The Third Hokage Vomited Blood and Fell into a Coma! Root's Ghosts Rekindled Their Schemes!
Outside the intensive care unit of Konoha Hospital, the atmosphere was so oppressive it seemed like water could drip from it.
Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura stood in the corridor, their faces ashen, their hearts sinking as they listened to the hurried footsteps of the medical-nin inside.
"The anger has damaged his heart meridians, and coupled with his advanced age, it's unlikely that Hiruzen will wake up again this time. "Mitokado Homura lowered his voice, his tone tinged with sorrow.
Utatane Koharu, didn't say anything. She just clenched her fists tightly, and a kind of almost manic light flashed in her cloudy eyes.
"It's better if he doesn't wake up," Utatane Koharu said through gritted teeth. "If he were awake, he would only continue to be weak, watching helplessly as Konoha is abandoned by the Daimyo and crushed by Uchiha Gen'yō!"
Mitokado Homura was startled and looked at his old partner. " Koharu, what do you plan to do? The Daimyo only gave us three days!"
Three days to send troops to attack the Uchiha? What's the difference between that and suicide! Utatane Koharu sneered, her eyes turning as cold as a venomous snake. " Hiruzen was right before he fainted. Danzo may be dead, but his legacy remains."
Let's go! To the Root Underground Base!
Half an hour later, the two stood at the deepest part of the Root, which were mostly abandoned.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of medicine and the stench of rotting corpses. The walls were covered with strangely shaped cultivation chambers.
An elderly man with one eye, responsible for guarding the area, stared expressionlessly at the two top advisors of Konoha.
"Initiate the Faceless Ones Plan. "Utatane Koharu, without further ado, gave the order.
A flicker of emotion finally crossed the one-eyed old man's emotionless eye. "Advisors, the Faceless Ones are the ultimate assassins created by Lord Danzo through a lifetime of painstaking work, using various failed attempts to fuse Kekkei Genkai. They have no pain, no emotions, and can even completely disguise their Chakra fluctuations as those of ordinary people or merchants. Once activated, it's irreversible."
"Enough nonsense! Konoha is about to perish, what's the point of keeping them alive! "Mitokado Homura roared.
The one-eyed old man said no more, and pressed his withered fingers on a stone platform covered with seals.
Click!
Accompanied by a teeth-grinding grinding sound, ten culture chambers were activated simultaneously.
Ten pale, humanoid creatures with extremely indistinct facial features emerged from the green nutrient solution. They knelt on one knee before the two men like ten intricately crafted puppets, without making a sound.
Listen up. Utatane Koharu, looking down at these soulless monsters, issued the most vicious order.
You will disguise yourselves as employees of the Daikokuya, the largest merchant caravan in the Land of Fire, and enter the Uchiha Sacred Land with this shipment of supplies!
Mission 1: Find out the location of the power hub for the floating city and the military factory.
Mission Two... Utatane Koharu's lips curled into a cruel smile, "If you can't steal the secrets, then find a way to detonate the Poison Fire Explosive Flames within you near their power hub!"
The bodies of these ten Faceless Ones were stitched together with highly concentrated Explosive Tag and some kind of deadly biological toxin. Once they exploded, they would be enough to turn an area within a kilometer radius into a barren wasteland!
Since Uchiha Gen'yō won't let us live, then we'll all die together!
At this very moment, in the Uchiha Sacred Land, thousands of miles away.
Uchiha Gen'yō was sitting high on the throne of the castle tower, listening to the joint report from Ōnoki and Fugaku below, completely unaware that a bunch of shady rats were about to come and dirty his floor.
Or rather, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
"My lord!" Ōnoki now addressed him with increasing ease, "This is an alliance document from twelve surrounding small countries. They are willing to pay thirty percent of their national treasury revenue annually as protection money, only asking to fly the flag of our Divine Kingdom."
"Only thirty percent?" Obito curled his lip, toying with the newly forged, dark golden Lightning Blade in his hand. "Are these poor bastards trying to Delia?"
"No rush." Gen'yō smiled slightly, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest. "The current Divine Kingdom has no shortage of money. Ōnoki, open up all the trade routes to those small countries. Sell the civilian equipment and basic medical supplies produced by my Uchiha military factory to them at twice the market price. If they want my protection, they must first become my complete economic vassals."
Ōnoki gasped in shock. This lord's appetite was far greater than simply annexing land. He intended to strangle the entire Shinobi World with its economic lifeline!
Gen'yō ignored Ōnoki's shock; his gaze seemed to pierce through the clouds, looking towards the heavens.
I have thoroughly understood the design blueprints for the Anti-World Planet-Annihilating Orbital Cannon. Inabi, the military factory must immediately open a fourth production line and forge meteorite-level Chakra conduction pillars with all its might.
In less than six months, I will make the Divine Kingdom truly ascend into the sky! At that time, even if the Sage of Six Paths were to be resurrected, he would have to bow down under my cannons!
Gen'yō's words were filled with absolute domineering power.
But just as this grand blueprint was slowly unfolding, a greedy gaze hidden in the shadows had already crossed mountains and rivers, fixing its gaze on this juicy piece of meat.