Naruto Bloodline Theory? It's Just Trash

But that was only reasonable.

Breaking with tradition, possessing self-healing abilities, immense strength, extreme speed, and abundant Chakra...

His Chakra felt like a fiercely burning Black Will.

Dark, yet not despairing.

Strange, yet unbelievably incredible.

This kind of uniqueness was probably one of a kind in the entire Ninja World.

More importantly,

Amakawa Mingren had broken with tradition and shattered the rules shinobi had always collectively followed.

His existence would become a thorn in Many People's eyes.

Yet the proliferation of countless evils in the Land of Rain was also a fact.

The girls rescued from the Underground Exchange had already been properly settled.

And those were only the victims they had discovered.

With every passing second, how many innocent people were being harmed?

Therefore, Asuka felt that those people had not died unjustly.

At Konoha's camp stationed in the Land of Rain,

Minato Namikaze brought back the bodies of Shido Akimichi and Kaede Yamanaka.

The examination results came as no surprise.

The killer was the same person as in the previous incidents.

"Lord Danzo, our previous deductions were most likely wrong. The killer may truly not be Hanzo and his men."

Inside the tent,

Minato Namikaze, Shimura Danzō, and the other higher-ups gathered together.

Two corpses lay on the examination table.

Hanzo was known as the Demigod. He was an extremely proud man.

There was no need for him to lie.

And all the evidence pointed toward another armed organization in the Land of Rain... Akatsuki.

The members of the Akatsuki Organization were all shrewd, elusive, and highly skilled at guerrilla warfare.

Their swift, seamless fighting and withdrawal style truly was very similar.

Amegakure had been locked in conflict with Iwagakure, Konoha, and Sunagakure for years.

Hanzo had no energy to concern himself with Akatsuki.

That gave Akatsuki the opportunity to grow and the opening to act.

And no country would permit two violent regimes to exist on its soil.

Furthermore, Akatsuki had recruited mostly young people from the Land of Rain, which would undermine Amegakure's rule at its foundation.

Hanzo must have been deeply anxious about this.

"Win one side over, eliminate the other."

Danzo immediately came up with a plan.

"Find a way to win over the Demigod. Offer an alliance and help them clean up Akatsuki."

Compared to the wild, makeshift Akatsuki Organization, the long-established powerhouse known as the Demigod and the legitimate Amegakure were clearly more worth winning over.

With the tone for their next move established,

Danzo sent his subordinates with a letter to Amegakure.

As long as the negotiations went smoothly and they formed an alliance with Amegakure,

the dawn of the Ninja World War's end would arrive.

Konoha would also become the victor of the Third Shinobi World War.

"Minato, investigate Akatsuki's movements next. We need to know their location and intelligence!"

As the commander overseeing the Land of Rain front, Danzo gave Minato Namikaze another order to gather and confirm information on Akatsuki's movements.

Then, they could contact Hanzo and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Minato Namikaze nodded and left immediately after receiving the order.

Inside the tent,

Danzo looked at the others. "Inform everyone that the killer most likely possesses a Kekkei Genkai. Be extra careful when operating outside."

After saying that, he looked at the bodies of Shido Akimichi and Kaede Yamanaka.

Being able to kill both of them barehanded with taijutsu

was enough to prove that the opponent's physical constitution was astonishing.

Combined with the many corpses left behind in the Underground Exchange,

the killer's brutality needed no further explanation.

However, Kakashi was the most frustrated of all.

He stood outside the tent, looking dispirited.

He had let the opponent get away time and again, yet he had not even seen what the other person looked like.

The unending Rainwater in the Land of Rain had also rendered the Ninja Dog's scent tracking ineffective.

It could be said that he was like a headless fly, repeatedly running into walls.

Having strength but being unable to use it, always trying to outwit thin air... it really felt awful.

The bodies of Shido Akimichi and Kaede Yamanaka had been recovered, but the father of [Gekko] Hayate... Gekko Clan, along with Hokuto Hyuga, were still missing. Most likely... they were still in the killer's hands.

"Perhaps it's because the opponent possesses a powerful Kekkei Genkai," Ninja Dog Pakkun said quietly, squatting beneath the eaves in an attempt to comfort him.

"Kekkei Genkai... what kind of bloodline could it be?"

Kakashi looked up at the gloomy sky, hoping to find an answer.

"Ho ho ho... perhaps it is a bloodline that combines the strengths of Steel Release, Swift Release, and other bloodlines."

At that moment, a hoarse voice sounded as someone pushed aside the tent flap and walked out.

"Lord Orochimaru."

Kakashi turned around and looked at the pale-faced shinobi known as one of the Three Ninja.

Orochimaru, with his long black hair, wore a blue undershirt beneath a green flak jacket.

During this period of negotiations between Konoha and Amegakure, the pressure on the front lines had greatly decreased.

Furthermore, the Ninja World War was already in its final stages, and no large-scale battles were likely to occur.

Thus, Orochimaru had relatively more free time.

"Kakashi, how well have you been using your eye?" Orochimaru looked at Kakashi's Left Eye, which was covered by his forehead protector.

"Same as always. Once I fight at full strength, I easily overdraw my body. Then I have to lie in bed for a whole week..."

Kakashi scratched his head, thinking only that Orochimaru, as an elder, was concerned about him as a junior.

After all, Orochimaru and his grandmaster Jiraiya had been companions since childhood.

They were also both disciples of Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi.

By both sentiment and reason, he would not harm him.

"Ho ho... is that so?"

After saying that, Orochimaru walked away.

Leaving Kakashi with only his back, he was deeply interested in the culprit behind these battles.

Especially... the various abilities the killer had displayed.

Perhaps the killer could become a suitable reincarnation vessel for his still-incomplete S-rank forbidden technique, Living Corpse Reincarnation.

Orochimaru slowly left the camp, his figure eventually disappearing into the curtain of rain...

Sunagakure's Strong, Long-Legged Beauty Pakura

The night was pitch-black.

The sky over the Land of Rain remained shrouded in dark clouds.

A fine drizzle fell upon the earth, leaving not even a trace of moonlight to be found.

Yet the town before them was still illuminated by neon lights and revelry.

It seemed to suggest that even while the Ninja World War raged on, it could continue to survive independently.

And tonight,

this town was destined not to remain peaceful.

After leaving the Underground Exchange, Mingren's killing had never stopped.

Over the past five years, he had traveled countless times through the mountains and lands of the Land of Rain.

He had become thoroughly familiar with every region.

Things he had once overlooked, ignored, or kept buried in his heart now erupted all at once.

Mingren had finally gained sufficient qualification to raise his fist against those evils.

Thieves, bandits, criminal gangs... one after another, they were uprooted and slaughtered.

Tonight, Mingren's target had shifted to this town.

And as Mingren began his series of killings,

someone had already noticed the disturbance.

In a corner of the town,

there was an inn.

A beautiful, fair-skinned Female Ninja with a pair of long, slender legs stood by the window, watching the scene outside.

The forehead protector on her brow clearly displayed her affiliation—Sunagakure, one of the Five Great Shinobi Villages.

Inside the room, several subordinates watched their superior with solemn expressions, not daring to blink.

During the day, they had gone to the Underground Exchange.

Not only had they found the bodies of shinobi from their village there,

but even the wealthy and powerful people they had been assigned to protect had been killed.

They had thought that with the Ninja World War nearing its end,

the danger level would greatly decrease.

Yet they had not expected someone to dare lay hands on the wealthy and powerful...

Such a thing had never happened before.

Pakura turned around, one hand on her waist, a trace of gravity flashing across her face.

It was precisely because her companions and the employers of their mission had gone missing

that she had been dispatched to search for them.

Until she discovered everyone's corpses.

The bodies scattered across the Underground Exchange made Pakura's heart skip a beat.