"Stop asking, senior brother. The guy in front of you is just a corpse. You should go find the real culprit."
Hagoromo interrupted Jiraiya, who was about to ask further questions.
"What?!"
Jiraiya was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hagoromo with disbelief.
"We'll find out when we get there. There are still five guys in Konoha. If we don't hurry..."
Hagoromo glanced at Deva Path Pain, "I'm afraid the old man won't be able to hold on for that long."
Deva Path Pain heard these words, remained silent.
He was hardly surprised that Hagoromo knew these things.
Besides, he couldn't speak either; the Hagoromo had completely sealed him away.
With a sudden burst of strength, Hagoromo pulled Deva Path Pain, directly towards the direction they had just sensed.
Without Konan by his side, Nagato can't escape.
Jiraiya followed closely behind.
Arriving at a giant tree, Hagoromo reached out and ripped off the layer of paper that was disguised as a tree trunk.
The scene was dimly lit. Nagato had tubes inserted into his body, and the lower half of his body was inserted into a device.
The person looked like a skeleton, and was now raising their head to look at Hagoromo.
Jiraiya, following behind Hagoromo, walked in step by step, his gaze fixed on the disciple he had once taught.
He glanced at the machine first, then his gaze fell on the emaciated figure, his eyes filled with heartache.
"Nagato..."
"Jiraiya- sensei."
Nagato's voice was hoarse; although he addressed her as "teacher," his emotions remained completely unmoved.
It's as if this is just a title.
Jiraiya lifted his foot, intending to walk over.
"Please don't go any further, otherwise, although my physical body can't withstand it, it's still capable of using my abilities."
Nagato's Rinnegan stared intently at Jiraiya, issuing his warning.
"Why!"
Jiraiya, filled with suppressed anger and grief, suddenly raised his voice and questioned Nagato.
"Why?"
Nagato murmured the question, a fanatical and obsessive light gradually emerging in his Rinnegan.
"Because I want this world to feel pain! Only by making this world feel pain can I stop the endless strife!"
"This is also a lesson I learned from the day Yahiko died."
Yahiko?!
Jiraiya then looked at Deva Path Pain in Hagoromo's hand, so this Pain really was his disciple, Yahiko.
And he died more than ten years ago?
Because, at most, Deva Path is only in his twenties.
"That's not the truth, Nagato, that's despair!"
Jiraiya looked at Yahiko's corpse in Hagoromo's hands and shouted.
"It's my fault for failing to protect you, for failing to guide you onto a better path... It's all my failure."
"But Nagato, don't let your pain become an excuse for the whole world to fall into an even deeper abyss!"
Hagoromo didn't speak. How should I put it?
Although Jiraiya usually seems unserious, he has some rather naive ideas.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have spent over a decade searching the world for the so-called Child of the Prophecy.
Nagato's body trembled uncontrollably; Yahiko's name and Jiraiya's words pierced his heart like a sharp knife.
He raised his head, his eyes filled with madness. "Shut up! You don't understand! The moment Yahiko died in front of me..."
That naive me is dead!
After saying that, Nagato looked at Hagoromo and said, word by word, "Sawada Hagoromo, would you like to become a member of the Akihito?"
This was a plan that Hagoromo had already devised when Nagato arrived, guided by her senses.
Hagoromo is very strong, so strong that even Deva Path Pain couldn't defeat him. This kind of person is very suitable for the Akatsuki.
Hagoromo looked at him as if he were an idiot, her gaze devoid of any other meaning.
"Turn your gaze away, this is God's final warning!"
Nagato was stung by Hagoromo's gaze and shouted coldly.
"Sorry, I don't like an organization that's just playing house."
Hagoromo refused outright; only a fool would join Akatsuki.
Like a nested doll, Obito bewitched Nagato, Madara Uchiha controlled Obito, Black Zetsu deceived Madara Uchiha.
One side envisions a world at peace with nuclear weapons, while the other is preparing to let everyone in the world dream about it.
Nagato's ideals, even if naive, at least had a certain level of sophistication; Obito, on the other hand, was just a complete idiot.
"Then, Sawada Hagoromo... Jiraiya, let you become part of this suffering, let your deaths become the foundation of peace."
Nagato's words echoed endlessly in the tree hollow.
Seeing this, Hagoromo smiled and put Yahiko, whom he was carrying, on the ground. "You should have said so earlier."
Jiraiya Nagato so stubbornly unrepentant, Jiraiya's heart sank to the bottom.
If he comes alone, even if a fight breaks out, he can still try to persuade him to stay calm.
However, Hagoromo is right next to them, and the old man is still fighting with other Akatsuki members.
He can no longer afford to be so indecisive.
Thinking of this, Jiraiya assumed a fighting stance, his eyes becoming sharp and sorrowful.
"Since... you refuse to listen, then as your master, I must fulfill my final responsibility and stop you here!"
His tone was full of determination and helplessness.
"Hehehaha!"
Nagato looked at Jiraiya and Sawada Hagoromo in front of him and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Come! Let us settle our karmic debts!"
Before he finished speaking, a powerful surge of Chakra erupted. Although it had split into Six Paths, it didn't mean he couldn't use it.
"Summoning Technique!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
White smoke exploded directly inside the tree hole, and the next instant, the enormous spirit beast blasted open the tree hole.
A soaring, strange bird carried Nagato and his equipment, leaving behind a rhinoceros and... a panda?
Howl--!
Fire Style: Great Flame Bullet!
Jiraiya's mouth bulged high, and a huge fireball roared out, instantly engulfing the rhinoceros charging at the forefront.
The panda behind them then leaped and landed directly in the direction of Jiraiya and Hagoromo.
"Summoning Technique!"
Jiraiya slammed his palm into the ground, bang!
A huge plume of white smoke erupted, and the panda that was hurtling towards them was deflected by a steel fork.
"Jiraiya?"
Gamaken looked up at Jiraiya and said in a muffled voice.
"Ah, Gamaken, I'll have to trouble you."
Jiraiya spoke with a serious expression, his gaze fixed on Nagato above him.
"Although I'm very useless, I will try my best."
As he spoke, Gamaken swung his huge steel fork and struck a fighting pose.
"Hagoromo, could you leave this to me for now?"
Jiraiya, still clinging to a sliver of hope, shouted down at Hagoromo below.
This guy...
Hagoromo, standing at Gamaken's feet, covered his forehead. Damn it, he didn't want Jiraiya to get involved, but this guy had been bothering him for a while.
"Okay, but I only have twenty minutes."
After Hagoromo a deep breath, Yu Yi spoke slowly.
The arrangements made by Konoha will take at most half an hour.