Northern Land of Water.
Three kilometers outside the mine, amid a field of jagged rocks.
Deva Path Pain stood motionless atop a boulder, his Rinnegan gazing coldly down below.
Konan stood beside him, sheets of paper drifting slowly around her.
Behind the two stood five more figures-Naraka Path, Human Path, Animal Path, Preta Path, and Asura Path.
The Six Paths of Pain had all mobilized!
"He's here."
Deva Path Pain suddenly spoke, his Rinnegan turning southeast.
Konan formed hand seals, and countless sheets of paper flew from her sleeves, forming a giant paper crane in the air. She leaped onto it, and the crane flapped its wings and rose, allowing her to survey the battlefield from above.
At the same time, two figures emerged from the jagged rocks.
One was tall and wore a black robe with red clouds and a Genbu mask, his presence steady and imposing.
The other was somewhat leaner, also wearing a black robe with red clouds. A white half-mask covered his face, and his one exposed eye was an eerie pale purple-it was Hiruko.
"Leader."
Genbu bowed slightly, his voice hoarse.
Hiruko stared excitedly toward the southeast and licked his lips, thinking, The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan... I'll finally have it.
Deva Path Pain gave Genbu a slight nod, his Rinnegan still fixed in that direction.
A moment later.
Ryota Uchiha stood at the mine entrance, his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan slowly rotating as he surveyed his surroundings.
It was quiet.
Too quiet.
Even the sound of the wind seemed cut off by some force, and a faint sense of oppression hung in the air.
The intel said the Masked Man appeared here...
But there isn't a soul in sight.
Ryōta sneered inwardly.
But he knew the people from the Akatsuki had to be there. They