novelraw Chapter 512 Afei: We, Akatsuki, are a peace-loving organization.
Chapter 512 Afei: We, Akatsuki, are a peace-loving organization.
Chapter 512 Afei: We, Akatsuki, are a peace-loving organization
"You think you can outsmart me, you cowardly coward?"
Lei Yingai's voice exploded in the conference room like a thunderclap.
He had already entered a battle stance, with lightning chakra constantly overflowing from his body, blue arcs of electricity leaping across his skin and making a "sizzling" sound, his eyes fixed on the masked man standing in the center of the conference table.
"Darui!" Raikage growled.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure shot out.
Darui gripped the hilt of his ninja sword on his back with his right hand, and the motion of drawing the sword was so fast that it became a blurry afterimage.
The blade traced a bright silver arc in the air, crackling with lightning arcs.
"Lightning Release: Black Blade!"
Darui let out a low shout, and the lightning energy on his blade surged instantly, transforming into a twisted black phantom.
That cut was too fast.
From drawing the sword to striking, the entire process was as fast as lightning!
Most people in the conference room only saw a flash of black lightning, the air was ionized and smelled of burning, the documents on the table were swept up by the strong wind and the papers flew everywhere.
Mei Terumi's pupils contracted slightly.
Onoki's floating body drifted back half a meter.
Danzo's single eye was fixed on the trajectory of the blade.
Then they saw it.
Darui's ninja sword, that blade wreathed in black lightning, sharp enough to cut through steel, passed right through the masked man's body the instant it touched him!
The blade sliced through the air without any resistance, without the sound of cutting into flesh, and without the explosion of chakra colliding.
The ninja sword slashed in from the masked man's left shoulder and out from his right waist, the whole process eerily smooth.
The black lightning on the blade didn't even leave a single scorch mark on the opponent's black robe.
Darui's eyes widened.
He maintained his slashing posture, his body leaning forward due to inertia, almost colliding with the masked man.
The two were so close that they could see every single line of the tiger stripes on each other's masks.
But his blade did indeed miss.
It struck thin air.
"What—"
Darui's voice was stuck in his throat.
Then he saw the masked man raise his right hand.
The black-gloved hand, with its five fingers together and palm facing forward, suddenly thrust out and pressed against his abdomen.
boom!
A dull thud resounded.
Darui's body flew backward, knocking over the chair behind him, and his back slammed heavily against the stone wall of the conference room.
Fine cracks appeared on the wall surface, and dust fell in clumps.
"Hmph—Damn it—" Darui groaned, slid off the wall, knelt on one knee, clutched his stomach and coughed violently, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"So impatient?" Obito slowly withdrew his right hand.
His voice remained calm, but to everyone else it sounded so mocking.
"It seems you don't really believe in my abilities."
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The conference room was deathly silent.
The only sounds were the crackling of burning wood in the fireplace and Darui's suppressed coughs.
All eyes were fixed on the mysterious person who suddenly appeared using bizarre space-time ninjutsu.
What just happened was beyond their comprehension.
Everyone present clearly saw Darui's slash.
Whether it's speed, strength, or the enhancement of Lightning Release, he has reached the top level of an elite Jonin.
Even if the target is a Kage-level expert, the opponent will at least block, dodge, or use ninjutsu to defend.
But like just now—let the attack pass right through the body?
What kind of bizarre ninjutsu is this?
"Bloodline limit? Or some kind of space-time ninjutsu—" Mei Terumi murmured to herself.
Ōnoki, who was floating in mid-air, also frowned deeply.
His gaze swept back and forth across Obito, trying to find a flaw in that strange ability he had just witnessed.
"Arrogant!"
Raikage A's roar shattered the silence once again.
He took a step, and the solid wood floor beneath his feet shattered with a "crack".
His light yellow hair and eyebrows stood on end amidst the surging lightning chakra, and blue lightning crackled around his entire body, making him appear as if a thunder god had descended to earth.
Lightning Release Chakra Mode, Full Power!
"Shockingly brutal!"
Ai's right hand transformed into a palm blade, and the lightning emanation wrapped around his arm was instantly compressed to its limit, condensing into an incomparably sharp lightning blade.
With a stomp of his foot, his body transformed into a blue lightning bolt, rushing towards Obito at a speed far exceeding Darui's.
This time, Ai aimed not at the torso, but at the neck.
Behead him on the spot!
The lightning blade sliced through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
Wherever it passed, the air was ionized, leaving pale blue trails, and the wood on the table was scorched black by the dissipating lightning.
That attack was too fast.
As we approached Mei Terumi, we only saw a flash of blue light.
Danzo's one eye, which was almost upon him, only caught a fleeting glimpse of his afterimage.
It was so fast that even Onoki narrowed his eyes slightly.
however.
Ray Shadow Ai's palm strike, with its lightning-like power capable of slicing through steel and splitting rocks, passed right through the masked man's neck the instant it touched his skin.
Make an incision from the left side of the neck and exit from the right side.
The lightning blade felt no resistance, no sensation of cutting into flesh, and didn't even sever a single hair of its opponent's head.
It glided smoothly, as if it were gliding through the air.
Ai's eyes widened.
For the first time, an incredulous look of horror appeared in those small pupils.
He maintained his slashing posture, his palm blade hovering in the air to the right of Obito's neck.
The lightning chakra on his body was still crackling, but the palm of his hand clearly conveyed the feeling of cutting through empty air.
"You bastard! What the hell—"
Ai hadn't finished speaking.
Obito moved.
He raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and aimed his palm at Raikage's chest.
At the same time, the skin under his black robe on his left shoulder suddenly began to twitch.
A dark brown vine, as thick as an arm, tore through the fabric and meandered along his arm. The surface of the vine was covered with woody textures, and its tip split into tiny branches.
Wood Release: Entangling Technique!
The vines lunged at Lei Ying as if they were alive, with astonishing speed.
It wrapped around Ai's right arm, spreading upwards along the arm, branching out to entwine her neck, torso, and legs.
The Wood Release vines sizzled under the burning Lightning Release chakra, but their growth rate did not slow down at all; on the contrary, they became even more luxuriant.
"This is!"
Mei Terumi suddenly stood up, causing her chair to tip backward and crash to the floor with a loud thud.
But she was completely oblivious, staring intently at the vine growing from Obito's shoulder, her emerald green eyes filled with horror.
"Wood Release—" Onoki's voice was hoarse.
The old man, who had lived for nearly eighty years, looked as if he had seen a ghost.
His floating body trembled slightly, his aged eyes fixed on the vines that entwined with the lightning shadow!
Wood Release!
The First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, overwhelmed the ninja world, ending the bloodline limit era of the Warring States period!
This ability has been extinct in the ninja world for over fifty years since Hashirama Senju died.
Onoki still clearly remembers that more than fifty years ago, when he was the bodyguard of the First Tsuchikage, he met Hashirama Senju once at the first Five Kage Summit.
The man was just standing there, and the life force he naturally exuded was enough to make people's hearts flutter!
And now, Wood Release has reappeared.
It's about a mysterious person wearing a mask whose identity is unknown.
"Drink!"
The Raikage's roar pulled Onoki back from his shock.
Ai's lightning chakra erupted wildly from his body, and the blue lightning scorched the vines wrapped around him until they were charred black.
The lightning blade on his right palm blade condensed again, and with a horizontal swing, he severed the vines wrapped around his arm and neck at the root.
The broken section of the Wood Release material was burned by the Lightning Release material and turned into ordinary wood chips, which fell to the ground.
Ai pushed off with his feet and retreated rapidly, creating distance between himself and Obito.
As he tore off the remaining vine fragments from his body, he stared intently at Obito, his eyes flashing with a terrifying ferocity.
"You bastard—" The Raikage's voice was forced out through clenched teeth, each word carrying the fury of thunder: "Who exactly are you?!"
Obito did not answer.
He simply withdrew his right hand slowly, and the vine on his shoulder also retracted into his body. The torn black robe automatically healed, leaving no trace.
He stood in the center of the conference table, his single eye beneath the mask slowly scanning everyone in the conference room, finally settling on Shimura Danzo.
Mei Terumi took a deep breath, turned to Danzo, and asked in a questioning voice, "That just now—was that Wood Release?
Danzo remained seated in his chair, seemingly unaffected by the battle, but his single eye was now fixed intently on Obito, its pupil slightly contracted.
Wood Release—how did it end up on this guy?
Could it be that, besides Yamato, other successful experimental subjects were secretly taken away?
Seeing that everyone's gaze had turned to him, Danzo suppressed his shock and slowly said, "It is indeed Wood Release."
"Although I don't know how you obtained the Wood Release Kekkei Genkai—" He paused, his gaze falling on the black robe with red clouds on Obito's body.
In the glow of the fireplace, the red cloud patterns on the hem of the robe seemed to flow slowly.
"But what I care about more is this outfit."
Danzo slowly raised his single eye, looking at Obito's tiger-striped vortex mask: "You're a member of Akatsuki, aren't you?"
The moment the words "Akatsuki" were uttered, the atmosphere in the meeting room changed again.
Mei Terumi frowned, Onoki's floating body paused slightly, and Raikage A's pupils widened in surprise as he examined the clothes.
Even Mifune, who was in the main seat, tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
Akatsuki.
This mercenary organization active in the underworld is no secret to the shadows of the various villages.
They accept war commissions, assassinate political figures, and even participate in coups in small countries.
The intelligence departments of the five great ninja villages have all collected information about the Akatsuki organization, knowing that this organization has at least several S-rank rogue ninja members, whose strength is enough to easily destroy a small country.
This thing in front of me—
"A member of Akatsuki?" Mei Terumi sat back down in her chair, her hands folded under her chin, her emerald green eyes scanning Obito up and down.
"I remember your Akatsuki organization; it hasn't been active for a while."
Obito did not answer the question. Since Pain killed Hanzo of the Salamander a few years ago and took control of Amegakure, the Akatsuki organization began to build Amegakure, and the frequency of missions they took on in recent years has indeed decreased a lot.
He tilted his head, and the single eye under the mask swept over Mei Terumi, Raikage A, and Onoki, finally settling on Danzo Shimura.
"Our Akatsuki organization is a peace-loving organization."
"Of course I want to contribute to maintaining peace in the ninja world."
Danzo, Raikage A, and others naturally scoffed at this line of reasoning.
However, it might be worth making use of.
Ohnoki, meanwhile, stared into thought as he looked at the other man's black robe with red cloud patterns.
He recalled that five years ago, Iwagakure had commissioned this mysterious mercenary organization through underground channels to investigate intelligence about the Land of Stars.
The commission fee is very high.
However, the Akatsuki did bring back some valuable intelligence.
Although that intelligence now appears to be only the tip of the iceberg of the Star Kingdom's strength.
Furthermore, according to subsequent intelligence, the Akatsuki organization appears to have clashed with the Land of Stars during their investigation, suffering considerable losses.
It seems that the feud was formed around that time.
At the same time that Ah Fei wreaked havoc at the Four Shadows Conference.
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On a low hilltop in the eastern suburbs of Star City.
The evening breeze blew across the plains, carrying the scent of grass and earth.
In the distance, the Star City lit up with thousands of lights, which stretched out like a flowing river of light in the deepening night, spreading from the city center outwards and finally disappearing at the edge of the plain.
At the top of the towering Star Shadow Building in the city center, the enormous chakra lamp was already lit.
A bluish-white light formed a striking pillar of light in the night sky, a symbol of the Star Kingdom and a landmark of the entire Youhe Plain.
Two people were standing under a big tree on the hilltop.
Young Sasuke was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved shirt and black trousers, with a gray travel cloak over them.
He stood with his back to the lights of Star City, his short, black, side-swept bangs swaying slightly in the evening breeze. His right eye gazed calmly at the distant city, his face expressionless.
"Wow, it's huge!"
Boruto, standing beside him, murmured softly, his golden pineapple-shaped hair slightly disheveled in the wind.
He was holding "Plow" in his arms, the little turtle with a green back and pink skin, which seemed to be sleeping in its shell at the moment.
The boy gazed at the distant Star City, his azure eyes reflecting the city lights, his expression complex.
"Are you leaving?"
A voice suddenly rang out from the darkness behind them.
Boruto was startled and turned around abruptly. When he saw who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then tensed up again and hugged "Plow" in his arms even tighter.
Mianma slowly emerged from the shadows of the trees.
Young Sasuke did not turn around.
He continued to gaze at the distant Star City, simply nodding slightly.
"Thank you for these past few days."
His voice was so flat that no emotion could be detected.
But Mianma understood.
Thank you for more than just the food and lodging these past few days, and for inviting them to visit the Star Kingdom.
I am especially grateful that he saw the scene of Sasuke, the young boy in this timeline, reuniting with his mother.
For young Sasuke, that kind of scene was a luxurious comfort that he dared not even dream of.
Even if he was just quietly watching the mother and child reunite from afar.
Will suffice.
Menma shrugged, walked over to young Sasuke, stood beside him, and looked towards the distant Star City.
"It's nothing, just a small favor."
He paused, then turned to look at the "plow" in Boruto's arms, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"By the way, how many time periods has this little guy located?"
Boruto hugged the plow tightly, looking at Menma warily: "What are you trying to do? Let me tell you, this is our only way back, don't you dare mess with it!"
Menma smiled gently, but Boruto always felt that there was something else hidden beneath that smile.
He recalled that Mianma had been subtly inquiring about the origin of the "plow" and its approximate location for retrieval these past few days.
"Don't worry, I won't steal it from you."
Menma seemed to sense Boruto's wariness and shook his head: "I'm just very interested in this kind of treasure that can travel through time. After I finish things here, I also plan to send a salvage team to that sea area you mentioned. Maybe we can find something else interesting."
Boruto opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately kept it closed.
He glanced at Sasuke, and seeing that the other did not respond, he said nothing more.
Young Sasuke finally turned to Menma and said, "Before I leave, I want to ask you something."
Mianma raised an eyebrow.
He had actually guessed it long ago.
The young Sasuke specifically asked to meet him on this mountain before leaving, so there must be something else going on.
"Speak."
Menma put his hands back in his pockets and said casually, "Ask whatever you want. I have to give Naruto and Sasuke special training first thing tomorrow morning. Those two kids have been improving pretty fast lately, so I need to increase their training intensity."
Young Sasuke nodded.
"I want to know more information about the Otsutsuki clan."
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