The Rain Country, named after rain.
It naturally lacked no rain, and even after two Chibaku Tensei absorbed the moisture from the sky, a vast amount of standing water still remained on the ground, soaking the earth into a slick and muddy quagmire.
The floating island of the Uchiha Clan plummeted from the high altitude, sinking directly into the wet soil, leaving only a solitary tower standing upon the earth.
Standing beside the tower was Nagato, dressed in a long trench coat with a black base and red cloud patterns.
His long, blood-red hair displayed his identity as a member of the Uzumaki Clan, along with his formidable vitality and chakra.
His emaciated physique and morbidly pale face also indicated that his body was in poor health.
He was none other than Nagato, the second leader of the Akatsuki.
At this moment, Nagato was in the best condition he had been in for many years; he was not sitting in that four-legged mechanical prosthesis. Paralyzed for years, he had now actually managed to stand up successfully.
Indeed, just as Setsuna said, the Uzumaki Clan possesses powerful regenerative abilities.
The mere thought of his years of paralysis instantly sent a chill through his heart. It seems the Rinnegan suppressed my Uzumaki bloodline, while the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path absorbed too much chakra, leaving my physical body without spare energy to repair itself.
Damn it!
If I hadn't been deceived by that fellow Madara, attacked Konoha Village sooner, and obtained the research manuscripts of Setsuna Uchiha, I could have achieved the ideal of world peace long ago.
Nagato's gaze pierced through his disheveled hair, sweeping across the environment he now found himself in, as well as... the identities of the people surrounding him at this moment.
Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki, Fourth