naruto-story Chapter 482 Flying Thunder God Technique
Chapter 482 Flying Thunder God Technique
On the eastern side of the battlefield, Iwagakure, a ninja from Iwagakure, was enjoying the thrill of killing.
He had just used Earth Release: Earth Split Palm to smash a stubborn Cloud Village ninja into a bloody pulp. Hot blood splattered all over him, mixed with dirt, and gave off a rusty smell.
"Completely vulnerable!"
Iwakaku grinned maliciously, fixing his gaze on a Cloud Village Chunin with a broken leg not far away.
The man was moving backward in despair, his face filled with fear.
Finish him off, then move on to the next target.
War is that simple.
Iwakaku raised his calloused right hand, chakra gathering in his palm, ready to give this poor wretch a quick death.
At that very moment, an indescribable chill suddenly surged from the end of his spine, rushing straight to the top of his head.
It's a sense of dislocation... when the laws of physics are forcibly distorted.
Time seemed to stretch out.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a fleeting glimpse of gold.
What is that?
Sunshine? No, this damn rainy day...
His thoughts ended there.
"Pfft."
A faint, muffled thud, almost drowned out by the sound of rain and explosion.
Yan Jiao stiffly lowered his head, feeling a hand pierce through his chest.
In that hand, a rapidly spinning chakra sphere radiating blue light was held.
"Ghana."
"..."
A violent rotational force erupted within him, instantly grinding his internal organs, bones, and meridians into the most primitive fragments.
From the perspective of the other Iwagakure ninja in the vicinity, the scene was even more bizarre.
They only saw a flash of golden light before the young man from Konoha, hailed as Jiraiya's disciple, suddenly appeared behind Captain Iwakaku, his body slightly lowered, his right hand pressed against the captain's back.
There were no hand seals, no signs.
It was as if he had always been standing there.
Then, Captain Rockhorn's entire upper body exploded.
Blood, flesh, and bone fragments mixed with rainwater, forming a thick red fog.
Minato Namikaze shook the blood off his hands, his azure eyes remaining completely calm.
He didn't even glance at the terrified Iwagakure ninja before his figure transformed into a golden light and vanished once more.
"The team leader... is he dead?"
A young Iwagakure ninja trembled, unable to believe what he was seeing.
His answer came from another familiar explosion in the distance.
……
On the west side of the battlefield, a small team from Sunagakure.
"Damn this weather! If we don't get these things over there soon, Captain Huangtu will yell at us to death!" the squad leader grumbled and urged.
Suddenly, one of the team members pointed ahead and stammered, "Captain, what's that?"
The squad leader looked up and saw a trident kunai on a tree trunk not far away.
Then came the second one, the third one...
Within their field of vision, the kunai that had been carelessly thrown away like trash by the Konoha ninjas were now disappearing one by one... into thin air.
Instead, there were detonation tags stuck to tree trunks and even the ground.
"Oh no! It's a trap!"
The squad leader let out his last scream.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous explosions engulfed the entire supply line, along with the escorting ninjas, in a sea of fire. The towering flames even briefly tinged the thick rain clouds with orange-red.
Within that one minute, the entire battlefield was completely transformed into a sea of golden light.
Golden flashes leaped and weaved erratically between the lines of the Iwagakure and Sunagakure forces.
Each flash appeared precisely at a critical juncture.
A Jonin from Iwagakure, who was forming hand seals to unleash a powerful Earth Release technique, felt a chill on his neck as a kunai slashed his artery.
He clutched his neck, watching in disbelief as the golden light vanished, taking his life with it.
An elite Sand Village soldier, who was controlling three puppets, suddenly felt a void behind him; his most trusted defensive puppet, Iron Wall, had vanished.
He turned around in horror, only to see a young face with a gentle smile, and a blue chakra ball that kept growing larger.
Panic began to spread like a virus.
"He's appeared again!"
"At three o'clock! Quickly!"
"No! He's behind us!"
"ah--!"
"What the hell is that?! Is it an illusion?"
An invisible, intangible, unpredictable, and irresistible grim reaper is reaping lives with abandon on the battlefield.
"Gold...it's a golden glitter..."
A surviving Iwagakure ninja slumped in the mud, muttering to himself in a state of mental collapse.
This name, like a virus, quickly spread in the minds of all enemies.
"Golden Flash!"
"It's Konoha's Golden Flash!"
Fear is the best namer.
From this moment on, the name "Golden Flash" will become a nightmare for all those who oppose Konoha.
On a distant hillside, Obito and Kakashi stood side by side, staring in disbelief at everything.
"…Minato-sensei"
Obito's goggles nearly fell off in shock. He stammered, completely unable to form a coherent sentence, "He...he...is everywhere."
Kakashi didn't speak, his eyes wide open, his dark pupils revealing utter shock and a fervent desire to analyze.
Space-time ninjutsu… spatial displacement using a jutsu as a coordinate system… the Second Hokage's Flying Thunder God Technique! But this scale, this speed, this continuous use of chakra…
This is no longer within the scope of technique.
This is a manifestation of reason.
He manipulated the laws of space with ease.
For the first time, Kakashi realized how insignificant his prized talent was in the face of the true power his teacher displayed.
"Is this... the power to protect peace...?"
On the other side, as Yahiko watched the enemy lines collapse one after another like dominoes being toppled, his heart was also swept up by a huge wave.
He finally understood Minato's intention.
This is the most efficient and direct way to destroy the enemy's will to fight.
This domineering yet precise method is exactly the kind of thunderous approach that the Third Hokage spoke of, essential for protecting peace.