vncnus Chapter 95 My Understanding with Jiraiya
Chapter 95 My Understanding with Jiraiya
Chapter 95 My Understanding with Jiraiya
Power, authority, immortality.
Orochimaru listened to Voldemort's words as if he were looking at his former self.
They look very similar, but there are still differences.
Because Voldemort is now too enthusiastic, he has given away almost all of his chips.
Such temptation is indeed very appealing, but—
"You don't understand people's hearts, Voldemort." Orochimaru sighed, looking up at Voldemort with pity. "Have you never had a friend in your entire life?"
friend?
Voldemort was taken aback; he hadn't expected Orochimaru to ask such a question.
"You don't have a teacher you respect either, do you?"
Orochimaru spoke softly, but the image of the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, appeared in his mind.
The Konoha Collapse Plan is both a wake-up call for the Hidden Leaf Village, a reminder to return them from complacency to the era of war.
It was also his chance to prove himself.
Sarutobi-sensei didn't believe he could achieve immortality through ninjutsu, nor did he believe he could surpass him, which is why he wanted to kill him.
It hurts, but it has to be done.
As Orochimaru thought about this, he subtly noticed that the remnants of his memories were much more numerous than usual.
He didn't care; instead, he calmly watched Voldemort, who was tempting the boy just like he had in his past life.
His methods were skillful, but they were far less effective than his understanding of human nature.
They look similar, but not in spirit.
He is not as good as me.
Orochimaru made his judgment, slowly straightened up in front of Harry, and gripped the kunai in his hand.
His meaning couldn't be clearer.
I don't believe you.
let's hit.
Voldemort scrutinized Orochimaru and stopped trying to persuade him.
To be honest, he had wondered if he would have fallen into the arms of the previous Dark Lord if he had met Grindelwald when he was in school.
As for the answer, it's the same as that of the little wizard named Orochimaru in front of us.
impossible.
Because there can only be one Dark Lord in this world.
"Let me see what kind of Slytherin they are made of."
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Voldemort gently pointed his wand at the lake, without chanting any incantations, yet the mirror-like surface of the lake began to rotate around its center.
Harry was dumbfounded.
He never imagined that the dark wizard who killed his parents could be so powerful.
The magic that Orochimaru had struggled so hard to use was now being used by Voldemort with ease, as if it were a deliberate show of force.
"Is this how you do magic?"
Voldemort watched the giant dragon emerge from the water, his expression playful as he looked at Orochimaru, like an adult watching a toddler learning to speak.
Oh, you can walk now?
Awesome.
Orochimaru frowned slightly, trying to steady his breathing.
He wasn't too surprised by this, because magic is such a mysterious thing.
"I remember, what did you call this magic again?" Voldemort said cruelly, as if he were chewing on Orochimaru's soul, "Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet?"
The Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet, created entirely by magic, appeared out of thin air in front of Orochimaru and Harry, baring its fangs and claws under Voldemort's control.
"Your talent truly fascinates me. Perhaps I could possess someone else's body, don't you think, Orochimaru?"
As Voldemort spoke, he swung his wand forward.
boom!
The water dragon roared suddenly, surging towards Orochimaru with an overwhelming force that blotted out the sky.
All the trees that stood in the way of this water dragon were broken, and the withered branches and leaves on the ground were rolled up, as if they had become the scales of this water dragon.
Harry struggled to his feet and looked back.
Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen. When he looked ahead again, he saw Orochimaru with an expressionless face, calmly watching the water dragon that was about to attack him.
Orochimaru?
"Can I trust you, Jiraiya?"
Orochimaru suddenly spoke up.
He seemed to be speaking to Harry, yet it also seemed like he was asking Jiraiya, who was in another world.
The era of the three ninjas fighting side by side is long gone and can never be relived.
But now, he suddenly wants to give it a try.
"What do you want me to do?"
Harry asked in a deep voice, his voice becoming more resolute as the water dragon drew closer.
He is a true Gryffindor.
He only becomes more courageous in the face of danger.
"I don't know either," Orochimaru said, gently moving his hands and feet and twirling the kunai in his hand. "Because you're the type of person who fights based on instinct."
"intuition?"
Harry whispered.
"In other words, it's about teamwork." Orochimaru turned back and smiled slightly at Harry, a smile different from his usual somber one, filled with trust and expectation. "Your unpredictability is our only chance to win."
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered those words that hadn't been uttered in a long time.
He hasn't spoken a word since he defected from Konoha.
"I'm going in, Jiraiya!"
Orochimaru reversed the kunai and formed a hand seal with one hand.
"Forbidden Technique: Eight Gates Formation - Opening Gate —"
"open!"
Chakra instantly spread along Orochimaru's short hair, and a faint blue chakra appeared on his body like a cloak.
His pale yellow snake eyes widened in surprise once again.
"Open the Gate of Rest!"
His chakra increased exponentially in an instant. Even Voldemort, who had never seen Orochimaru use this forbidden technique before, could feel the surge of magical power emanating from the young wizard.
The strange little wizard is even more talented than I was back then.
With that thought in mind, he slammed his wand down hard at Orochimaru.
The water dragon got its wish in an instant, roaring as it soared into the sky, almost standing atop the entire Forbidden Forest. And under the gaze of this water dragon, Orochimaru stood tall with his head held high.
He's just one step away from finishing.
The Open Gate and Rest Gate of the Eight Gates Formation will not harm the practitioner's body; at most, they will only cause exhaustion afterward.
This is absolutely not a reason for them to be called forbidden arts.
However, starting from the third gate, there is a possibility of damaging the caster's lifespan and destroying their body.
Even in the ninja world, few ninjas can use it freely.
But now—
Just the right time!
Sa!
Orochimaru suddenly stepped forward through the water, his feet imbued with chakra, and charged towards Voldemort as if walking on flat ground, completely ignoring the water dragon that was rushing down from the sky.
Voldemort was ready to knock Orochimaru unconscious and possess the young wizard who had piqued his interest.
But at that moment, Orochimaru, holding a kunai in his right hand, suddenly swung it towards the water dragon in the sky.
Whoosh!
The kunai slid through the moonlight like a streak of light, passing directly through the head of the water dragon.
The kunai was so weak that it couldn't harm the dragon's head in the slightest. Instead, it passed right through the dragon's head like a gentle breeze.
"This fighting style doesn't seem like that of a wizard, Slack—no, Orochimaru."
Voldemort instructed in a lazy tone.
Orochimaru ignored his words and instead formed a hand seal with one hand, using the surge of chakra to perform the Flying Thunder God Technique inherited from the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju.
He wasn't particularly good at it originally.
But perhaps because his soul was restored after the transmigration, Orochimaru was incredibly confident at this moment, feeling that he could control it at will.
Flying Thunder God —
Swish!
In the blink of an eye, Orochimaru appeared in mid-air, right behind the water dragon that was about to fall to the ground.
This water dragon bullet technique, created with magic, is different from the Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique. Orochimaru could sense that this water dragon was controlled by Voldemort's magic.
in other words----
This is a living water dragon, far from being a liquid formed by kneading chakra.
Therefore, the most effective attack method is physical attack.
"The Third Gate—The Gate of Life—Open!"
As Orochimaru roared, his skin instantly turned red, and visible green chakra coiled around his body, as if merging with him to form a giant green python.
Although physical combat is not my forte —
but----
Kick a dragon to death —
That one kick from me was enough!
Li Lianhua —
A running snake!
Orochimaru moved like a python, flipping in mid-air and kicking the head of the water dragon summoned by Voldemort!