"Play it again."
Tsuchikage In the office, candlelight flickered in the middle of the night.
Ōnoki pressed the war-damaged scroll with fluffy corners back on the table, and tapped the armrest with his thin fingers again and again.
In the screen, Konoha ANBU's movements were slowed down to one-tenth of the original speed.
The cup of hot tea on the corner of the table has long since cooled down, and the cold sweat from Ōnoki's forehead fell along the brow bone to the table.
"Stop."
The dry palm pressed against the Chakra projection, and the picture was frozen at the moment when a Konoha guard punched Hand Seals.
"Look at this hand shape, the tiger's mouth of Tiger Seal is completely empty!"
Ōnoki turned his head and stared at the several Jonin behind him, his chest rising and falling violently.
"Look at the speed of this Hand Seals, it is also ridiculously slow, it is the level of Chunin!"
The room was eerily quiet, and the Jonins also looked at each other.
The video continued to rotate, Wind Release and Fire Release smashed into Konoha's armor formation.
The entire snowfield was swallowed up by Kakkō, but the technique did not tear the armor apart at all.
Chakra followed the armor pattern and penetrated into the core of the chest armor. The blue light turned from dark to bright. The armor operator actually used the enemy's ninjutsu to make up for the Chakra he had consumed.
In the next scene, brown vines come out from Frozen Ground, and the wooden wall blocks wind and fire.
The back of the chair was knocked out by Ōnoki with a muffled sound.
"MUJI Wood Release, absorb ninjutsu and convert it into energy..."
Ōnoki My mouth feels bitter.
"Those soldiers didn't even move their hands!"
One Jonin swallowed. "Lord Tsuchikage, could there be something wrong with the video..."
"Shut up, my eyes have been watching ninjutsu for sixty years. What kind of Hand Seals have I not seen?"
Ōnoki interrupted him, his eyes fixed on the faint blue light in the picture.
"There is only one answer."
He walked to the window, looked at the Iwagakure defense line outside which was riddled with craters by artillery fire, and clenched the window sill with both hands.
"That armor is the real body!"
Ōnoki turned around and slapped his palm on the table.
"It does not require the user to have any foundation, does not require Chakra control, or even Hand Seals."
"Ninjutsu is a skill that ninjas have honed at the cost of their lives. Now it is stuffed into a set of iron-shell energy generators. If the trash puts it on, it can become Jonin combat power!"
"But Lord Tsuchikage, such a terrifying thing, why has Konoha never been used before?"
"Because they were just made."
Ōnoki sat down again, and regardless of his bleeding palms, he pulled out a piece of top-secret information from the drawer and threw it on the table.
"Three days ago, a small explosion occurred at Konoha Laboratory, and ANBU sealed off the entire area."
"Our spies only saw Medical Corps rushing in and coming out covered in blood."
"Now that I think about it, it was not a failure of the experiment at all, it was a cover to cover up successful research and development!"
The air pressure in the room dropped a bit.
Ōnoki pressed a picture in his mind.
Three thousand or even ten thousand Chakra Armor dressed in gray and white Konoha Genin formed a square formation and pressed towards the Land of Earth hinterland.
They don't need to practice Taijutsu or understand tactics. They just need to put on armor and raise their hands to fire Wood Release artillery fire.
What is the population of Konoha? Hundreds of thousands!
How long can the Earth Release defense line that Iwagakure is most proud of, be able to hold on in front of that vine wall and artillery fire?
The mountain city will collapse, Mining District will fall, Tsuchikage Building can be broken through!
"No, we absolutely cannot let Konoha monopolize this power!"
Ōnoki Veins popped up on his forehead. He took a deep breath and glanced across the room like a knife.
"Contact Hidden Cloud Sunagakure Kirigakure Sancun immediately and send copies of all the videos and battle reports!"
Ōnoki roared loudly and waved wildly toward the door.
"Drag both Kazekage and Raikage in, and don't miss Kirigakure either."
"Today Konoha can use this thing to beat Iwagakure, and tomorrow he can crush their village. Go summon ANBU, right away!"
The secretary rolled out of the door with the scroll in his arms. He stepped on the copper basin next to the door and splashed cold water on the floor.
Iwagakure ANBU's elite people are kneeling on one knee in Tsuchikage's office.
Ōnoki handed the newly written urgent letter to ANBU Captain.
"Copy three copies and go in three directions. Use the fastest Ninja Hawk."
"If you meet someone from Konoha on the road, don't be reluctant to fight. Preserving the information is more important than preserving your life. It must be delivered to Sanying within three days!"
"Yes!"
The communications class opened the original volume and copied Barrier Runes to cover the long case.
In less than a stick of incense, three Ninja Hawk broke through the wind and snow one after another and flew towards the night sky in different directions.
"Minato, you'd better not push me!"
Tsuchikage Building Outside, the wind and snow were blowing harder and harder.
On the snowy street a mile away, a black shadow slowly squirmed against the cracks in the ice wall.
Black Zetsu half of his body protruded from the ground, not even breathing.
He just looked up at the three small black dots flying farther and farther away, and his gloomy face slowly showed a strange arc.
"Ōnoki, this old guy's brain works very fast."
Black Zetsu licked his lips hoarsely.
It originally wanted to use Land of Snow's trouble to stir up trouble, but Konoha threw a bigger fire first.
"However, you think you are breaking the game, but in fact you are just helping me move the board."
"The stronger the armored army is, the more the great ninja villages will be unable to sleep. Suspicion and fear will push people to the battlefield for me."
Black Zetsu looked at the sky covered by snow and smiled even happier.
"Fight, it's best to drag all the Konoha people in, and wait until you fight until only the bones are left..."
"Hey hey, hey hey hey..."
The cracks in the ice overlapped, and the figure of Black Zetsu sank into the ground and disappeared completely.
At the same time, Konoha was in the secret room on the third underground floor.
The stove is burning brightly.
Uchiha Ye is leaning on the leather Taishi chair, holding the freshly soaked Longjing in his hand.
Tobi is lying on the back of the chair, and the pictures returned by the intelligence network spread along the way by White Zetsu are being projected frame by frame on the wall of the secret room from its eyes.
[Ding, the strategic fear and loss of control value from Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki is +560000!]
[Ding, the collective fear and three views from Iwagakure's senior executives Collapse Points, +380000!]
[Ding, the fear value from Iwagakure communication class is +126000!]
System notifications rang in my mind one after another, and blue numbers crazily filled my field of vision one after another.
Ye blew the floating tea leaves and took a sip. Fine lines appeared in the cup.
The aroma of tea completely suppressed the cold potion smell in the base.
"This breaks the defense."
Ye put down the teacup and looked at the terrifying balance on the panel, which was approaching the two million mark, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Ōnoki This old man is so embarrassed to give such a big gift during the Chinese New Year."
His eyes fell on the three Ninja Hawk in the projection that had already flown into the night sky.
"Notify White Zetsu who is ambushing along the route to put away his murderous intent, don't touch the letter, and don't let these three eagles fall down."
Ye slowly put the tea lid back on the cup, with a chilling calmness in her voice.
"The more eager they are to recruit people into the game, the more valuable the mineral veins and armor we have hoarded will be when the news spreads."