Beep, Student Card!

"The leader's methods are indeed beyond Pain can match. With a few casual schemes, he won over almost the entire Konoha, and at the same time cleared our identities. Now that I think about it, Danzo's rebellion may have been part of the leader's plan... no, to be precise, it should be said that it was pushed by the leader himself!" Orochimaru smiled, his narrow eyes squinting.

"Time was short, and the methods were too simplistic and crude. Perhaps some of them, like you, have already guessed part of the process. But it doesn't matter. The goal has been achieved. The power of dreams has deeply penetrated people's hearts. Even if the higher-ups of Konoha try to stop them, more people will try to bypass them and access the power of dreams." Roy shook his head and smiled.

"Huh? Was everything that happened today orchestrated by Brother Roy?" Deidara, belatedly realizing what was happening, looked at Roy with eyes full of admiration and awe. "Brother Roy truly is a top-tier artist; I had no idea!"

"Indeed, even if they guessed something, they don't have the ability or courage to stop it. Moreover, those people probably have the same question as me: why did you, leader, choose to spread such a powerful dream?" Orochimaru asked curiously.

"Naturally, it's for world peace!"

Orochimaru's lips twitched slightly, and he praised against his conscience, "The leader truly deserves to be called the conscience of the Shinobi World. His vision and magnanimity far surpass those of the so-called Five Kage. It seems that our Dream God Sect will have to take maintaining world peace as its mission from now on!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The continuous explosions could be heard for dozens of miles away. Thunder roared and the earth trembled, as if the world was about to crack open.

Snap, snap!

That's the crisp sound of origami falling to the ground.

"My Paper Angel Technique... it actually fell off. I never expected it to consume so much Chakra, but it's finally over. Madara, he must be..."

"You're dead, aren't you..."

Hearing the whisper of God of Death behind her, Konan froze, staring blankly at the long black rod that had pierced through her lower abdomen. She stammered in disbelief, "How could this be... You should have been blown up! I meticulously planned the entire tactic, conducted precise simulations; it couldn't have failed. Why..."

"Izanagi, a forbidden technique of the Uchiha Clan that breaks the boundary between illusion and reality at the cost of permanent blindness!" the Masked Man said coldly.

"Izanagi, isn't that the power supposedly controlled by the Sage of Six Paths? Why do you..."

"The dead don't need to know so much. Now, tell me the whereabouts of Nagato and the Rinnegan!"

With all her Chakra depleted, Konan was almost powerless against the genjutsu of the Mangekyo Sharingan. By the time she regained consciousness, "Uchiha Madara" had already obtained the answer he wanted to know.

"Hateful..."

"What a pity. If it weren't for Nagato's betrayal, you could have witnessed the birth of New Era with me. Now, let me send you down to reunite with them!"

Da da da!

The steady footsteps approached from afar, each step seemingly traversing an endless distance. Konan struggled to look ahead, her vision blurred by the rain. She could only vaguely see the pupils of "Uchiha Madara" contracting violently beneath his mask, his eyes filled with lingering shock and hesitation.

"It's you?" Obito a deep breath, recalling the fear of being dominated that day, the power and speed that exceeded the Human Limit, which still made his body ache faintly even now.

"You're surprised to see me?" Roy walked over step by step, as if stepping on the rhythm of Obito's heartbeat, making him feel heavy and breathless.

"It's him?" Although her vision was blurry and she could hardly make out who it was, Konan still recognized the person by their voice. She wondered with a mix of surprise and uncertainty why "Uchiha Madara" was completely outmatched by Roy. Could it be that Roy's strength was even above that of Shinobi World legend like "Uchiha Madara"?

Obito did not answer Roy's question, but calmly replied from his heart, "I am not his match now, and I cannot fight him. I will make plans after I obtain the Rinnegan."

Having learned his lesson once, Obito was naturally not foolish enough to fight a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex head-on. He decisively Virtualization entered the spatial vortex, his scarlet right eye under the mask fixed on Roy, as if trying to etch him into his heart.

Roy didn't stop him. Uchiha Obito nothing to fear. Even if he became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, he wouldn't be much of a threat to him. In fact, he needed Obito to push for the outbreak of the Fourth Ninja World War. Only in pain and despair would people try to fill the void in their hearts.

Konan's beautiful eyes widened, her rosy lips slightly parted, incredulous at what she was seeing. The "Uchiha Madara," who had been hiding behind Nagato and was unfathomable in their eyes, had chosen to run away without a word after seeing Roy. Was this newcomer, whom she had personally recruited into the Akatsuki, a little too strong?

Soon, the aftereffects of excessive blood loss took effect, and Konan staggered and was about to fall, but the next moment she was caught in someone's arms.

Sensing that Konan's weight was almost non-existent, Roy muttered to himself, "No wonder she's a two-dimensional character!"

"You..." Konan's pretty face flushed red as she murmured softly, not because she was being hugged, but because Roy's right hand went through the hole in her clothes and pressed against her lower abdomen, the electric shock-like experience making her almost limp as mud.

The warmth emanating from her warm hands not only healed her injuries but also made her body increasingly hot. Despite being in the pouring rain, she felt as if she were in a furnace, an indescribable sensation swirling within her.

The skin in his hands was delicate and warm like jade, and the fragrance of her hair lingered. While Roy's heart fluttered slightly, he remained silent. This woman's body was far too sensitive. Just a slight touch to her lower abdomen made her look so tempting, as if she wanted him to be a beast.

"Be careful, don't let... Uchiha Madara... steal the Rinnegan!" Konan struggled to raise her swan-like, jade-like neck and whispered softly under Roy's chin.

"It's too late. That person knows Space-Time Ninjutsu. They should have already taken the Rinnegan and escaped by now." Roy felt agitated, as if he was being teased by Konan's aura.

"Rinnegan, yet he doesn't dare show himself. Such audacity couldn't possibly belong to Uchiha Madara. It seems we've all been deceived. But who exactly are you, and why did he see you..."

Konan was about to press for more information when she felt Roy's right hand gently caressing her lower abdomen. She let out a soft moan and gave in, her cool and fair face becoming alluring and her eyes captivating.