Land of Rain, Rain Village.
Nagato looked at the Six Paths of Pain before him, and a flicker of pain passed through his eyes.
Nagato slowly formed hand seals, then used Pain as a relay to transmit a signal throughout the entire Shinobi World.
"Projector Technique!"
Nagato lowered his voice.
A small city somewhere along the border of the Land of Fire.
Itachi Uchiha suddenly raised his head as if he had realized something.
"What's wrong, Mr. Itachi?"
As soon as he finished asking, Kisame also turned his gaze toward the ring in his hand.
"Let's go..."
Itachi looked up at the sky, then slowly spoke.
Land of Rivers...
"Art is... explosion!"
A tremendous roar rang out, and a building atop a distant mountain was completely destroyed in the blast.
"Master Sasori, what do you think? Only the sparks that bloom in an instant are true eternal art, right?"
Deidara looked at his hunched, bizarre old partner, who was over fifty, unable to resist seeking his approval.
"I don't really understand your art..."
Sasori gave his assessment helplessly.
"You must have had some realization too, Master."
"Ugh... But tell me, Master, don't you think the rewards for our recent missions have become increasingly stingy?"
"There's not even a hint of artistry."
Deidara looked at the building that had just been destroyed and could not help waving his hand.
Sasori looked at Deidara, then echoed him. "I feel the same way."
"The road to conquering the world still seems very long..."
Deidara sighed.
Suddenly, his finger twitched, and his gaze fixed on the ring in his hand.
The ring engraved with the character "Ao" glimmered faintly at that moment.
He turned his gaze toward Sasori. The ring engraved with the character "Jade" on Sasori's hand was trembling as well.
"Senior Sasori,