"Uncle Bee, go protect Naruto!"
"Itachi, take your pick!"
With that, Zhou Cheng headed toward one of the explosions. After two steps, he located a Flying Thunder God marker and vanished.
An instant later, he appeared on the other side of Konoha.
A palm-sized turtle now sat on his shoulder. It was the Three-Tails.
Zhou Cheng did not feel comfortable leaving it home alone. By his side was undoubtedly the safest place for it.
His arrival sent cheers ringing through the crowd. With him there, they felt utterly safe.
The spot Zhou Cheng had chosen was where Pain was attacking in person.
In all of Konoha, he was the only one who could stop Pain.
"Have you really thought this through?"
"Don't end up doing all the work for someone else to reap the rewards!"
Zhou Cheng rescued a shinobi whose soul the Naraka Path was about to extract, then looked at the Deva Path.
"Even after everything I said, you're still insisting on your own way."
The Deva Path stood quietly, his face expressionless.
"Only power greater than the tailed beasts can bring the five great shinobi nations into an age of deterrence and ensure true peace!"
Zhou Cheng curled his lip. That naivety was as endearing as it was infuriating!
"Do you think that kind of peace means anything?"
"All anyone will think about is how to counter the powerful weapons in someone else's hands, not how to preserve peace."
"Tools of war like that have no life in them at all!"
The Deva Path did not answer. He merely stared coldly at Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng shook his head slightly. Forget it. There's no reasoning with him!
Then let's fight!
Blue-green chakra rose around him, and a gigantic skeleton enclosed his body.
"Everyone, get at least a