Chapter 612: The Spiritual Trainer



Alexander came to the destroyed Naruto world where only Saitama was the living being left.

"What the hell happened here?" Alexander asked him.

Saitama looked at him from the stone he was sitting on. "Ah, you're here. I was attacked by the left-hand guy of Zulrak. He was called Thunderbird something."

"You too? I was attacked by his right-hand guy. It seems Zulrak is upping his game. He's going after worlds I've been to. Saitama, I have a new mission for you. You are now allowed to use all means needed to track and destroy Zulrak's forces. You are already connected to Phixheim so no matter where you go, you will always be in reach of me.

"We must fight back this time. Kill any of his subordinates you see." Alexander decided.

Saitama agreed on this. "Yes, but for now, can you repair this planet? I was able to save the people, but they still need a place to live."

Alexander waved his hand, "Sure, here you go."

So, the whole planet's surface started assembling itself back. All the broken pieces put themselves back together as if never broken. Alexander even healed the damage done by the war.

"Ah, so you are in Naruto world, though not the one I went to though," Alexander muttered when he realised it.

Soon, the planet was fully fixed and things looked normal. "Okay, go and tell Azula to bring everyone back. You can come to me to talk whenever you need to. Don't be shy if you need any help. Take care, son."

Alexander left after that. But, Saitama felt something today. He was just called son by Alexander and it was really heartwarming. Unknowingly, a small smile crept across his face.

*POP*

"What's with the smirking?" Azula asked as she appeared.

Saitama shook his head, "No, nothing. Let's get back to work."

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As expected, Zulrak was in anger. He was boiling in it. The only person to have beaten him in anything till now was just the old man, God. But this was the first time that a no-name person did it.

He might not have felt so offended if it was Alexander but Saitama was not even the right or left-hand person of Alexander. This time, he was on the receiving end of how he thought people felt about him.

*BAM*

Zulrak punched Zeneff in the stomach. It was a strong and hard punch that made Zeneff kneel down in pain. He was trying to breathe. Adding to his already injured body. His one arm was missing and 80 per cent of his bones were broken by Saitama's last punch. If he was even a second late to escape he would have died by being turned into a paste.

"Forgive me, God. I have brought shame upon you, please give me another chance. I will redeem my mistakes." Zeneff pleaded. He was still emotionless though, it was just the way he was made. He didn't show emotions.

Suddenly, Alexander heard the voice of God.

He looked up and guessed why God contacted him as it was usually him doing it.

"Hello, old man, how are you? What party are you throwing now?" Alexander asked.

"Oh, you hurt me with your words, son. I don't party all the time. Only 5 times a week. Anyway, I am preparing the army of Heaven. I thought that you only lacked in the subject of spirituality. Your physical power and thinking are on the right path. But, if you want to be a true god, you need balance." God advised.

Alexander nodded, "I know, I also think I can gain something by being more spiritual. Bunpuku was good enough for teaching mortals though so I stopped training in that field."

"Exactly, that is why I am sending you a good man. He is a sage, a man who ascended to beyond any man had ever done. He will be teaching you. Oh, I need to go now, I need to have a chat with Lucifer. That admirer of yours, Deadpool, has been causing some trouble in heaven since he got promoted and got access to the upper realms. Take care." God rushedly said farewell and went away.

Alexander could not even ask who would be coming to teach him.

"Greetings,"

Alexander heard someone behind him. He was shocked because he did not feel his presence before. He turned around and saw a man. Over 6 feet tall, had had a golden brown skin colour, top knotted dark hair and elongated ears.

He was wearing orange-coloured robes and stood in with hands in prayer position in front of his chest and making a small bow. He radiated a different kind of aura. It was utterly peaceful and warm.

Alexander smiled widely. He recognised this person easily.

"Hahaha, hello, Gautama Buddha." Alexander greeted back with a bow and namaste respectfully.

[A/N: Okay, now the training to get stronger starts. Though it will be happening alongside as the arc moves forward.]

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