Naruto: A Century as an Arrancar, Starting Off by Killing the Demi-God

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Surrounded by Konoha, One Man Stands Above All



The moment that arrogant voice echoed through the air, a wave of blistering heat surged out behind Lucas Moore.

Whooosh!

The flames expanded with such intensity and range that it looked like a sea of fire had been unleashed upon the world.

Lucas had initially planned to ignore it, but as he felt the overwhelming power and sheer scope of the Fire Style attack, his expression darkened.

"This chakra... and that coverage..."

His brows furrowed as he swiftly canceled Ban-Kin.

"Someone in the shinobi world can wield Fire Style at this level?"

With a sweeping motion of his arm, five hundred million cherry blossom blades rushed in and encased him layer after layer.

Sizzle!

Scarlet flames blazed over the blade shield, burning fiercely.

But the blades remained firm, their integrity unshaken.

After more than ten seconds, the fire finally died down.

Lucas turned his gaze behind him.

The one who cast the Fire Style had already disappeared. And Black Zetsu, that shadowy parasite, had also fled during the chaos.

"That voice... it was familiar. Arrogant, but not without majesty."

Lucas narrowed his eyes, thinking silently.

"Could it have been him? But who used Rinne Rebirth to bring him back? And with his personality... retreating without a fight? That doesn't add up."

"It doesn't fit his character at all. Or maybe... some special reason forced his hand?"

He thought hard but came up with nothing.

In the end, he let it go.

If that man really had been revived, then so be it.

This so-called shinobi world was full of weaklings. None of them were worth fighting.

But if he returned, that would finally be interesting.

"Wait, crap!"

Lucas suddenly remembered something and looked toward the ground.

Danzo's remains.

Chunks of flesh were still scattered across the battlefield.

He couldn't tell if anything was missing just by looking, so he crouched down and began piecing the body back together.

After a moment of painstaking assembly...

Not a single piece was missing. It seemed Black Zetsu hadn't made it in time.

Lucas patted his chest in relief. "Thank goodness. If he had gotten away with even one chunk, all that fighting would've been for nothing."

Just to be safe, he raised his hand and cast Cang Fire Fall.

Sizzle!

Every last bit of flesh, bone, and blood was reduced to nothing.

Then, with a thought, he recalled all five hundred million blades, returning them to their base state as a regular Zanpakuto.

Suddenly, space beside him twisted into a spiral.

Obito emerged from the vortex, looking a little worn out.

"Well? Did you take care of Danzo?"

Lucas nodded calmly. "Not even dust remains."

"Whoa, that's... brutal."

Obito blinked. "Did he do something to piss you off that badly?"

"No. I just couldn't stand the guy."

Lucas looked him over, slightly puzzled. "Weren't you supposed to be keeping your teacher occupied? Don't tell me you lost. Or were you afraid you might kill him?"

"What? Of course not! I held them off."

Obito paused, a little defensive. "I even kept Jiraiya, Tsunade, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and a whole bunch of elite jōnin busy, just so they wouldn't interrupt your fight with Danzo."

"Really? You've gotten that strong?"

Lucas raised an eyebrow. "You held off all of them? You've already mastered Amaterasu, Susanoo, Yasaka Beads, and Kamui Shuriken?"

"Ahem. Not exactly..."

Obito coughed awkwardly. "I've only just learned Amaterasu. My Susanoo can barely reach its second form. I mainly relied on Kamui to buy time."

"Still, not bad."

Lucas gave an approving nod. "Just keep training and—"

Before he could finish, a raspy voice rang out from the distance.

"Fire Style—"

"Fire Dragon Flame Bullet!"

Balls of flame came flying at them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Obito didn't move, letting the fireballs pass harmlessly through him.

Lucas, however, raised a hand.

"Hadō Number 54: Abolishing Flame!"

Swoosh!

A massive crimson fireball surged out and smashed straight through the incoming projectiles, vaporizing them on contact.

Moments later, figures began to appear ahead.

Tsunade, Jiraiya, Minato Namikaze, Hiruzen Sarutobi, along with over a hundred elite Anbu under the Third Hokage's command. Among them were Choza Akimichi, Shikaku Nara, and other prominent jōnin.

They stood atop a high platform, overlooking Lucas and Obito.

Hiruzen's mustache twitched as he saw the devastated ruins of the Root base.

His voice trembled with fury.

"Unforgivable! How dare you destroy part of the village?! This is a crime of the highest order! I will now—"

Before he could finish, Jiraiya cleared his throat and muttered,

"Old man... maybe ask them about Danzo first? You know... see if he's, well... still alive."

Snapped back to the situation, Hiruzen's expression turned grave.

"What happened to Elder Danzo? Speak clearly!"

"What happened? I killed him, obviously."

Lucas looked at him like he was a fool.

"What, was I supposed to spare him so he could help carry your coffin later?"

Hiss—

"You really killed him?!"

Jiraiya and the others gasped in shock.

Hiruzen's face turned purple with rage.

"How dare you! You intrude into Konoha, kill one of its leaders in broad daylight, and think you'll just walk away? No one will save you today. Everyone, attack!"

With a wave of his hand, over a hundred Anbu launched themselves at the two intruders.

Ninjutsu rained from every direction.

Lucas didn't move, but Obito charged straight into the fray.

Every attack passed right through him, harmlessly.

Reaching the center of the formation, he slammed his hand to the ground.

Crack!

Murder gleamed in his eye.

"Wood Style—"

"Forest of the Underworld!"

Rumble!

The ground split open as massive wooden vines burst forth.

They whipped about like living things, tearing through the Anbu with merciless force.

In just a few seconds, they were all dead.

"What?! Wood Style?!"

"He used Lord First's secret technique?!"

"And that mask he's using the Sharingan!"

"Who is he? What's his connection to the Uchiha?"

Those who hadn't fought Obito before were completely stunned.

To take out over a hundred elite Anbu in an instant?

That level of Wood Style wasn't something just anyone could achieve.

This masked man had both Senju and Uchiha powers. He was not to be underestimated.

"Hiruzen Sarutobi..."

Lucas's voice was icy and cutting.

"Your shamelessness rivals your old friend Danzo's. You knew I was strong enough to kill him, yet you still sent your men to die. I'm honestly impressed."

"You liar! That's not what I—"

Hiruzen's face turned red, about to argue.

"Save it, you hypocrite."

Lucas had no interest in debating.

He took a step forward.

His spiritual pressure erupted like a tidal wave.

Boom!

It crashed down like a physical force.

Not only did it weigh heavy on their hearts, it crushed their bodies too.

Aside from the top jōnin, every other ninja dropped to the ground, pinned as if by an invisible gravity field. They couldn't move an inch.

"Since you're all gathered here, why not come at me together?"

Lucas's reiatsu surged to the heavens, his overwhelming presence engulfing the battlefield.

"Let's see if Konoha truly deserves to call itself the number one ninja village!"

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