Even the King of Hell Would Have to Give You a Wide Berth
On the sea somewhere in the Land of Rivers.
"Hagoromo, how much longer?"
Atop the clouds, bored out of their minds, Sansan asked with their mouth agape.
The next second, a fist slammed down.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed? Everyone's lying in wait, and you're talking so loudly!"
Because of the punch that brought tears to her eyes, Sansan suppressed her anger and whispered:
"You seem to be speaking louder!"
"Shut up, you rascal! I was only gone for a few days, and you've caused me so much trouble."
"What, you want to be king?"
Hagoromo looked at Sansan at his feet speechlessly. If the old man hadn't sent him a message, he really wouldn't have known that this guy was so bold.
He was even planning to sneak off to the front lines of the Land of Grass! If we hadn't run into him, he would have gotten away.
Ever since he learned that his Yang God Binding could benefit him, this guy has been secretly cultivating his Chakra.
Surprisingly, he actually managed to cultivate Chakra. However, he couldn't learn the Yang God Binding, but he did manage to develop his own unique move based on that principle.
He then kept his eyes fixed on the Tailed Beast.
If he weren't outmatched by the Eight-Tails, this guy would have grabbed Killer B in the village and drained him dry.
"Aren't they going to start a war? Then I'll drain their strongest fighters dry first; isn't that doing a good deed too?"
Sansan pouted, if it weren't for her guilty expression.
Hagoromo almost believed it.
"Don't even think about messing with them, unless you want to be controlled by someone with Black Receiver stuck in your throat."
Hagoromo rested her chin on her right hand and said calmly.
"Control? Who dares to control me--"
The instantly furious Sansan realized halfway through her sentence that the person above her was none other than...
"Don't act innocent after getting the benefit. You've been with me for so long, do you think I really wanted to control you?"
Hagoromo knew perfectly well what that dead cat was thinking.
"Tch, but how much longer do we have to squat?"
Sansan immediately changed the subject and asked, after all, they had been in the air for almost ten hours.
"I don't know, and I really want to resolve this as soon as possible."
Hagoromo looked down at the sea, and even the coastline that Choza had previously hidden was now so small that it could only be seen as a black line.
I flew so high so that no one would notice me. I just beat up Sansan because I was annoyed and took the opportunity to say something.
"Hmm? Is that it?"
Sansan glanced casually, then pointed to the almost negligible black dot.
"Fly down a little, otherwise the communication equipment won't be able to receive the signal."
Hagoromo reached out and patted Sansan's head, and the latter obediently began to slowly descend.
Squeak--
Once they reached a certain altitude, the communication device next to Hagoromo emitted a sound.
"Senior Choza, several ships are approaching from your location at the eight o'clock position."
"Receive--"
After a long while, Choza's voice came.
"It's them! Hagoromo, wait for my news!"
Several minutes later, the sound came again, and Hagoromo upon hearing it.
Now all we have to do is wait.
"Could you please stop laughing like that? It's creepy."
Sansan looked at the Hagoromo on her head and couldn't help but whisper.
"Get ready later, and make this 'rain' fall more intensely."
Hagoromo stood up and began to take out scrolls, unsealing the things she had prepared beforehand.
As the scrolls were unsealed one by one, the water and oil buckets that had been tied up beforehand were hung directly around Sansan's neck.
"So many? Are you trying to dry up the entire ocean?"
Seeing that Hagoromo still hadn't stopped moving, Sansan's eyes widened in surprise.
"This is nothing. If we had more, I would have liked more."
Hagoromo clapped her hands, unsealing the last scroll, before speaking.
Even the King of Hell would give way to you.
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Below, on the sea, Choza stared at the approaching ship in the distance.
He looked around warily, Chunin the Hyuga beside him activated his Byakugan and observed him with all his might.
"Lord Choza, you've arrived!"
As Hyuga Chunin finished speaking, Choza saw the distant sea rising high into the air.
Choza picked up the communication device and shouted into the phone:
"Everyone, full speed retreat! Hagoromo, get ready!"
"Receive--"
On the sea, the camouflaged ships stopped at their designated locations.
They took out signal lights and started flashing them continuously over the sea.
Then the once calm sea began to rise, and a huge submarine, like a steel behemoth, slowly emerged from the water.
Although they had seen it many times before, the people on the Sand Shinobi ship who came over couldn't help but swallow hard.
After all, the submarine was larger than their ships.
Directly ahead, a hole in the submarine opened strangely.
Snap--Snap--
Footsteps approached, and a man wearing a protective mask stepped forward, looking at the ship that was almost within reach, and said:
"You're too slow again."
On the ship, the Sand Shinobi in charge of the transport frowned before replying:
"There's nothing we can do; the people from Konoha are keeping a close eye on us."
"I don't need to know the reason. Go back and tell your shadow."
"Add another 10% to the shipping fee this time!"
The man wearing the protective shield completely ignored the Sand Shinobi and spoke arrogantly.
"Kizō! Don't go too far!"
The Sand Shinobi on the ship were unwilling to accept this and shouted at the man.
Upon hearing this, Kizō, his face hidden behind the protective shield, said with a hint of disdain, "Give it or don't."
Upon hearing this, the Sand Shinobi Ninja leading the group on the ship couldn't help but clench his fists.
If the supplies hadn't been delivered before, he might have killed this arrogant guy right now.
Kizō, however, looked at the few ships on the sea with complete indifference.
Wow, he's really rich! If he wasn't afraid of being hunted down by the Kazekage, he probably would have just robbed it.
That's enough to keep me carefree for a while!
Both of them harbored their own ulterior motives, and for a moment the atmosphere became tense.
After a long silence, the Sand Shinobi Village leader finally spoke, "I'll talk to the village. Let's start the transport now."
"Of course, why wouldn't we do business?"
Kizō arrogantly shrugged, and then the submarine that was stationary on the sea surface began to change.
The originally fusiform submarine gradually extended to include two huge platforms to stabilize the hull on the sea surface.
Seeing Kizō's relaxed demeanor, a hint of apprehension flashed in the eyes of the Sand Shinobi leading the ship, before he waved his hand.
The people on board then began to move about, loading supplies into the pipes that extended from the submarine onto the ship.
More than that --
Kizō glanced at the ships on the water, their hulls beginning to emerge as the supplies were dumped, reducing their weight.
It seems a great battle is about to begin.
No, I need to get ready. I might make money but not live to spend it.
While thinking this, Kizō activated his ability to speed up the transfer of supplies into the submarine.
Meanwhile, dozens of members of the Sea Serpent Group quickly moved the supplies back into place; these supplies would be transported to other locations later.
Um?
Kizō, who was using his Kekkei Genkai, suddenly felt something dripping onto his nose.
"What's going on? Is it raining?"
Reaching out to wipe it off, the greasy feeling spread across my fingertips.
The next instant, alarm bells rang in Kizō's mind: Something's wrong!
This is water and oil!