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Among the large barrel wood family, there has always been a unique method of restoration.

When the body is extremely weak, you can quickly recover yourself by devouring the chakra.

However, those who devour their own people will recover faster.

In addition, you can also gain the power of the Devoured.

In the body of the ancestor, at the same time as feeling the chakra of the rough rain.

The root understands everything.

The big barrel wood is to let the whole family be the elixir to restore his strength!

At the cost of everyone's lives, in exchange for his strength alone.

This kind of thing is impossible for him to achieve.

If the real big barrel wood clan is concerned, they may gladly accept this fate.

However, they are only descendants of the same type.

I don't have much identity with the big barrel wood.

If it's a dead elder or a weeping root who wants to do that.

There may also be people who volunteer to give their lives.

Although Otsuki is their creator, he is also a stranger he has not met for thousands of years.

For them, Ancestor is just a title.

If it weren't for the ostracism of the ninja world, none of them would have wanted to return to their ancestral land.

That's the awkward situation of this group of people.

Neither is he a native of the ninja world, nor is he accepted by the real Otsuki.

From the moment he was born, he was already doomed to a tragic end.

Death!

However, even if you die, you have to fight for your fate.

"White eyes!"

The blood vessels around the eyes of the large barrel of wood drooping roots burst out instantly, and the powerful pupil power burst out without reservation.

The clansmen who were resting in the surrounding dense forest instantly felt his pupil power.

"This pupil power is... Root Lord?"

"Lord-sama is gathering everyone, let's hurry over. "

"I don't know what happened, but I gathered my people in this way. "

People of the same clan are very sensitive to the white-eyed chakra.

Even being stared at by more powerful white eyes is more clear than ordinary people can feel.

This is also an alternative way of summoning!

In an instant, all the clansmen felt the pupil power of the hanging roots.

After the death of the elder, the root of the family is already the patriarch of the family.

Although there has not yet been a succession ceremony, everyone obeys his orders unconditionally.

Whether it is planning the layout of the entire ninja world, or for the family to sleep for a thousand years.

These have made the position of the big barrel tree unshakable.

He is the well-deserved leader of the entire family!

In just a moment, all the clansmen walked out of their respective places and came to the front of the weeping roots.

"Lord Hangen, all the clansmen are here"

Da Tsuki looked at the clansmen standing in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

They are the ones who are destined to perish.

Even if you can escape this time, you will have to face the pursuit of the entire ninja world.

One day, everyone will die.

All traces left in this world will be erased.

The moment of birth, and the doomed ending.

The corners of the big barrel of wood drooped from the corners of his mouth, and a desolate smile was pulled.

In that case, let's fight for your life until the last moment!

Whether it's a formula, it's a ninja in the entire ninja world.

If you want our lives, leave me the corresponding price!

The gaze of the hanging roots swept over the faces of all the clansmen.

All the clansmen have exhausted their physical strength because of this battle.

There are no longer a few people with injuries on their bodies.

Everyone's face was full of resentment.

Hate the ninjas who oppose them.

Hate this damn ninja world.

Hate why the ancestor can't protect their safety.

Hate, hate, hate!

Hate everything.

The big barrel wood is also the same as his people, hating all his life.

The flames of anger almost drowned out all of his sanity.

So, he told his people everything he had.

This, the tragic truth!

Let everyone believe it.

"Impossible, isn't the ancestor our protector, and he wants to devour his people to restore his strength?"

"Don't be stupid, we're just created by him at random, and we're just scraps like the guys in the ninja world compared to the real big barrels. "

"Perhaps, the purpose of our creation is to be his elixir when his strength is insufficient!"

"Hmph, is it destined to be death?"

..............................

Sadness and despair instantly filled everyone's hearts.

At this moment, the big barrel of wood drooping roots suddenly erupted in the chakra in the body.

That kind of turbulent fluctuation instantly sobered up all the clansmen.

"That's right, our clan is destined to perish, even if we can survive this time, we will be hunted down by ninjas in the near future. "

The tone of the big barrel wood hanging root was unusually cold, after hearing his words.

It was as if all the clansmen had seen a cruel scene.

The fire of war and blood drowned all the clansmen in it.

No one is immune.

This is their future.

Seeing the desperate expressions on everyone's faces, a smile pulled out of the corner of his mouth.

Put life and death aside, smile indifferently.

"Clansmen, are you willing to die with me?"

The tone of the big barrel of wood hanging roots was full of lightness, as if he was talking about a very ordinary little thing.

However, anyone can feel the determination in it.

Although they are not pure big barrel wood clans.

But, they also have their own pride.

Even if you die, you must carry on this pride.

A smile appeared on everyone's faces again.

The family that stirred up the entire ninja world into a muddy water is back again.

"It's an honor for me to follow him, and it would be great to be able to accompany him to his death. "

"Don't say such frustrating words, if all of us come together, we may be able to win!"

"Yes, he has been sleeping for a thousand years, and he has just experienced another big war, maybe he almost won!"

Listening to the discussion of all the tribesmen, the heart of the weeping root felt more and more sad.

He'd seen it with his own eyes, and even if he had only a small fraction of his strength left, he could easily slaughter them all.

This is the power of a real barrel of wood.

Resistance is just a matter of making the death of the family a little more dignified.

The ending, no doubt.

"Everyone, bring out your strongest strength, and draw the last brilliant stroke for our family in this world!"

"Roar—"_

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