Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

At this moment, the battlefield where the Fourth Army was located could no longer see the yellow color of the flying sand. Looking around, the green sea of ​​trees covered everything within sight.

In a very short period of time, this place has been transformed into the most suitable environment for Mu Dunshi to fight.

Above the sky, the huge wooden dragon shaded the red sun that was gradually sinking westward, and the green wooden leaf scales fell freely from the high sky.

I stepped on the soaring wooden dragon, and a steady stream of natural energy poured down. The unhealed wounds cracked and healed repeatedly, and the bright red blood splashed, spilled, and seeped into the sea of ​​trees under my feet.

At the spiritual link, Nara Shikahisa's voice is transmitted through the Yamanaka Clan's secret technique:

'What are your chances of winning this time? '

Does that need to be said?of course--

"zero."

In my perception, Mr. Madara is the strongest at any time.

'Should I be grateful for your honesty in this regard? After this answer was given, Mr. Lu Jiu's tone was obviously tough and opposed: "That being the case, I cannot agree with your actions, which are completely meaningless." '

"No," I interrupted his denial, "yes."

'...Don't be impulsive, Hua," the persuasive voice tried to convince me: "The most important thing you should do now is to stop, follow the coalition forces and retreat, and wait for the arrival of the other three shadows. '

"It's not the same," I stubbornly refused to retreat, realizing that this would be a stalemate, so I suddenly changed my words, "Mr. Lu Jiu, please order the fourth unit to retreat."

Mr. Lu Jiu is so perceptive, he immediately asked: "Wait, what are you going to do?"

Can't wait.

The nearly exhausted source of life in the body is constantly sending sharp warnings, and the already tyrannical natural forces are increasingly out of control.

Fortunately, this body as a power conductor is riddled with holes, most of the energy overflows from the wound, and the rest is barely within the controllable range, but it won't last long, but even so——

"I have something to do."

Remaining thoughtful and clear in the ever-increasing pain, I controlled my steady voice and left the last sentence to the general headquarters of the coalition forces:

"……Feel sorry."

My mind can't be turned for a second, and my mind returns to its original position. What greets me is still the pain that will crush me.

In front of me, in the center of the most savage tree growth, is the faint blue Chakra giant and the perfect Susanoo.

This tengu samurai who has been standing in place since the appearance of "Birth of the Tree World" has given me the demeanor an opponent deserves, and is patiently waiting for my challenge at this moment.

So--

"Come on! Let's fight!"

Abandoning all worries and retreats, giving everything you have without reservation, to smash the surrounding walls, to present——

"Immortal Law Wood Dune·True Thousand Hands."

The wind of the wild hunt sent my voice high into the sky, did the person standing on the forehead of the tengu giant hear my cry?

I wish so much that you could hear me.

Because this time, too, I will have no reservations.

So here comes the final chapter of this dance——

"Top! Up! Transformation! Buddha!"

After more than 60 years, the thousand-handed Buddha, who can compete with this complete Susanoo, once again came down with a bang.

Green vegetation, dense forests, wooden leaves flying in the sky, a wooden dragon hovering in the uppermost sky, and a Buddha statue as tall as a mountain in the dark sky.

Deja vu scene, and never imagined people.

Compared with that mountain, the girl who rushed out resolutely from between the eyebrows of the Buddha statue was so small. Thousands of fists were accompanied by her side and behind, tearing the night and swiping heavily.

But until now, the girl named "Thousand Hands" still doesn't have the slightest murderous intent.

She didn't come to kill 'Uchiha Madara', but to...

"Madala—!"

The bright red three-gauge jade is surrounded by the colorful leaves, and goes to another pair of eternal kaleidoscopes.

"boom--!!!"

The girl who rushed to the front went forward without hesitation, and was the first to meet Susano who raised her sword to meet him.

The mountains shook, the two giants collided, the armor of the Tengu warrior broke, and the faint blue fell and scattered.

But that doesn't make sense.

For Uchiha Madara, the reincarnated body of the filthy soil will not be tired and fearless of death, but the "Senju" who has reached this point has fatal injuries all over the place, chakra is exhausted, and the only celestial art she can rely on also follows her consciousness. The slack is slowly collapsing.

However, just when Uchiha Madara thought it was time to stop here, a heavy blow came again.

"Boom!"

The sound of Chichi was close, it was the "Thousand Hands" of flesh and blood hitting Susano again.

Bloody fists, and a crumbling person, the two pairs of eyes are separated by an unbreakable blue barrier, silently looking at each other.

Uchiha Madara thinks that this girl has gone through a lot of hardships to get to this point, and maybe she has a lot to say, whether it is accusation, persuasion, or something else.

Even if he is exhausted and unable to speak, those eyes that don't know how to hide and expose all emotions, shouldn't be like this.

Nothing but sincerity.

Sincerity, persistence, and... strange, passionate, unrequited 'love'.

This 'Senju' who has never met before, just wants to ask 'Uchiha Madara' to pull it out.

She risked everything on this pointless, utterly hopeless, naive idea.

Uchiha Madara didn't know what his expression was now, he looked at this 'Senju' who was very similar to Senjujuma, but not at all.

At this time, most of the broken Susanoo has been rebuilt, and it is intact, as always.

And the real thousands of hands collapsed, and the scattered green filled the entire sky.

Once, Senju Hashima and Uchiha Madara stood on the rocks, looked down at the forest, and when they set their ideals, it was also this piece of flying leaves and lush green.

"It's...not over..." The girl clenched her fist, gathered all the remaining strength of the dissipated Mutun, and swung it heavily in his direction, "I haven't given up yet!"

Pointless.

Thinking this way, the kaleidoscope transformed into the eye of reincarnation, and the repulsive force of Shenluo Tianzheng spread out.

Uchiha Madara watched indifferently as the 'Thousand Hands' was pushed away and fell backwards.

The high altitude that no one knows, and no one will reach again, dissipates among the flying leaves, is a sentence that no one will hear:

"……Too late."

"Crack, click."

There was a crack in Susano's forehead, which was so strong that even the fists of thousands of hands could not break it.

……

I know I'm falling.

It's amazing, I don't feel any pain anymore.

What season is it now and why is it so cold?

Tonight is the full moon.

The moon is so beautiful.

The stars are also beautiful.

The power...is no longer in control, the bottom has probably turned back to yellow sand, right?

I don't know if the coalition forces retreated obediently...

Worse, will it die if it falls like this?

I thought dully.

Anyone--

The wind suddenly slowed down.

I fell into a fiery embrace.

The familiar chakra, the familiar voice, this time, sounded above my head.

"flower."

Immediately afterwards, I received a chakra, and the technique was obviously jerky. The person who used this was obviously not very good at medical ninjutsu.

I hesitated, with strong uncertainty: "Mr. Madara?"

"Hmm." The answer was concise and concise, but I was stunned to hear the calm before the storm.

Mr. Madara seems to be going to explode.

I tilted my head instinctively and rubbed against the somewhat hard breastplate.

A hand stretched out and straightened my disobedient head.

During the silence, I felt the existence of five people rushing towards this side at high speed.

Those five breaths arrived quickly, and four of them stopped cautiously some distance away.

The other didn't slow down at all, and came straight to this side; "Hua——"

Ah, it's Miss Gang's voice.

After a while, I, whose hearing was gradually declining, was handed over to another embrace.

A trembling but warm hand was pressed against it.

There was liquid dripping on my face, but it was quickly and carefully wiped off.

Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of life energy was sent over.

As my brain gradually recovered some functions, I waited until my vision returned to normal, and I happened to see Mr. Madara who seemed to be about to stand up. Unfortunately, the light was behind him, so I couldn't see his expression clearly.

Immediately afterwards, in just a few breaths, Mr. Madara, who was standing against the backlight, rose layer by layer. The violent anger was like magma churning, a black and red kaleidoscope emerged, and dark blue Chakra soared into the sky.

He slowly made a gesture of drawing a knife.

There was an explosion in the distance, and the sound of landslides and mountains rumbling.

Then it was obvious that he was going to do something, before he turned around to leave, I stretched out my hand and forcefully——

caught him.

I didn't have much strength left, this time I just reached out subconsciously unwillingly, but the obviously furious person stopped.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Madara," no matter what, first apologize obediently.

When it came to the next topic, the sadness that had been ignored before came to my heart, I lowered my head subconsciously to hide the tears that surfaced, "...I broke my promise."

"Obviously I have tried my best, but I am still so far away from you."

I tried hard to smile, but without success, "I'm sorry."

"Promises made easily and not kept."

The uncontrollable depression and sadness almost overwhelmed me, "I'm sorry."

"In the end, I still couldn't pull you out."

"Flowers." No matter how I grabbed one cuff with my hand, even turned around cooperatively, and listened to me quietly, he said, "You look up."

"Yes?" I blinked slowly, trying to focus on the front.

"Listen up." The man in full armor took a few steps towards me.

"The one you've been fighting against is 'Uchiha Madara'."

He tilted his head and gestured sideways to the direction where the knife had been cut, but his gaze did not turn away.

Then, meeting my slightly dazed gaze, he told me in a statement that couldn't be more stable: "It's not me."

"Besides, haven't you noticed yet?" He moved his shoulders slightly, raised his arm that was by his side, and then——

He easily grabbed my wrist and grabbed his cuff.

The outer fabric of the glove is very rough, and it sticks to the skin of the wrist, producing a distinct itching sensation. The high body temperature of an adult male is continuously transmitted through this layer of fabric.

I turned my hands subconsciously.

— did not break free.

I realized that I was locked, and out of the corner of my eye, my hands with little strength left trembled uncontrollably and curled up.

"Obviously—"

Probably due to the filtering of the moonlight, my skin is so white that it shines, forming a strong visual impact with the other black wrapped in cloth.

The person who made this movement maintained a steady posture and leaned forward slightly. The black and red kaleidoscope sharing sharing eyes faded from his eyes, revealing pure black.

Between looking at each other, a trembling feeling that I have never felt before arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

I felt my breathing speeding up uncontrollably, my pupils dilated slightly, and it seemed as if frosty moonlight was pouring into my dim vision, and his last words came:

"You've got me."

The night is vast and empty, just as the full moon is in the sky, the fine sand is blown up and down by the strong wind, just like the first snowfall, the finely cut surfaces reflect the shimmer, so the ground is as light as frost.

The lower part is covered with bright shadows, and the upper part is bright with flowing silver.

Between the moonlight and the snow, I actually feel that the dark night in between is the most beautiful.

why……

Once again, I blinked slowly, thinking suspiciously.

Ah, I see—

Probably, in those eyes as dark and deep as night, fell into the sky full of stars.

I am also among the billions of stars.