Yotsuki Sora Who Wants to Eat Everything

"Advisory Council... Moloi..."

A's teeth nearly shattered from how hard he clenched them, violent lightning flashing in his eyes.

He could almost be certain that that old fox had been fanning the flames behind this.

Blocking crucial intelligence from the front lines and tightly concealing the news that the Third Raikage was in danger, refusing to let him, the front-line commander, know—there was no way this could have been done to such an extent even with his father's orders.

What was Moloi trying to do?

Thinking of his brother, who had suddenly returned, a powerful sense of crisis and the fury of betrayal surged into A's heart.

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Coupled with his worry for the Third Raikage—for his father—A's mind was now in complete turmoil.

"B!"

A abruptly turned his head, his voice low and restrained, carrying an unquestionable command. "Make preparations immediately! I'm returning to the village!"

"Big brother, calm down." Killer B was unusually serious as he tried to dissuade him. "If you go back now, the Land of Hot Water defense line..."

"The defense line has you and Darui."

A cut him off roughly, determination blazing in his eyes.

"I have to go back. I need to see Father's condition with my own eyes, and I need to ask those advisers who gave them the nerve to treat the front-line commander like a blind and deaf man!"

Seeing the undeniable rage in A's eyes, Killer B knew there was no stopping him.

"Understood, stupid big bro, bastard big bro! Leave this place to me, but don't tear down the adviser building when you get back, you fool!"

A ignored Killer B's rhyme and strode out of the tent. The suppressed Lightning Release chakra around him made the air crackle and hiss.

Right now, he only wanted to fly back to the Cloud Hidden Village at once and get to the bottom of everything!

"No, no more."

"I can't take it anymore, don't eat any more!"

"Ahhhhhh..."

Accompanied by the Five-Tails' unbearable cries of struggle and resistance, Sora reluctantly put the lid back on the Amber Purifying Pot.

The rich Five-Tails chakra filled his stomach, continuously repairing his exhausted body and depleted chakra.

The battle at White Stone Gorge had been the most exhilarating and satisfying battle Sora had fought since coming to this world.

This kind of all-out, thoroughly satisfying battle not only allowed Sora to indulge himself and satisfy both body and mind, but also let him make up for long-neglected shortcomings.

A master had once said:

—A true powerhouse always possesses the heart of an apprentice.

Sora had never thought himself invincible.

As a transmigrator, he knew very clearly just how powerful the ceiling of this world truly was.

Setting aside gods beyond matter itself, such as the Otsutsuki God, even the Otsutsuki who roamed the cosmos and planted trees throughout the universe were not enemies Sora could deal with at his current stage.

"First, I lack large-scale AOE techniques."

Sora rubbed his chin.

Most of his combat strength was concentrated in this physical body, while the majority of the techniques he possessed came from the Third Raikage.

In terms of individual combat power, Sora could indeed be considered among the strong. Even when facing thousands of Hidden Stone ninja, he could still move through them like a dragon.

But moving through them was one thing; without AOE techniques, his efficiency at killing enemies was simply too low.

Never mind Madara Uchiha in the Gundam era or Hashirama Senju's map-wide attacks—even Nagato's Pain could effortlessly destroy an entire village with Shinra Tensei alone!

Map-wide AOE might not have much effect in decisive duels, but it was truly incredible for clearing minions.

And besides.

As everyone knew, Naruto was a minion-clearing game.

Didn't Kaguya open with an Infinite Tsukuyomi to clear all three lanes of minions first?

If she hadn't missed that Kakashi super minion, could she have lost in the end?

"Second, the strength of my individual body is still far from sufficient."

The reason the battle at White Stone Gorge had reached such a point was, in the end, because Onoki's Dust Release was truly powerful.

If Deliberate Blast Punch, fueled by his full fighting spirit, had not possessed true damage, he would likely have ended up in the same state as the Third Raikage!

"At the very least, I need to strengthen my body to the point where it can directly withstand Dust Release..."

So the question was, how could he improve himself enough to strengthen his body to the point where it could endure a Kekkei Tota head-on?

Simply eating tailed beast chakra was definitely not enough.

Unless he could eat all nine tailed beasts and directly use his own body in place of the Ten-Tails' vessel to recreate the power of the Ten-Tails.

But Tailed Beast chakra was unimaginably vast. Human bodies simply could not withstand that much chakra. Even Sora could only eat it bite by bite; just the Five-Tails alone would take who knew how long to consume.

What, you mean sealing?

Sealing was sealing, devouring was devouring. They were two different things.

So-called sealing was using special methods to "graft" an external thing onto oneself. The barrier between the two could still be impossibly thick; it could not be considered "fusion" at all.

What Sora wanted was a true sublimation of the flesh—evolution from the bloodline, from the root, from the genes themselves!

"Looks like I need to eat some other chakra first as groundwork..."

There were many sources of chakra in the ninja world. Aside from Tailed Beasts, the star Sora had devoured before was one of them.

Besides that, Sora knew of the Land of Wind's Dragon Vein chakra, the Land of Snow's geothermal chakra, the Land of Demons' Miroku and Moryo chakra, and Dark Chakra scattered throughout the ninja world, born from dark hearts and emotions!

Of course, there was also the natural energy that existed in this world itself, as well as the Sage Chakra produced after it fused with chakra.

All of these were exceptionally good "food."

But eating chakra alone would not do. The strength of his body, this "container," had to keep up as well.

"Maybe I should find an Uzumaki or Uchiha and take a couple bites, just to try something fresh?"

After all, you were what you ate. As a Six Paths Bloodline, if he wanted to make up for the gaps in his bloodline, he naturally had to seek out others who also possessed Six Paths Bloodlines.

But exactly how to eat them was quite a question.

"Hm?"

Sora, who had been sitting cross-legged and pondering hard, seemed to sense something. He suddenly raised his head and looked outside the cave.

"Pick up the pace! If we run into those killing gods again, we're done for!"

A Hidden Grass ANBU panted heavily, his voice filled with the terror and lingering fear of having survived a disaster.

"Who knew they'd fight to such an extent... It's all this damned burden's fault!"

Another ANBU's face was full of resentment and exhaustion.

He roughly yanked the arm of a red-haired woman beside him, practically dragging her along.

The woman was in a miserable state. Her long red hair was covered in dirt and grass clippings, while her exposed arms and calves bore numerous scrapes and bruises.

Most conspicuously, those wounds were covered in countless dense, tiny marks.

They looked... like rows upon rows of... bite marks?

Not long ago.

The son of the Land of Grass's daimyo had been accidentally injured.

Mu, the leader of Hidden Grass, had ordered them to bring this [tablet] to treat the daimyo's son.

Unexpectedly, on their way back, they had stumbled into a battle between Hidden Stone and Hidden Cloud.

To cover their companions' retreat, their captain and another teammate had desperately stayed behind, only to die miserably at the hands of ninjas from the great nations.

The more that Hidden Grass ANBU thought about it, the angrier he became. He swung around and hurled the red-haired woman to the ground.

"If it weren't for you, you useless trash, slowing us down, the captain wouldn't have died!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The ANBU holding the woman's arm suddenly flung her down, smashing her hard against the ground.

"Ugh!"

The red-haired woman let out a suppressed cry of pain.

Her body slammed heavily onto the gravel-strewn ground. Her shoulder blade struck a protruding rock, and the piercing pain made her curl up instantly, her face turning deathly pale.

But she did not even have time to care about her own injuries. She immediately struggled to get back up, her voice trembling with humble fear.

"I-I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry! If it weren't for me..."

"What use is sorry? Will saying sorry bring the captain back to life?!"