"Isn't this a matter of course? No matter how powerful this guy is, in the end he will just be the reincarnation of Lord Orochimaru."

As the leader of the four, Sakon snorted coldly and said rather unconvinced.

As soon as I see that cold face, I can't help but think of my jaw that was almost broken by a kick that time, and I still feel a dull pain to this day.

You know, before Sasuke came to the Sound Ninja Village, his status was one of the best among Orochimaru, second only to Kabuto.

But as soon as Sasuke came, his status began to be greatly reduced.

Orochimaru, whom he respected, completely turned his attention away from him and shifted his gaze to Sasuke.

Every time I talk to the four of them, they always shout "Sasuke", "Sasuke", and I don't know what kind of medicine they were given to take care of each other in this way.

"Hey, Sakon, what you said is a bit too much? It's just a sparring match, why do you still hold a grudge to this day? If Sasuke-sama finds out, he will definitely be unhappy."

Kidomaru glanced sideways at Sakon.

"It's just what he asked for. It just so happens that my strength has increased a lot recently. This time, I will definitely let him taste what it feels like to fail."

Sakon smiled coldly.

Immediately, he glanced at Kidomaru and said dissatisfiedly: "Besides, we are one entity. Kidomaru, why are you turning your elbows outward?"

"I'm just talking about things."

Kidomaru curled his lips.

Although Zuo is the strongest among the four, his strength is also very limited.

If he really wanted to fight, he actually didn't want to face Tayuya's voice genjutsu more than Sakon.

"What about you, Jirobo? Do you also want to side with Sasuke?"

Sakon snorted and glanced at Jirobo, who was the plumpest and tallest.

Jirobo was tearing open a bag of potato chips at this time. When he heard Sakon's question, he answered honestly and courteously: "Sasuke-sama is a good man. Every time he goes out, he will bring me imported snacks from the Land of Demons."

"..."

This rotten fat guy! Sakon’s eyes were on fire when he heard this.

Finally, he turned his attention to Tayuya.

As the second strongest among the four, her position is very important.

"His visual and tactile illusions are very interesting and have greatly inspired my abilities. Moreover, his cold appearance is very handsome."

Tayuya gently stroked his flute and thought about his answer.

Sakon was even more speechless and wanted to complain.

Where has this woman's usual sharp tongue and irritable personality gone? At this time, she has simply become a quiet musical lady.

Although she has a bad personality and always likes to have a sharp tongue, she is still a woman after all.

The setting of a cold and handsome guy still has a unique charm that attracts women of her age.

"You guys, have you forgotten how miserable you were when you were taught a lesson by him? We are the four Sound Ninjas, how can we easily surrender to someone other than Orochimaru-sama? He is still a little brat smaller than us.

"

Sakon's eyes and heart were full of unwillingness.

However, in the face of Sakon's questioning, Jirobo quietly chewed potato chips, thinking about what delicious snacks Sasuke would bring him next time.

Kidomaru turned a deaf ear and kept pulling a strong white spider web in his hand with his six arms, as if he thought it would be more interesting to play like this.

Tayuya completely ignored Sakon's words and just put the flute to her lips. The melodious and soothing music spread through the air to a very far place, making people feel peaceful.

"Actually... I think Sasuke-sama is quite gentle and easier to get in touch with than Orochimaru-sama. It's because you like to get into trouble too much, brother."

The head behind Sakon began to speak.

It was Ukon, Sakon's elder brother who was one, who also spoke at this time.

"?"

Nearby is sluggish.

Even if three of the four people betrayed him, now even his own brother...

They are brothers!

Sakon suddenly felt that life was a bit hopeless.

"Okay, Kabuto, the four of us will take over this place from now on. Lord Orochimaru is at the stronghold, please hurry over."

Kidomaru spoke at this time and glanced at Kabuto.

"I knew that was the case."

Kabuto exhaled, slowly stood up from the rock, and patted the wrinkles and dust on his clothes.

All the experimental subjects in the northern stronghold have failed. Orochimaru must have called him over to clear out all the experimental subjects in the stronghold.

For example, disposing of corpses is also a troublesome matter.

Although they are products of failure, these people cannot be left to die in the wilderness.

Thinking of this, Kabuto glanced at the faces of the four people.

Unlike most experimental subjects, these four people's curse seals are relatively mature and will not get out of control. They can be said to be the lucky ones among the lucky ones.

Of the hundreds of orphans who were at the same time as them, only four of them may have survived the experiment.

The rest either died during the experiment or managed to survive, but lost control of their power and became abandoned, thrown to remote strongholds and left to fend for themselves.

…

When he arrived at the nearby northern stronghold, Kabuto saw corpses all over the place.

They originally escaped death under Sasuke, but now they turned into cold corpses, their blood was still warm, and they had obviously died not long ago.

Most people had intoxicated smiles on their faces, giving people a very strange feeling - they seemed to have died in the extreme warmth.

There is no sadness or pain, only endless satisfaction and self-deceiving happiness and joy.

Kabuto felt chilled by Orochimaru's methods.

Even though it was not the first time that these people were willing to die, they were still frightened by Orochimaru's methods.

Passing through the corpses, Kabuto arrived at the middle-level lounge of the stronghold.

In an empty house, Orochimaru had his back to the door and stopped at the window. Looking up and down, he looked at the place where Sasuke and Jugo were training. He could have an unobstructed view of everyone there.

There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, giving people a sinister and evil feeling.

The whole person is like a black mist, mysterious and dangerous.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Orochimaru knew who it was.

"Lord Orochimaru, you came here faster than expected."

Kabuto came to Orochimaru's side and said.

"Because I can't wait to see Sasuke. Looking at the speed at which he has grown, I feel sad for my former reputation as a genius. The blood inheritance limit..."

Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils were full of complexity and unwillingness.

Bloodline.

This is the power of blood.

A realm that ordinary ninjas cannot reach in their lifetime.

With the Sharingan, no matter what kind of ninjutsu, you can quickly learn and master it.

On top of that are the more advanced Mangekyō Sharingan and Rinnegan.

A bloodline power that even God would be jealous of.

Even the ninja god who judged the troubled times relied on this power of blood to calm the troubled times.

But he, who is called a genius, does not have this power.

The more I explore the secrets of this ninja world, the more I feel sad and annoyed that I have no bloodline inheritance.

"I think what Orochimaru-sama has done is already remarkable. From the beginning to the end, it only took about ten years for the curse seal to develop into this state."

Kabuto replied.

A dangerous light flashed in Orochimaru's eyes.

"Kabuto, don't comfort me with such words to comfort a child, otherwise I will really kill you. Everything in this world is unfair. Some people work hard all their lives, but they are just the starting point for others. Blood

This is what the Jikekai is. The Uchiha clan relies on this kind of thing to be powerful in the ninja world, and its prestige remains undiminished to this day. This is the cruelest fact."

When Orochimaru said this, the complexity and unwillingness in his eyes turned into confusion.

"I have been studying Seal and Jutsu to study the 'essence' of these techniques that ordinary ninjas will never notice. But the more I study, the more insignificant and empty I feel. Maybe this is

It is the fate of ordinary people like us. If we want to break something, we must give up something equally important. However, God is still on my side..."

Orochimaru once again glanced at Sasuke, who was in the wilderness and entering a state of senjutsu practice. The covetous and greedy look on his face could hardly be concealed.
To be continued...