A rare meeting of the Akatsuki.
After discussing for a long time, nothing was reached.
The group had absolutely no clue about the mysterious man impersonating Pain.
Pain had no choice but to send Black and White Zetsu to investigate in secret.
The main purpose of the meeting was to inform all group members that the second pair of Rinnegan had appeared in the Shinobi World.
If you encounter anyone claiming to be Pain in the future, remember to verify their identity using the coded message.
Haruma, disguised as Hidan, carefully memorized the code and nodded knowingly:
"That guy is despicable! Not only did he deceive my feelings, but he also stole Kakuzu's manhood!"
"If I ever encounter him again, I'll definitely tear him to pieces and offer him to the Lord Jashin!!"
Amegakure
The sun was nowhere to be seen, and a light rain was falling.
Konan frowned and asked softly, " Nagato, should we postpone the plan...?"
"It's not just the mysterious figure who suddenly appeared, but also the organization's financial problems..."
Nagato's true form, pale-faced, shook his head as he sat in a specially made wheelchair.
"I'll leave that person's identity to Black and White Zetsu to investigate. I'll personally take action when the time comes!"
"As for the organization's funds... send two more teams to help Kakuzu and Hidan."
"The plan absolutely cannot be delayed; we don't have much time left..."
"Cough cough..."
Seeing Nagato, Konan felt a pang of heartache in her eyes.
At the age of thirty, he had the emaciated body of a centenarian.
Suppress war with pain and terror, and bring the world to peace.
This is the meaning of Nagato's continued existence, and the only belief he holds fast to.
Konan knew she couldn't dissuade Nagato, so she could only stay by his side in silence.
Yugakure
Located in the northeastern part of the Land of Fire, it is known as the ninja village of the forgotten battlefield.
Famous for its beautiful natural environment and hot spring baths, it is also the village where Hidan was born.
Steam billowed and smoke swirled.
Haruma lay in the bathtub with her eyes half-closed, looking completely relaxed.
Kakuzu, dressed in a black robe, sat by the pool, his eyes gleaming green as he counted the cash in his hand.
Although none of this money goes into my pocket, the process of counting it is still a kind of enjoyment.
I've made quite a bit of progress these past few days; working with Haruma is much more efficient than dealing with that guy Hidan.
"We're not far from the Fire Temple, are we?"
Wearing a bathrobe, Haruma floated back and forth on the water's surface.
Upon hearing this,
Kakuzu pulled out a map from his pocket, carefully compared it for a moment, and replied in a deep voice, "We'll set off tomorrow morning and should arrive by noon."
The Fire Temple, located within the Land of Fire, is not far from the Yugakure.
This time, Haruma's target Chiriku, one of the original Twelve Guardian Ninja.
He is also one of the current abbots of the Fire Temple.
"Alright, let's enjoy ourselves tonight."
"It's time to serve the Lord Jashin a special meal tomorrow."
The target was identified even earlier than in the original story, and besides the high bounty...
The characters that followed were what Haruma was more interested in.
If you don't nip the problem in the bud, it will only grow deeper in the spring!
The next day,
The sun is shining brightly.
On the rugged mountain path, Haruma, dressed as Hidan, and Kakuzu climbed in silence.
They traveled together in silence the entire time.
The atmosphere seemed awkward, but in reality, both sides were satisfied.
Haruma isn't the kind of guy who talks a lot and is boring, or who likes to use talk-no-jutsu like Naruto.
Kakuzu is not a precious object like Suigetsu or Shisui.
Several days of cooperation,
Haruma's assessment of Kakuzu: Taciturn, obedient.
Five-star review!
Kakuzu, who was on a mission with his boss for the first time, also felt it was a good match.
With a clear goal, all I want is to make money!
Unlike Hidan, who keeps babbling incessantly.
Full marks!
Before long, the two finally arrived at their destination.
A large temple deep in the mountains, with magnificent architecture.
Before even reaching the entrance, one could faintly hear the sounds of chanting and reciting Buddhist scriptures from within the temple, rising and falling in waves.
On Haruma, carrying a blood-stained scythe, he looked up at the wooden door, which was more than ten meters high, and the human-shaped stone statue beside it.
"Clang, clang!"
On Haruma, a sickle is used to strike the wooden door, creating ripples.
"The combination of Barrier Ninjutsu and Sealing Jutsu... looks like that guy's got some skills."
"Pity,"
"The technology and ideas are good, but the actual strength is still a tiny bit lacking."
Haruma raised his crimson scythe, slightly increasing the force in his hand, and delivered a diagonal slash!
"Boom!"
The barrier activated by the human-faced stone statue exploded the moment it lit up!
Stone statues and wooden doors flew off, debris and dust filled the air.
The chanting in the temple paused abruptly, and the monks immediately looked towards the main gate!
Who are you people?!
A pale-faced monk stood up, glaring angrily at Haruma, and shouted, "Don't you know this is Lord Chiriku's place of seclusion?!"
With a bright smile, Haruma raised her arm and swung the hemp rope in her hand.
The hemp rope is connected to the sickle handle,
The blood-red light spinning rapidly overhead resembled a helicopter propeller.
All that could be vaguely seen was a blood-red phantom and gusts of strong wind!
Looking at the group of monks before him, Haruma Tian grinned and said:
"I worship Jashin, while you worship Buddha."
"We really are destined to meet!"
"Unfortunately... this is a karmic entanglement."
The words fell
Haruma loosened his grip on the hemp rope, and a blood-red phantom, like a flying guillotine from a martial arts novel, flew straight towards the necks of the monks!
On Haruma, with just a slight tug on the hemp rope, the giant scythe, spinning as if propelled by an arm, floated up and down.
The monks, of varying heights, looked on in horror, but they had no time to flee or hide.
"Thump..."
"Thump..."
In a moment, they all fell down in a row.
"Pfft pfft pfft,"
Like the sprinklers on the lawns of European-style manor houses,
A dozen or so blood-red fountains erupted simultaneously two seconds after everyone had fallen to the ground!
A dozen or so heads, stained with drops of blood, rolled all the way into the depths of the temple.
You all deserve to die!!
Bald head, monk's robe,
His sharply defined, sun-kissed face was contorted with rage, his brows furrowed.
Chiriku had just stepped out of his room when he heard a loud noise while reciting the sutra.
What I saw before me was a scene of utter horror, like something out of hell.
The headless bodies of the fellow disciples, and the heads that rolled to their feet.
The terrified look in Chiriku's eyes, which hadn't closed, instantly enraged him!
"Secret technique!"
"Come to welcome· Senju Kill!!"
A golden phantom, seated cross-legged behind the land, glares angrily as a Buddha Vajra!
Bang bang bang!
Thousands of golden fist-shaped shockwaves shot straight towards Haruma Kakuzu and the other person!
On Haruma, he moved like a dragon, effortlessly wielding a blood-red scythe amidst thousands of fist imprints.
"Hey, monk."
"Why are you attacking and killing us without even knowing the facts?"
While dodging, Haruma teased, "Looks like your Buddhist practice isn't very serious, is it?"
"What kind of monk starts fighting and killing right from the start? Don't you even ask your fellow disciples who killed them?"
really.
A loud noise was heard inside the house, but when they came out, they only saw a corpse.
Chiriku didn't actually witness the murderer killing anyone.
Wasn't it done by these two people?
Upon hearing this,
Chiriku's attack weakened slightly, and he frowned as he looked at Haruma, who had spoken. "Are you sure our fellow disciples weren't harmed by you two?"
"It wasn't the two of us who did it."
A wicked smile crept across Haruma's lips. He even raised the giant scythe in his hand, allowing Chiriku to clearly see the traces of crimson remaining on the three curved blades.
"It's this knife."