They're all real?!
Hyuga Kagami froze for a moment, then the calm look on his face immediately turned much more serious.
As far as he knew, the Reaper Mask itself was an extremely bizarre ritual implement. Like a bridge, it was a powerful medium capable of summoning the Reaper.
Therefore, if all twenty-seven Reaper Masks hanging on this wall, each with a different appearance and expression, were genuine, didn't that mean the Uzumaki Clan had formed contracts with twenty-seven Reapers?
"That's way too absurd!"
Karin seemed to realize this as well, her face full of astonishment.
The Uzumaki clan head smiled proudly. "Little Karin, there's no need to be surprised. Our clansmen possess vitality far beyond ordinary people, as well as the ability to freely expend enormous amounts of chakra. That gives us unparalleled advantages in developing all kinds of Sealing Jutsu."
In other words, they can survive messing around, so they mess around without restraint...
The Uzumaki clan head's meaning was obvious. The Uzumaki Clan had both the talent for courting death and the means to survive it. Generation after generation of reckless experimentation had naturally left behind an accumulation that could not be underestimated.
After all, for others, one careless mistake could cost them their lives. But the Uzumaki Clan's powerful vitality allowed them to slowly recover as long as they still had a breath left. They could keep making mistakes and trying again, and that was an enormous advantage when developing all kinds of dangerous forbidden techniques.
Karin stepped forward, took a Reaper Mask from the wall, and asked curiously, "If I put this on, can I summon the Reaper too?"
The Uzumaki clan head nodded. "Yes. As long as you wear the mask and master the Reaper Death Seal, even someone without our clan's bloodline can