At the same time, in a certain small town.
At this time, the town had entered a deep sleep, and the streets were so quiet that only the occasional sound of wind could be heard.
In the whole town, only the house rented by Chiya still had the lights on.
The room was not big, the tables and chairs were pushed to the wall, and the quilt on the bed was also pushed aside.
Chiya is sitting beside the bed, the sleeve of his right arm has been rolled up.
The shadow in the corner moved.
Black Zetsu slowly emerged.
He was holding a pale mass in his hand, which looked like some kind of flesh and blood that had been peeled off, and the surface was still undulating slightly.
Chiya raised his eyes and looked over, feeling a little disgusted.
He frowned.
"This... are you sure it's this thing?"
Black Zetsu Put the ball on the table.
"Yes, this is... the most original Hashirama Cells that Madara obtained."
"Madara used Hashirama Cells to cultivate White Zetsu, and the remaining part was kept by me."
Chiya turned to look at him.
"You hid it secretly, right?"
"That's not important."
Chiya turned back to look at the pale tissue and curled his lips.
"So disgusting."
But it's too late to say this now, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.
Black Zetsu took the call.
"It does... not look good."
"But this power should not be underestimated. At least your Sharingan can be used many times."
Chiya's eyes moved when he heard this.
"Okay, let's get started."
Black Zetsu shook his head.
"No, I have to tell you in advance."
"This thing is very troublesome. If you can't hold it, your body will be swallowed by it."
"In other words, you will become a monster without consciousness."
Chiya's eyes did not waver at all, as if he had not heard him speak at all.
He reached out and picked up the knife next to him, and cut his right hand open with the blade.
Blood flowed out quickly.
Chiya didn't even frown and directly handed over his right hand.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started."
Black Zetsu stared at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pressed the pale tissue on the wound.
As soon as it touched the flesh and blood, the thing seemed to come alive and quickly stuck to it.
Chiya's right hand trembled violently.
The mass of tissue penetrated along the wound.
The feeling of the flesh being stretched was directly transmitted to the brain, and Chiya's fingers bent uncontrollably.
The next moment, the skin of my right arm quickly turned red.
The blood vessels bulged one by one.
Then, his muscles began to twitch, and his whole arm seemed to be stretched open by something.
Chiya lowered his head and breathed obviously a little heavier.
After the force penetrated into the right arm, it did not stop near the wound, but rushed up the arm.
His shoulders jumped sharply.
Chiya immediately raised his left hand and firmly pressed his right shoulder.
Chakra pressed through the body and forcefully blocked the force back to his right arm.
Bang!
The wooden board under his feet cracked a crack.
Chiya's forehead began to sweat.
The right arm is still swollen.
That vitality is so fierce.
After being pressed back, it did not calm down, but stretched out in the entire arm. The skin was stretched and shiny, and blood poured out from the wound, quickly dripping down the wrist to the ground.
Black Zetsu stood in the corner, saying nothing.
Chiya looked down at his right arm, his eyes becoming colder.
Want to devour me?
Then I'll blow you up first!
The next moment, the Chakra in his body surged toward his right arm.
Everything was pressed in in an instant
Boom!
The lights in the room flickered.
Chiya's body trembled suddenly, his right arm instantly swelled, and the blood vessels under the skin almost exploded.
Almost immediately, severe pain rushed into his brain.
Chiya didn't say a word. He clenched his teeth and blood quickly oozed from the corners of his mouth.
But he didn't let go, Chakra was still going crazy.
The two forces were squeezed into one arm, and Chiya's entire right arm began to tremble.
Black Zetsu's expression finally changed.
He has seen too many failures.
I have also seen the White Zetsu organization swallowing the human body bit by bit.
But the person in front of me never thought about slowly adapting.
He is using his Chakra to press down the force.
I don't know how long it took.
Chiya The swelling in his right arm finally began to subside.
Slowly return to its original size.
Chiya supported the edge of the bed and took a few breaths slowly.
Just when he thought it was over.
His right arm suddenly twitched.
Then Chiya's body tilted and his right hand slammed on the floor.
The next moment.
Click!
The wooden board under the palm suddenly cracked.
A thick tree trunk instantly pushed out from under the floor.
The table was smashed instantly.
The trunk of the tree was still growing upwards and hit the beams hard.
Boom!
The beams are broken.
The roof was directly penetrated.
Broken tiles and sawdust fell from above, and the lamp in the room was knocked over. Kakkō rolled on the ground and was quickly covered by flying sawdust.
Chiya was half-kneeling on the ground, with his right hand still pressed against the floor.
Thick tree trunks kept rushing out from under his palm.
One after another.
They twisted and grew upward, pushing open the walls and breaking beams, as if they were trying to tear the entire house apart from the inside.
Boom!
Half the wall collapsed.
The whole house was stretched out of shape from the inside.
The huge noise woke up many neighbors, and soon there were many screams outside.
"What's going on?"
"Is there an earthquake?"
"What is that!"
The doors on the street opened one after another.
Some people ran out with their clothes on, some were holding lamps in their hands, and some were standing at the door staring blankly ahead without even putting on their shoes.
At night, the rented house had been blocked by thick trees.
The tree trunks rushed out from the roof and spread out in all directions. Broken tiles continued to fall down, and the whole house creaked.
Chiya looked up.
There is a house next to it.
If it continues like this, the whole street will be involved.
He gritted his teeth and exerted force on his right arm.
The palm was pulled out bit by bit from the broken floor.
Those tree trunks wanted to continue to rush out, but as his hands left the ground, the growth finally stopped.
The house has been completely destroyed.
Chiya was sitting next to the broken wooden beam, his chest heaving heavily.
He sweated all over his forehead, and the sweat dripped down his chin to the ground, and soon mixed with blood.
Black Zetsu emerged from the broken wall.
He looked at the thick tree trunk in front of him and didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he looked at Chiya's right arm.
"It was suppressed so quickly."
He looked at the shattered house again.
"The first fusion can create this kind of scale..."
At this time Chiya was in no mood to pay attention to him.
He was staring at his hands.
I saw that the wound he had just scratched was healing quickly.
It was back to normal in the blink of an eye, as if it had never happened.
At this time, someone outside had the courage to shout.
"Is there anyone else inside?"
Chiya stood up.
The wooden beam slipped from his shoulders and hit the ground.
He walked to the wall, reached out and picked up Futsu no Mitama, and put his coat on himself.
When people outside the house saw him walking out of the ruins, they all took a step back.
No one dared to speak.
Black Zetsu got into his sleeve and said.
"It seems I can't stay here anymore."
Chiya did not answer.
He looked back at the house that was shattered by Wood Release.
The group of trees still stood there, thick, silent, and carrying an overly exuberant vitality.
Then he left some money and disappeared.