Ninja creating Chaos in Marvel World - Chapter 6
Chapter 6: Fireball Jutsu
“People who say nice things but actually do greedy things are really dishonest…”
Walking on the long street of the town, Deva’s five senses were magnified many times. Even from a distance of nearly meters, those people’s “rustle and shake” The sound of footsteps seemed to be right next to his ears, which made Deva, who was walking slowly in front, helplessly shake his head, lamenting Fatty Taylor’s dishonesty.
Trying to follow is ninja is the worst kind of decision.
but,
It only takes a little thought to understand this kind of thing.
In this chaotic town, in this chaotic bar.
The best thing to do is not to expose your wealth.
It’s a pity… Deva didn’t provide any deterrent after revealing his money.
If there had been a gun, a small-caliber pistol and money together, things wouldn’t have turned out like this. Fat Taylor would have honestly collected information for himself.
Thinking of this, Deva stopped.
He turned his head and looked at the empty long street and said, “You have been following me for so long, come out.”
I’m not sure whether the other party can understand them. After all, they communicate in many languages in this place.
Sure enough, after Deva finished speaking, several men who were sneaking out came out. Some of them were holding fruit knives, some were carrying sticks, and steel pipes. They were mumbling words that Deva couldn’t hear. I understand very well, but just by looking at their actions, it’s clear what these small town natives want to do.
“It’s robbery!”
Watching their actions, Deva looked both annoyed and amused.
In the morning, he was having friendly exchanges with kind-hearted gentlemen in Brooklyn.
On the contrary, at night he was found by the aborigines of Gulmira Town, who wanted to have a friendly and pleasant exchange.
Now, it can only be said that the tide is turning, who will the sky bypass?
But it’s funny anyway,
For this group of instigated guys, Deva had no intention of letting them go.
After all, Fatty Taylor has to make it clear that some people cannot be offended, so that he can do his best to gather information for himself. It can be regarded as a carrot and a stick in a sense, maybe so.
Facing the aboriginal people, whose number was several times that of Deva, he felt no emotion at all.
No matter how much stinky fish or shrimps come out, they will still be stinky fish or rotten shrimps. Quantity can never make up for the gap in quality.
Deva turned red, and two tomoe appeared in his eyes.
In the dark night, Deva now started to look like a demon who just came out of hell. And his red eyes are like two red light lanterns in dark night.
The aborigines who were originally carrying sticks were also frightened by this unexpected situation, as if a restraining spell had been applied to my body. It didn’t matter whether I stood there or walked away or retreated.
They were stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, they ran away in fear and screaming, shouting words that Deva couldn’t understand. It might be Arabic or Portuguese, but it’s okay if he didn’t understand.
In order to make them more frightened, Deva hands started to move at blinding speed, and he spoke “Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!”
Their reaction was reasonable, and Deva didn’t pay too much attention.
He actually just blew out a huge fireball out of his mouth.
Deva didn’t aimed at people, so fireball fall on the ground, and ground became charred black.
Deva didn’t kill them, because these guys are just poor bastard, who also need to feed their family. And they are being tortured by terrorists.
Deva just saw them running, and soon he got notification for defeating these guys.
He earned 17 points. Which is quite good.
After doing all this, Deva had no intention of continuing to pay attention to the problems of these indigenous people. Instead, he turned around and left, preparing to return to the hotel where he lived.
Come to think of it, tonight should be a good night’s sleep.
As for the news, it will soon reached to the Bar owner Tayler.
…..
Over the next three days,
Deva had nothing to do, he was just waiting for news about Tony from Fatty Taylor.
Then it’s time to get familiar with Itachi’s ability.
Sharingan can be used for Insight and Genjutsu.
Jutsu: Fireball, Dragon Flame, Pheonix Flame, Shadow Clone, Transformation, Substitution, Body Flicker Jutsu, Chakra Enhanced Strength, Genjutsu, Uchiha Flow taijutsu…
Biggest feature of getting Itachi’s template is that his learning speed of any jutsu effect in a fight is unparalleled.
And this is the strength of just 8 years old Itachi Uchiha.
He have not contracted with Crows, otherwise it would be easier to summon them and use them.
But there is another thing. Deva found that his chakra is actually lower than Genin. It means that Itachi already got his terminal illness at that time.
So his chakra growth is slower compared to others.
As for why he can use all kind of jutsu… just because of his unparalleled talent in chakra control.
So he decrease his chakra wastage, and only use bare minimum chakra to display the jutsu. This talent only appeared in Indra Otsutsuki in Naruto World.
Luckily Deva doesn’t get terminal illness from the template. Otherwise this template is more of a curse than gift.
But his chakra improvement will only be equivalent to original Itachi Uchiha.
Because of such low amount of chakra, Itachi only able to display Susanoo for few minutes.
However, after sorting out the powerful power he possesses in detail, Deva himself was shocked. It is difficult to say what level he is at now.
According to his estimate, he is currently at the level of Spiderman in early stage.
After lunch, a tanned and skinny man came to the hotel and found Deva. He said that he was helping the fat man “Tyler” deliver the news. Deva also knew that there should be movement on Tony’s side.
The resistance “freedom fighters” people came, Deva didn’t delay. He hurriedly filled his stomach and rushed to Fatty Taylor’s bar.
I don’t know if it’s because of the broad daylight or if it’s just like this.
The business of Vitav Bar is always so sluggish and deserted.
Pushing open the wooden door of the bar, the musty smell mixed with the wine rushed into his nose, making Deva frown involuntarily.
Fatty Taylor was sitting at the counter, still holding the cup that was almost as big as the barrel and sipping wine. When he saw Deva coming in, his body was a little stiff at first, and there was a trace of panic on his face. But he soon restrained himself very well, the fat flesh on his face was squeezed together, and he showed an ugly smile to Deva.
“It looks like he got the news.”
With this thought in his mind, Deva smiled slightly, walked over, stretched out his hand and said hello.
“Fat Taylor, business looks pretty good.”
“Don’t… barely make ends meet, Mr. Deva.”
After hearing Deva’s words, Taylor’s body stiffened and he stuttered.
Both his tone and appearance looked like he was really drunk.
“A bottle of Dark Beer, the rest is yours.”
He pulled out a lots of dollars and threw them to the fat man. Deva sat on the rough wooden chair and said easily.
“No, no, this bottle is for me.”
Seeing a few bills flying towards him, Fat Taylor shied away in fear.