Half a month had passed since Hanzo was eliminated and Amegakure was occupied.
During this time, all of Hanzo's former colleagues, trusted subordinates, family, and friends were tracked down by Nagato and mercilessly eliminated.
In this regard, his methods were the same as Nagato's back then.
This was not a game of good and evil, right and wrong. It was a life-or-death struggle.
Establishing a new order was like farming. Only by pulling the weeds out by their roots could new sprouts grow strong.
Konan was the one tasked with informing the people of Amegakure about the change in power.
The message conveyed was—"The one who defeated Hanzo was Lord Pain... He is a god sent by heaven to end Amegakure's war and save its people."
Amegakure, and even the Rain Country it belonged to, was a nation steeped in religious significance.
Combined with this claim and the undeniable fact that Hanzo had been killed, the people firmly believed it.
But unlike the original Nagato, who truly called himself a god, Nagato's divine title at this moment was entirely for the sake of ruling.
With the tides of the times behind her, Konan naturally became the god's messenger—"Lady Angel."
Lady Angel was the messenger between mortals and god, conveying messages in both directions.
But... their Lady Angel was exhausted now.
To train in the forbidden technique, Night Netherworld Spider Lily, she had gone without sleep or rest for an entire month...
Inside Amegakure's towering spire.
"Does this... feel good, Konan?"
"Mm."
"Is the pressure all right?"
"A little stronger would be fine."
"Like this?"
"Mm... Nagato, you're really skilled at this."
"Konan, turn over."
Konan lay languidly on the soft, comfortable chair.
Meanwhile, Pain Rin stood beside her, her slender fingers moving through Konan's soft blue hair as she massaged