NRAO: Chapter 421/422 (THE END)

Chapter 421

Ōtsutsuki Urashiki.

Orochimaru had an impression of him, but it wasn't particularly deep.

He only remembered that Urashiki was fairly skilled.

However, Orochimaru didn't care.

With Kaguya handling the battle, and himself still present, victory was inevitable.

As he observed Kaguya's battle, Orochimaru finally pieced together some answers to his lingering questions.

Judging from Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki's arrogance and the power he had displayed.

What Kaguya feared wasn't Momoshiki himself, but rather the entire Ōtsutsuki clan.

Kaguya was likely strong enough to handle a single Momoshiki.

But if another Urashiki or Kinshiki appeared, she wouldn't stand a chance.

Not to mention other Ōtsutsuki clan members, all of whom possessed chakra.

So the true source of her fear, beyond the trauma of her past, was the overwhelming power of her clan.

Think about it.

Hundreds of Ōtsutsuki—each with the destructive power of a Perfect Jinchūriki.

Each possessing the Byakugan, each wielding Yin-Yang Release.

If such an army arrived on Earth, it would mean absolute annihilation.

Just like now.

If Orochimaru and his clones hadn't been here, Kaguya's fate would have repeated itself.

Either killed—or sealed once again.


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"Kill them all!"

"Damn it, where did these guys come from?!"

"There's no end to them!"

"Damn it…!"

"Die!"

"Goodbye!"

The White Zetsu army and the clone army advanced together, sweeping toward the Ōtsutsuki stronghold like a relentless tide.

If one warrior couldn't win, there would be two.

If two couldn't win, there would be four.

Orochimaru had perfected the art of overwhelming force.

The battlefield was littered with countless corpses, making the war appear brutally tragic.

However.

The death of Momoshiki had dealt a heavy psychological blow to the remaining Ōtsutsuki.

After a full day of battle.

At the cost of over half his forces, Orochimaru, alongside Kaguya, finally annihilated the entire Ōtsutsuki clan.

This included countless high-ranking members—and even Ōtsutsuki Urashiki.

What?

They exterminated every last Ōtsutsuki?

Even the elderly and children?

Too cruel?

Maybe.

Call Orochimaru a butcher if you want.

But he stood by his decision.

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"It's over."

Standing atop the Ōtsutsuki Ancestral Star Castle, Kaguya gazed down at the war-ravaged planet, her white robes flowing in the wind.

Her expression was indifferent.

As a princess of the Ōtsutsuki, she had personally destroyed her own clan.

No one could understand what she was feeling—except for her.

"Yeah. Rest for two days, then we prepare to return to Earth."

Orochimaru stretched his arms. "For now, let's clean up the battlefield with Zetsu."

"Yes, Father!"

The Zetsu army departed with absolute obedience.

Orochimaru turned to Kaguya. "Let's go find a place to rest."

With that, he deactivated his Six Paths Mode and walked away.

"Orochimaru…"

She suddenly spoke.

"Thank you."

Orochimaru stopped.

"Huh? Didn't expect to hear that from you."

He laughed. "I'm actually surprised."

"Never mind… let's go."

Without another word, Orochimaru entered the castle.

Kaguya hesitated for a moment—then followed, her long robes dragging behind her.


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One month later…

Earth. The Ninja World.

By Konoha's calendar, it was now November, Year 56.

Five kilometers outside the central city of the Land of Frost, a private villa stood in the suburbs.

The estate was immense, but its surroundings were even more unusual.

Fantasy, ocean, forest, desert, wasteland, lava, dense fog…

From the sky, these eight different terrains formed a pattern.

But the real secret of this place?

Each region was inhabited by a Tailed Beast.

Yes—Tailed Beasts.

The One-Tailed Shukaku resided in the desert.

The Two-Tailed Matatabi lived in the fantasy realm.

The Three-Tailed Isobu swam in the sea.

The Four-Tailed Son Gokū remained deep in the caves.

And so on—

Each Tailed Beast had its own domain.

Together, these eight beasts guarded this villa.

Even Bee, due to his close bond with Gyūki, often visited to chat.

At this moment, inside the villa.

In the courtyard, Kushina was teaching several children.

Meanwhile, Mikoto was making tea.

Inside the living room, Tsunade sat with Orochimaru, hosting some… unexpected guests.

Orochimaru frowned slightly, looking at the three women in front of him.

"Tsunade… what's going on?"

He recognized all three.

One had braided hair.

One wore a backless dress.

The last was dressed in deep blue robes.

"Some of the other villages wanted closer ties with you, so they sent them here."

"Oh?"

Orochimaru nodded thoughtfully—then changed the subject.

"But at their age, isn't this a little inappropriate?"

Tsunade scoffed.

"You actually care about that?"

Orochimaru was immortal.

After a thousand years, would a mere ten or twenty-year age gap even matter?

Obviously not.

"Fair point. But…"

Orochimaru glanced at the three women and smirked.

"I understand Yugito from Kumo and Pakura from Suna…"

His eyes landed on the last woman.

"But… Mei Terumī?"

His smile deepened.

"Aren't you the Mizukage? What are you doing here?"

(To be continued.)

Chapter 422

Hearing Orochimaru's words, Mei smiled charmingly.

"I carefully reviewed all the ninja files in my village. Aside from myself, there isn't a single kunoichi who would be worthy of someone like you… So—"

"So you came here yourself?"

"Yes!" Mei nodded without hesitation.

Orochimaru—a man who reshaped both himself and the world through technology.

If a wide net was to be cast, ordinary women wouldn't qualify.

As shinobi, they dedicated their lives for the sake of their villages.

This was no different.

After all, among the higher-ups of every village, who didn't know that the true ruler of the ninja world was Orochimaru?

Following him wouldn't guarantee special treatment.

But at the very least, it ensured that her village would receive fair treatment.

No matter how one looked at it, this was not a losing deal.

"Haha, you're quite straightforward!"

Orochimaru smirked, then turned to the other two women.

"And what about you two? What's your reason?"

The two in question.

Yugitō, former Jinchūriki of the Two-Tails from Kumogakure.

Pakura, elite Jōnin of Sunagakure and wielder of Scorch Release.

If Orochimaru was excluded, they would undoubtedly be considered top-tier elites in the shinobi world.

"For the sake of the village, ultimately the choice was mine!"

"Yes, if it's you, I can accept it!"

Yugitō and Pakura spoke with respect, one after the other.

"Haha! Since you've all said that much, I won't say anything more!"

Orochimaru's lips curled into a mischievous smirk.

"The only thing I can tell you is, this choice is the right one."

"I hope so."

"I trust you won't disappoint us."

Orochimaru chuckled.

"Father!"

"Hmm?"

"What??"

"Wait a second…"

The moment the word "Father" was spoken.

Not just Tsunade, but even Mei, and Pakura were completely dumbfounded.

Because—

The voice didn't come from any of them.

It came from the front gate.

And that voice—

"Black Zetsu?!"

Black Zetsu… called Orochimaru 'father'?!

What the hell?!

Someone explain what's going on?!

Orochimaru, however, seemed completely unsurprised.

He calmly stood up and opened the door.

"What do you need from me?"

Black Zetsu bowed respectfully.

"The submarine encountered some technical issues. Father, you need to take care of it."

Orochimaru had begun constructing these war machines a long time ago.

However, now that he had established an official department, these elite shinobi and advanced weapons were used strictly for official purposes.

"For something like that, just find Mi. He can handle it."

Orochimaru waved his hand dismissively.

After all, his successor had inherited his full knowledge.

A minor technical issue like this was trivial.

"Understood!"

Black Zetsu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and slowly sank into the ground.

He knew that as Orochimaru and Tsunade's child, his task was clear.

Watching Zetsu leave, Tsunade—who was now visibly pregnant—quickly shut the door, grabbed Orochimaru, and dragged him into the living room.

"Hey! You—what the hell was that?! Why is he calling you 'Father'?!

Tsunade's face was filled with disbelief.

Yet, at the same time, a small part of her still hoped she was wrong.

Orochimaru simply smirked.

"What do you think?"

The answer was obvious.

Tsunade groaned, covering her forehead with her hand.

"I knew it… you bastard. You really don't even her?"

Mikoto placed a teapot on the coffee table, sighing.

She turned toward the guests.

"Mizukage-sama, you two, have a seat. Let's talk properly."

"O-Okay…"

Mei and the others were still in shock but instinctively sat down.

At that moment—

A cold voice echoed through the room.

"Orochimaru!"

The tone was so frigid, it sent chills down everyone's spine.

Everyone turned toward the source—curious about who, aside from Tsunade, would dare call Orochimaru by name.

On the second floor, a woman with long, silver-white hair stood in a flowing white robe.

Kaguya.

There was no doubt about it.

Only she would speak to Orochimaru like that.

"Kaguya, what is it?"

Kaguya's expression remained icy cold.

"The TV isn't working. Come fix it."

After speaking, she turned and walked back into her room.

Everyone fell silent.

Orochimaru, however, found the situation hilarious.

Who would've thought—

That the Goddess of the Rabbit Moon, sealed for thousands of years, would turn into a hikikomori after returning to Earth?

Now, after wiping out the Ōtsutsuki clan, her daily routine consisted of.

Watching TV. Binge-watching dramas. Surfing the internet.

The internet.

Orochimaru chuckled.

The world had already transformed into his vision, and he had achieved everything he wanted.

What higher purpose did he need?

What did it matter who created the system or why it was bound to him?

None of that was important anymore.

Now, he had one new priority.

Expanding his family.

Well—

It was time to discuss with Kaguya… how to create a clan of immortals.

(End of Naruto World.)