Chapter 23: Root Seal
At that moment — a figure suddenly appeared right in front of the house. Following behind were dozens of black-clothed ninjas who simultaneously appeared like ghosts in broad daylight.
Root.
At the same time, a skinny old man with his left eye covered and hands clasped behind his back stepped out from the line—Danzo Shimura.
His eyes swept across the room filled with the smell of semen, then stopped at Riko’s body lying unconscious on the ground, between her thighs still flowing thick streams of white fluid.
Naruto clenched his fists, murderous intent rising.
“What do you want to do?”
Danzo did not answer immediately. He just slightly lifted his chin, signaling.
A Root ninja stepped forward, bent down and gently picked Riko up as if she were lifting a precious object. The beautiful woman’s face was still dazed, her white neck was dotted with hickeys, and her lower abdomen was still slightly swollen from the semen that had not yet withdrawn.
Danzo glanced at her, his eyes filled with satisfaction:
“Nothing. I just… gave you what you needed.”
He turned back to look straight at Naruto, his mouth curled into a slight smile:
“Beauty. Don’t you like it?”
Naruto narrowed his eyes.
“So… in return?”
Danzo laughed harshly, his voice soft but sharp as a knife:
“In return?”
“You… belong to Root.”
“That ability of yours — from today on as well.”
As soon as Danzo finished speaking, the space around Naruto suddenly became quiet.
An invisible force seemed to choke the air.
From nowhere — dozens of Chakra chains suddenly stretched out, shining brightly, tightly wrapping around his limbs, chest and back like a divine snake constricting its prey, locking in an instant!
“Crash!”
The sound of chains clanging together was cold.
Danzo stood among the Roots, his eyes shining as if he had won the battle.
“Diamond Seal.” – he chuckled – “A remnant of the Uzumaki clan, originally used to suppress tailed beasts.”
He narrowed his eyes, his voice becoming more and more arrogant:
“I just made a few adjustments… to use on you. How does it feel? Being locked away by your own family’s ninjutsu, isn’t it humiliating?”
Naruto stood still, suspended in mid-air, Chakra chains tightening and glowing around his muscular muscles.
But he… smiled.
A cold, indifferent smile.
“Luckily.” – his voice was flat – “Just finished fucking with Riko…”
“The new system just added up — we’re now at 26 million tons.”
He tilted his head, his eyes flashing with evil:
“Do you know what the problem with fools is?”
“Not knowing your limits.”
“Crack…”
A chain — cracked.
Then another strand — crackle crackle!
The entire Diamond Seal began to shake as if it was experiencing an earthquake.
Danzo rolled his eyes:
“What?!”
Naruto smirked, smiling like a king trampling clowns:
“This thing is used to control tailed beasts?”
He leaned over and gently squeezed the locked arm.
“So to me… it’s just like a straw tying a dragon.”
“BOOM!!”
The entire Chakra chain shook violently, then exploded simultaneously like broken glass!
Lightning flashed, and each piece of chain turned into chakra dust, fluttering in the air. The shockwave spread out, sending a group of nearby Root ninjas tumbling to the stone floor, blood flowing from their mouths and eyes rolling back and forth.
Naruto stood up straight, his whole body radiating a heavy pressure that seemed to press down on the entire space.
His body was not scratched at all. On the contrary — it was burning hot like a forge about to explode.
He turned his neck slightly, his shoulders jerked slightly.
“I was already stronger than the average tailed beast.”
Danzo took a step back, his expression changing. But Naruto did not stop.
He stepped forward, each step causing the ground to cave in and crack as if it had been hit with a sledgehammer.
His voice was deep and hoarse, emphasizing each word:
“Now — if we compare…”
“Then my physical strength… has reached the initial threshold of the Ten-Tails.”
Danzo’s eyes widened, his whole body shaking.
“No… it can’t be…!” – he stammered, sweat pouring down his temples and onto his already wet cloak.
He stepped back, his face drained of color.
“You… what are you going to do…?”
Naruto smiled, leisurely rubbing his hands in front of his face, the “crackling” sound rang out like a death signal.
“Do what?”
He tilted his head, smiling without smiling:
“Of course… I want all of Root’s beauties.”
Hearing this, Danzo breathed a sigh of relief, his contracting heart immediately relaxing.
“That’s easy.” – he said quickly, nodding as if he had found gold – “That’s what I meant… ha… ha…”
But before he could even catch his breath, Naruto continued, his voice calm as if telling a story:
“However…”
He took a step forward, the pressure like an avalanche pressed straight down on Danzo.
“I have to beat you into a pig’s head first.”
“The sin of greed… must be punished.”
His smile was no longer warm — it was sharp as a knife.
In Naruto’s mind, he knew very well that this old fox wouldn’t die easily.
Danzo’s body was covered with Sharingan like a living monster, and he also remembered very clearly:
Kotomatsukami — an extremely advanced genjutsu from Shisui’s Magenkyo Sharingan, which Danzo stole.
Once hooked — not even knowing you’re being controlled.
Beat him to death? Dangerous. But… beat him into a pig’s head?
Haha… both to vent anger and to force him to not dare to do anything.
Naruto tilted his head and cracked his neck, his fists clenched, each tendon on his hand stood out like a dragon crawling under his skin.
“Don’t worry… I’m a good fighter.”
“Keep your life for your own use.”
The moment Naruto stepped forward, the entire space seemed to freeze.
A terrifying air pressure swept across, forcing all the surrounding Root ninjas to freeze like stone statues, their bodies trembling but no one could lift a hand.
And then…
“Swish.”
Naruto disappeared from the old place.
No, rather… he moved, but too quickly.
So fast that no one could see it. The naked eye could not follow it at all.
In less than a second—Danzo had taken the first punch.
“BOOM!”
His face was distorted, his body was thrown back as if hit by a car, smashing into a wooden pillar. Blood flowed from his nose and mouth.
But before it could hit the ground —
“BOOM!!”
The second punch landed straight in the stomach!
“BOOM!!”
Third – neck!
“Pop! Pop! Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Combo. Each hit in a different place.
The entire Root was beaten to pieces one by one—some had broken necks, broken legs, and broken buttocks before they even knew what was happening.
In less than three seconds —
Naruto punched Danzo more than 50 times.
Each punch carried a force of millions of tons, and its speed far surpassed Quick Silver’s, causing the entire scene to slow down while he was moving in a stationary world.
Danzo could not scream, could not fight back — he could only lie like a living punching bag, his face swollen, his eyes rolled back, his mouth only a few teeth left.
At the last blow, Naruto also conveniently knocked on the old man’s forehead:
Pig head
Fuck.
Danzo… disappeared.
No longer at the scene.
Naruto narrowed his eyes, standing still, feeling the spatial chakra flow distort slightly.
“Hmm…”
He smirked.
“Izanagi.”
Sure enough — that old man didn’t dare die.
Use ultimate magic to exchange life for life, erase the moment of being killed, and escape from the scene like a rat in a sewer.
Naruto shrugged:
“I knew you would play that.”
He waved his hand, wiping the blood off his fingers.
“It’s fine. Your beauty… is still here.”
After this
The whole scene was… destroyed.
It could no longer be called a “house” — only broken pieces of wood, cracked stone walls, a roof blown off as if by a tornado, and dust and sand everywhere.
The aftershock from Naruto’s acceleration was like a hurricane of S-rank ninjutsu, blasting into the surrounding space like an exploding chakra bomb.
The ground is sinking deeply.
The wooden pillars were broken and the ceiling collapsed completely.
The Root ninjas who had once stood there in a dense cluster were now scattered everywhere, some were hanging from tree branches hundreds of meters away, some were buried headfirst in the wall with their legs not even showing, blood scattered like red rain.
Naruto walked out of the rubble, one hand brushing the dust off his shoulder, his eyes glancing around with a leisurely expression as if he had just done some light exercise after lunch.
“Luckily…” – he muttered.
“Riko was carried away early. Otherwise she would have exploded.”
The wind blew through the broken roof, carrying the smell of dust, sweat, blood… and the lingering scent of seminal fluid still lingering on the floor.
Naruto looked around—a battlefield, created entirely by pure physical strength. No need for Rasengan, no need for Nine-Tails, no need for any secret techniques.
This is also true, using muscle force to impact it will be different, because I also do not have any Speedforce to bend the laws of physics in the world.
He smiled slightly, then looked towards the remnant Root who was still struggling to get up, his mouth twisted and his face crooked.
“Then…” – he rubbed his hands again, a gentle, evil smile on his lips.
Naruto stepped forward from the rubble and pulled a living Root out of the ground—hair disheveled, face covered in blood, limbs trembling.
He grabbed the collar and lifted him up like a chicken:
“Listen carefully…”
Naruto’s eyes narrowed, his voice lowered:
“Convey to Danzo — want to live peacefully in Konoha…”
“…then quickly send as many beautiful women as possible.”
He gritted his teeth and added another cold sentence:
“If not… I will turn your Roots into… dried tree roots on the ground!”
Root was shaking like a leaf, nodding like a garlic pounder:
“Yes! Yes, I understand! I understand very well!!”
Then he was let down by Naruto — he disappeared instantly after collapsing, used a ninjutsu to escape, and ran towards the base like a dog with its tail between its legs.
Naruto stood in the middle of the devastation, cracking his knuckles, the sound echoing through the air.
The corner of his lips curled up, his voice deep and filled with a hint of lust:
“Soon…”
“The beauties of Konoha… will all be mine.”
“All.”
“Heh… heh…”
…
Hokage’s Office
Hiruzen sat behind the large desk, his forehead resting on his hands, his eyes as silent as the mist covering them.
In front, an Anbu knelt on one knee, his voice steady but unable to hide his shock:
“…final conclusion: Danzo actively lured Naruto with beauty tricks, then suddenly activated the ‘Diamond Seal’ seal to capture him alive…”
“But unexpectedly… Naruto broke free within three seconds.”
“…after that… Danzo and all the Roots at the scene… were beaten to a pulp.”
“…was punched several times in an instant, suffering heavy losses. Danzo… escaped using Izanagi.”
Hiruzen heard that, his hand stopped. A slow sigh escaped from the corner of his lips.
He looked up, his eyes flashing with an indescribable look.
“Naruto…”
The kid who just over a year ago was a troublemaker cursed by the whole village, is now…
“A year…” – he muttered.
“Just one year… and already this strong?”
He tightened his grip on the pipe, his eyes seemingly lost in space.
“That ‘dual cultivation’ ability… is it real?”
“Not just a small increase in health, but… a real evolution?”
Remembering the Anbu’s description – each punch Naruto threw made the ground explode, the aftershock was equivalent to an S-rank ninjutsu, and the speed was…
“So fast… as fast as the Eight Gates Dun Jia, opening the Door of Death?”
“So… who’s playing again?”
Hiruzen sat there blankly.
No smoking. No more sighing.
Just… silence.
Because for the first time, he understood that… the thing raised in this village… was no longer a mere human.