The Land of Rain lay at the junction of the three great nations of Earth, Wind, and Fire, and had suffered constant warfare for years.
In its early days, Ibuse Hanzō, known as the "Demigod," had led Amegakure in declaring war on the three nations during the Second Shinobi World War. Though the outcome had been far from ideal, it had at least spared this small nation from being at the mercy of others.
Later, Lord Pain and the Angel had brought new life to Amegakure. This was the shared belief of every Amegakure resident.
Yet Amegakure, shrouded in rainy weather all year round, had unusually cleared up today.
Brilliant rays of sunlight shone upon the faces of every Amegakure citizen.
The towering structure of the Land of Rain,
the sacred ground of God and the Angel, was also bathed in light.
Konan, who had been recovering in bed, opened her eyes. She sensed an unwelcome visitor.
"This is Nagato's corpse. He was killed by Tobirama Senju."
Obito took out a shriveled corpse from the Kamui Dimension and placed it on the ground.
Konan, who had been wary of him, immediately paled when she saw Nagato's corpse.
"Nagato!"
Konan's body trembled violently as she threw herself before Nagato's corpse.
Her fears had come true!
"Nagato's eyes?"
Looking at Nagato's empty eye sockets, a trace of coldness flashed through Konan's eyes.
"Tobirama Senju took them?"
Obito touched the mask on his face. The eye exposed outside it met Konan's gaze without the slightest evasion.
Unable to discern anything from Masked Madara's eye, it seemed as though everything he said was true.
"I'm going to Konoha!" "Don't..."
Leaving behind those words, countless sheets of paper instantly wrapped around Nagato's body. Paper wings emerged behind Konan's back, and ignoring the masked man's attempts