looking at the growth rate of Madara and Hashirama, the era of the two Shinobi Gods is approaching.”
Suddenly, Masahiko felt something was amiss, using his sense ability to sense he could feel a dark aura on the battlefield.
“Who's there?” Masahiko suddenly turned around and shouted in a direction.
The Senju and Uchiha elders who had just escaped death became anxious again, and regularly turned tense. But nothing appears.
“Sorry, sorry, maybe I was wrong ..” said Masahiko.
The elders of Uzumaki were even more embarrassed. They thought that Masahiko had now become more reliable. They did not expect him to do such a ridiculous joke, especially now when everyone was so tense.
“My feelings are never wrong.. Is that Black Zetsu?” He kept thinking about it even though he had apologized.
Masahiko, who already knows Naruto's plot, knows that black Zetsu is the main factor behind all the evil in this world, and he plans to unseal his mother, Kaguya.
Masahiko paid a lot of attention to the matter; he hoped that Black Zetsu was already active in the era of warring states.
When he was young, he discovered something that was never mentioned in Naruto's story, the existence of an underground black market.
According to the testimony of the clan elders, this black market had already existed before they were even born.
To date, no one knows who the founder of the black market is.
This black market specializes in gathering intelligence across the Shinobi World, so information is its main commodity. There is speculation that this black market was founded by Black Zetsu, to help him in his plans.
Recent events somehow support this speculation. Things have gotten weird recently. Like how the Hyuga clan managed to infiltrate the fourth training ground of the Uchiha, and how Kaguya found the frozen bone grass in the Uzumaki region, it seemed that this confrontation was arranged, not just a mere coincidence.
“I'm sure you're the one in the shadows, Black Zetsu..” Until recently, he started to feel a dark aura around this battlefield, it wasn't a shinobi, or a samurai, he said, but something else. Masahiko was convinced that most of the conflicts between the Clans in the past few years were related to someone, and now he was certain it was the Black Zetsu.
“It was time for me to start learning my Fuinjutsu Clan..” When he thought about Edo Tensei, Kyuubi, and even the rise of Otsotsuki Kaguya, Masahiko felt he needed to focus more on learning Fuinjutsu Uzumaki.
…
At that moment, somewhere in the darkness, a black shadow appeared.
“Good perception technique, I was almost exposed!” Black Zetsu thought for a moment then said, “How did he know? No one even knows about my whereabouts!”
“But these Uzumaki, they make things more complicated.”
Black Zetsu walked into the shadows and disappeared.
On the battlefield, Uzumaki, Uchiha, and Senju gather resources that once belonged to the Kaguya clan.
Masahiko was surprised that the number of treasures would accumulate to this height.
The first thing they agreed on was the Uzumaki cut. They received twenty percent of the total loot, the second elder Uzumaki did not mind. In addition to being compared to the Uchiha and Senju, Uzumaki is the weakest. They are satisfied with receiving twenty percent.
However, the Uchiha insisted that the loot should be divided in half. Half for the Senju and half for them. But the Senju objected, stating that the Senju had contributed more to the war effort. And they want to get sixty percent of the rest of the loot. There was a quarrel between Senju and Uchiha.
Madara said in a loud tone, “We will take half of it! Do you have a problem? Don't try to fight with us!”
Masahiko was astonished, he felt troubled by Madara's rudeness while handling the matter. Fierce debate in the council is inevitable. Just before Masahiko could scold Madara, Hashirama stopped him.
Forced to choose between friends and family, Hashirama takes the first.
He said to Mizuko, “Older. Splitting the loot in two, the Uchiha also suffered significant casualties, and our people are already tired of fighting. There's no point in us fighting the Uchiha now.
After hearing this from the would-be patriarch, Mizuko reluctantly agreed.
In the end, the remaining eighty percent of the loot was divided equally between the Uchiha and the Senju. Then the council disbanded, and everyone returned to their respective villages.
Uzumaki was also preparing to leave. They packed their share, and went home; the loot was more than enough for them.
But, Uzumaki also suffered considerable losses. Before the fight, Masahiko remembered that there were over a dozen Elite Jonin with them, but now only eight remained. This is the backbone of the clan. Fortunately, there were no casualties among the elders.
As for the usual Jonin and Chunin, only gods know how much they lost.
“In short, our clan has suffered great losses. It can be assumed that our patriarch and clan elders will not agree to help the Senju if they plan to fight the Uchiha, not until we recover.” thought Masahiko.
Masahiko and his team finally arrived at the village at night.
The patriarch and the elders greeted them at the village gate.
The patriarch did not ask anything about the battle. Instead, he arranged a welcoming party for them. And the loot was placed in the clan's warehouse.
Masahiko just ate his dinner. He paid little attention to the patriarch's speeches about glory, sacrifice, honor, and more. He had many things on his mind, not to mention his injured hand.
He gently bid farewell to the elders and patriarchs, then returned to his room to rest, he applied the medicinal herbs in his hands and then went to sleep.
It marks the end of January, and he is really tired.