In that peaceful and serene village, the villagers lived by the rising and setting sun, coexisting in harmony like a pastoral painting.
However, on this day, that tranquility was ruthlessly shattered, and an unprecedented atmosphere of terror enveloped the entire settlement.
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing scream tore through the sky, breaking the rural silence like a bolt of lightning that left everyone trembling. As villagers poured out of their homes, they saw a cold and ruthless man—Kakuzu—slaughtering at will. His figure was like the arrival of the Grim Reaper, every step accompanied by the extinguishing of an innocent life.
The villagers were terrified; those familiar faces were now masks of endless fear and despair. They scattered in all directions, attempting to flee this sudden catastrophe.
Kakuzu, draped in a black robe with bloodthirsty light flickering in his eyes, spoke in a cold and vicious tone: "Let's follow the newcomer's suggestion. We'll take one down to show them, then make them join the Akatsuki willingly. I've long since found that arrogant little brat an eyesore."
As his voice fell, the surrounding air seemed to thicken—it was the suffocating scent of death.
Ever since Kakuzu joined the Akatsuki, he had grown accustomed to manipulating the games of money and power, sometimes even counting money until his hands cramped.
But now, in this tiny village, he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration and helplessness. The feeling of being unable to control everything made the anger in his heart burn like a wildfire, desperate for an outlet.
The villagers had never experienced such a brutal scene of slaughter. Their world had only ever known spring plowing and autumn harvests, mutual aid and support; how could they have ever witnessed such a hellish sight? The laughter and songs of the past were now replaced by shrill screams, and their once-warm homes had instantly transformed into a blood-stained Asura.
After Konan nodded, she tacitly approved of this behavior, as most members of the Akatsuki had joined only after a fight.
Deep within the eyes of Itachi Uchiha, the Mangekyo Sharingan silently activated, and those mysterious, powerful pupils instantly radiated a soul-captivating brilliance.
With a low and resolute "Amaterasu," a streak of black flames from hell erupted from his eyes, surging toward the enemy before him—Hidan—as well as the nearby Uchiha Hanabi, Gojo Rin, and Gojo Satoru.
Facing this sudden attack, Uchiha Hanabi, Gojo Rin, and Gojo Satoru reacted with agility. Relying on their solid combat experience and crisis awareness, they leaped from their positions at almost the exact same moment, narrowly avoiding the black flames capable of consuming everything.
However, for Hidan, who was immersed in his fanatical faith, this was an unexpected and painful encounter.
He let out a series of triumphant, wild laughs, looking mockingly at the black flames lunging toward him, even comparing them to a "black watermelon."
Yet, when the black flames truly touched Hidan's body, that laughter immediately turned into a painful roar. "Ahhhhh! What the hell is this?!"
Hidan's twisted face was full of shock and agony; he realized this was no ordinary fire, but a source of pain capable of burning the soul.
At this moment, Kakuzu, witnessing the scene, knew well that Hidan possessed an immortal body and that conventional methods would be difficult to use against him.
He decisively left Konan's side and moved rapidly toward Hidan's location.
Facing Hidan's painful struggle, Kakuzu's expression remained cold, his words devoid of sympathy: "Since you claim to have an immortal body, I shall verify it myself by cutting your body apart."
From a weapon rack at a nearby villager's home, Kakuzu drew a sharp katana. The blade shimmered with cold light, exuding a chilling murderous intent. Without the slightest hesitation, Kakuzu swung the katana with the force of a Thousand Jun, precisely and ruthlessly severing Hidan's head, followed by his limbs one by one.
Although Hidan's body was dismembered, he did not die immediately, still able to let out a painful, low growl: "You bastard..."
This series of actions occurred with extreme speed, the atmosphere on the scene tense and oppressive.
The severed parts of Hidan's body rolled onto the ground, kicking up dust. Despite suffering such heavy injuries, his vitality remained tenacious.
Even though his body was cut into several pieces and his head had rolled to the side, Hidan maintained his conscious awareness thanks to his unique immortality, continuing to utter mocking remarks.
His voice became hoarse because his throat had been severed, yet he made no effort to hide his arrogance: "Since you know I'm immortal and you can't kill me, what can you possibly do to me? I'll just continue to..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by another, more forceful power.
Kakuzu, facing Hidan's provocation, remained unmoved, responding coldly: "Too noisy. Shut up."
He leaned down, skillfully and swiftly drawing thread-like chakra strings from his body, precisely stitching them through the corners of Hidan's mouth to sew it shut.
At the same time, he glanced toward Konan, who was in danger in the distance, silently calculating his next move.
Facing Hidan, Kakuzu did not display much emotional fluctuation; he handled everything with an almost indifferent attitude, as if this were merely part of a daily mission.
He said to Hidan: "Once I finish with that little girl, I'll slowly piece your body back together."
His words revealed an unquestionable determination and absolute confidence in his own strength.
Although Hidan could no longer provoke him with words, the hatred and unwillingness could be read in his eyes.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph..." Hidan's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and resentment. He struggled to make a sound, but because Kakuzu had sealed his mouth with chakra strings, he could only emit muffled whimpers.
His eyes were filled with indignation and helplessness at Kakuzu's actions. Even in such a predicament, that stubborn pride and evil, charming smile still flickered in the depths of his eyes, as if silently telling everyone: Even if my body is torn to pieces, my spirit will not easily yield! Long live Lord Jashin!
Not far away, Uchiha Hanabi saw this scene. A flash of surprise crossed her eyes, then she frowned slightly, saying with a hint of mockery and pity: "Good grief, I didn't expect this guy Kakuzu to actually cut Hidan's body apart. That's truly satisfying."
Kakuzu had deep lessons and practical experience regarding Hidan's immortality.
After all, he had previously been pierced through the heart twice by Hidan's bizarre rituals and curses, experiencing the terror of being on the brink of death.
Once Hidan made contact with an opponent's blood and initiated that mysterious ritual, he could ignore any defense and kill his target unconditionally. Such an ability had caused Kakuzu great harm, and because of this, he understood that conventional combat methods were ineffective against Hidan; only by severing Hidan's body, preventing him from coming into contact with his own blood, could he effectively stop Hidan from performing that lethal ritual.
Therefore, Kakuzu adopted the most direct and effective strategy, unhesitatingly dismembering Hidan's body so that even with his immortality, Hidan could not perform the ritual in this state.
"Uchiha Hanabi, your body flows with the unique bloodline of the Uchiha Clan, carrying the powerful might of the Mangekyo Sharingan. Our Akatsuki organization sincerely invites you to join us, and we also welcome your two companions to become members of the Akatsuki as well. As long as you agree, any corner of the Land of Rain can become your dwelling place; we will ensure your safety and freedom." As she spoke, the Paper Clone created by Konan's Paper Release Secret Technique drifted lightly toward Hanabi.
Watching Konan's paper clone floating in the air, Hanabi already understood the direction of the script.
According to the plot carefully planned with her teammates beforehand, she only needed to display the power of the Mangekyo Sharingan at the right time, while Gojo Rin would play the role of the team's healer with her exquisite medical ninjutsu; as for Gojo Satoru, he would activate the Six Eyes at a critical moment later on—though that would require consuming a certain amount of system points to obtain.
Hanabi smiled faintly, her tone mixed with a trace of provocation and confidence: "Inviting me to join the Akatsuki? Very well, I'd like to see exactly how much weight your Akatsuki organization carries. Why don't you let me witness your strength first?"
Hanabi patted her chest lightly, maintaining a relaxed and easy posture, as if she didn't take the threat before her to heart.
Facing Hanabi's provocation, Konan was not angry; instead, she smiled slightly, a smile that appeared exceptionally cold under the sunlight. She replied: "Since you wish to speak with strength, then we shall follow your wishes and let force decide all of this."
As her words fell, Konan's figure shifted rapidly in the air. Sheets of paper, white as snow, surrounded her like a group of dancing elves, gradually condensing into a combat stance that could not be underestimated.
Seeing this, Hanabi did not show weakness. She closed her eyes tightly, then slowly opened them, activating a pair of Mangekyo Sharingan.
The Shadow Clone technique that Uchiha Hanabi and her companions Gojo Rin and Gojo Satoru used together was, in reality, seemingly only a B-rank ninjutsu, but in their hands, this seemingly ordinary technique displayed extraordinary effects.
The reason for this lies in the fact that this Shadow Clone technique was bolstered by the Six Paths power, bestowed almost entirely by Six Paths Sasuke. The Six Paths power is a supreme energy originating from the Sage of Six Paths, granting the Shadow Clone technique a level of strength and stealth far beyond conventional logic.
By a stroke of luck, Uchiha Ruri had drawn a skill today that could further enhance their Shadow Clones. This skill allowed the chakra of every Shadow Clone created by Uchiha Hanabi and her two companions to be completely concealed, making it impossible for even the most perceptive ninjas or the Sharingan to easily detect their presence.
Uchiha Hanabi hesitated no longer, unleashing the vast chakra within her to its fullest extent. In an instant, a heavy and grand aura surged from her body, and the massive skeletal structure of the second form of Susanoo manifested amidst flashes of lightning and thunder.
Faced with the astonishing power displayed by Uchiha Hanabi, Konan showed not a hint of panic; on the contrary, her expression became increasingly calm and focused. She lifted her right hand, and as her fingertips swept through the air, countless snow-white paper sheets danced like flower petals, swirling and gathering around her.
Under Konan's control, these seemingly soft and powerless paper sheets moved as if they had a life of their own, rapidly arranging themselves into a massive mountain of paper that pressed down toward the Susanoo.
However, hidden within this seemingly simple mountain of paper was a trap meticulously designed by Konan. Every single sheet was embedded with countless Explosive Tags, lying in wait within the paper mountain for the perfect moment to detonate.
The explosion triggered by the Explosive Tags was immense, with scorching flames blooming instantly around the Susanoo like a brilliant, fleeting, and violent firework in the night. Amidst the deafening roar of the blast, the earth trembled, and the air filled with the scent of gunpowder and the metallic tang of high-heat searing.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, Konan's gaze pierced through the swirling haze, focusing on Uchiha Hanabi's Susanoo, which stood unmoved.
Although the explosion just now would have been enough to kill any ordinary ninja, Uchiha Hanabi had intentionally collapsed to the ground, successfully maintaining the semi-shattered form of her Susanoo so that it remained standing after the baptism of the explosion.
After the intense battle, Konan held a scroll containing one billion Explosive Tags, placing it casually beside Uchiha Hanabi. Its heavy weight and the destructive power contained within served as a reminder to everyone nearby that if she wished, she could reduce this peaceful Yugakure to ashes in an instant.
"..."
One billion?
Holy crap!
Uchiha Hanabi was shocked. In the original story, Obito had specifically gone to the sea to disguise six hundred billion Explosive Tags; if it were one billion, Yugakure would likely be wiped off the map.
Faced with this deterrent, Uchiha Hanabi did not show the slightest sign of backing down, despite being shocked by Konan's methods.
Feeling the drain on her ocular power, she wisely chose to retract the Susanoo for the time being. Using this as a bargaining chip, she feigned a complaint in a low voice: "Oh my, it seems my ocular power really can't hold up anymore. Sister Konan, I agree to join the Akatsuki, so please don't detonate those Explosive Tags here. Look at how innocent these villagers are, and I still wanted to go soak in the village bathhouse."
Upon hearing this, Konan was clearly caught off guard; a flash of confusion and surprise crossed her face, as she had clearly not expected such a rapid change from Uchiha Hanabi.
But she soon returned to her usual state. After a brief moment of stunned silence, a smile curled at the corner of her lips as she accepted Uchiha Hanabi's affectionate address: "Oh? Sister Konan? Since you put it that way, I am happy to accept that title. Since you have decided to join the Akatsuki, there is naturally no need to worry about the safety of the villagers here. Although the Akatsuki has a poor reputation abroad, we essentially pursue a greater peace. Just like that couplet you mentioned, which is now lying dirty on the ground—although its exterior is soiled, the desire for peace it embodies actually coincides with our philosophy."
As she spoke, Konan pointed to the white paper couplet on the ground, which had long since been trampled into tatters, with the words "World Peace" still faintly visible.
This scene was quite ironic, yet it subtly revealed a little-known side of the Akatsuki. While their methods of seeking peace were extreme, to some extent, they were just like the villagers who longed for a peaceful life, each searching for the ultimate answer to this world in their own way.
"I'm the biggest fan of Sister Konan from the Akatsuki; you're beautiful and have a sweet voice." Uchiha Hanabi brushed the dust off her body. "My two friends have also decided to join the Akatsuki to achieve the goal of peace!"
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