NIP Chapter 175 Don't worry, there are plenty of these monsters.
Chapter 175 Don't worry, there are plenty of these monsters.
Chapter 175 Don't worry, there are plenty of these monsters.
A light mist hangs over Konoha Village in the early morning.
Danzo suddenly sat up in bed, his chest heaving violently.
The scenes from last night's dream were still vivid in his mind, leaving him somewhat dazed.
Especially the monster Orochimaru brought out in the dream—
"There is no rejection reaction, and it can be transplanted to anyone."
Orochimaru's sinister voice still seemed to echo in my ears, "After transplantation, not only will recovery ability be greatly enhanced, but there is also a very high probability of mastering Wood Release, and it can even reduce the side effects of the Sharingan—"
"The key is that, unlike interstitial cells, it does not require constant suppression."
"More importantly—there are a lot of these monsters."
Every point resonated with Danzo's deepest feelings.
Danzo touched his right shoulder, his eyes suddenly flashing with an intense light that he could not hide.
Yes, that monster is exactly what he craves!
It has no side effects, doesn't require constant suppression like Hashirama's cells, and can even bring Wood Release and powerful life force!
Hearing this in his dream, he almost showed his delight.
When Orochimaru mentioned "there are many," Danzo's heart raced, his breathing quickened, and an arrogant image uncontrollably formed in his mind—if all members of the Root organization were transplanted with this monster, what a terrifying power would be created!
These are immortal, regenerating monsters, each wielding the terrifying Wood Release technique, further enhanced by the Sharingan's ocular power—
Who can possibly stand in his way?
At that time, let alone the mere position of Hokage, it wouldn't be impossible for Konoha to dominate the ninja world!
"Haha," Danzo couldn't help but chuckle softly, his whole body trembling with excitement.
Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still. He got out of bed and hurriedly dressed.
Without even having breakfast, Danzo eagerly set off for the Root's base—
He had to contact Orochimaru as soon as possible to find out what the monster in his dream was all about and whether he could get his hands on it in reality!
Traveling swiftly, Danzo quickly arrived at the Root organization base in Konoha Village.
He hurried through the dark corridor, pushed open the heavy door to the office, and went straight to his desk.
The scene from his dream last night haunted him, and now only one thought occupied his mind: to contact Orochimaru and confirm the monster's information!
He had previously collaborated with Orochimaru on several secret occasions, and he knew how to find him.
Danzo eagerly pulled open the drawer and began searching through layers of confidential files.
The only sound in the room was the rustling of him frantically flipping through papers.
The thought of that monster who could change his fate being so close made him want to drag Orochimaru out immediately and ask him questions face to face.
Unexpectedly, he had only been searching for a short while when there was a rapid knocking on the office door: "Report! Lord Danzo!" Danzo paused, displeased, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
A Root ninja pushed open the door, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Lord Danzo, the Third Hokage has arrived!"
"What?!"
Danzo's pupils contracted, his face filled with confusion. "Hiruzen Sarutobi? What's he doing here?"
What's going on? What's wrong with that old man Hiruzen today? He actually came to the Root base on his own initiative?
Danzo had a variety of guesses flashing through his mind, but he couldn't quite put his finger on them.
Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, his pupils dilated sharply: "Last night—a dream?"
correct!
I was so carried away in my dream yesterday that I forgot for a moment that there was an audience in that dream!
Everything that happened in the dream could be clearly seen from the audience!
Danzo's face darkened instantly, and his heart sank: Did that mean that Hiruzen had seen through his dream of his secret collusion with Orochimaru and his ambition to overthrow Minato Namikaze's rule?!
This... isn't this tantamount to him digging his own grave?!
Danzo was in a state of confusion, feeling a chill run down his back and cold sweat beading on his forehead.
He never expected that last night's beautiful dream would turn into a nightmare that exposed his ambition!
Just as Danzo was in a state of utter confusion, a loud "bang" was heard, and the office door was violently pushed open from the outside and slammed against the wall.
Hiruzen Sarutobi strode into the room with a dark expression. His usual gentle demeanor was completely gone, replaced by barely suppressed rage.
The Third Hokage's eyes were wide open, and his anger seemed to emanate from them in a tangible way.
Danzo hadn't seen his usually kind old friend show such a terrifying expression in a long time, and his heart skipped a beat: It seems that what he did in yesterday's dream has indeed been seen by Hiruzen!
However, in an instant, Danzo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
What's there to panic about!
Even if Hiruzen Sarutobi saw something, it was just a dream!
In the dream, Danzo and Orochimaru conspired against each other, attempting to overthrow the Fourth Hokage's rule. But that was just a dream, not reality!
What is his relationship with the real-life Danzo Shimura?
Thinking of this, Danzo quickly regained his composure, his face once again displaying its usual indifferent and profound expression.
He stepped forward, meeting Hiruzen Sarutobi's furious gaze, and said calmly, "Hiruzen, what are you doing—"
Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't waste any words, coldly stating, "I'm here today to tell you—this one has no need to exist anymore!"
Danzo's pupils constricted sharply upon hearing this, thinking he had misheard: "What did you say?!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi repeated, word by word, as if issuing a notice: "From today onwards, the Root organization is disbanded! All members are incorporated into the Anbu, under the direct command of the Fifth Hokage, Tsunade!"
"You—!"
Danzo jumped to his feet, veins bulging on his forehead. "Hiruzen! Are you insane?! I disagree!"
The Third Hokage's forceful declaration echoed in the cold, dark underground office, almost simultaneously punctuated by Danzo's furious roar.
Danzo's shout, filled with shock and anger, echoed loudly throughout the empty base.
The Root ninjas guarding the area were immediately alerted and appeared from all directions. Several figures flashed into the office and surrounded Hiruzen Sarutobi in the center.
Everyone stared intently, hands on their sword hilts, waiting for Danzo's order to forcefully expel this "uninvited guest" who had trespassed into the Root base—even if the other party was the Hokage of Konoha!
Upon seeing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi, enraged, laughed coldly: "Fine, fine—Danzo, so this is your Root organization?!"
He glanced around, taking in the wary expressions on everyone's faces. His expression grew increasingly ashen, and he suddenly roared, "What, are you trying to rebel?!"
With this sharp shout, a powerful aura exploded forth!
An invisible pressure emanated from Hiruzen Sarutobi, and the air in the entire office seemed to freeze instantly.
As the fog lifted, the Root ninjas around them shuddered, their hair standing on end as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast, and they dared not utter a sound.
Danzo was also taken aback by his old friend's sudden outburst of energy, and a bead of cold sweat slowly trickled down his temple.
Since that night, he has never backed down in front of anyone in his life. Even the name of Madara Uchiha never made him show any fear. The only exception was his old friend, who held the title of the strongest Hokage.
His heart was in his throat: What's wrong with Hiruzen?!
The things that happened in my dream last night didn't really happen in reality, so why did Hiruzen react with such fury?
He didn't cause any actual harm in my dream last night, did he?
Did you really need to send Hiruzen Sarutobi to mobilize such a large force and come straight to our doorstep?!
Seeing the tense atmosphere around him, Danzo quickly realized that he couldn't let the situation escalate any further.
He shouted sternly, "What are you all doing here! Get out of the way!"
The members of Root exchanged glances. Seeing Danzo's anger, they had no choice but to temporarily suppress their hostility and slowly retreat to the outer perimeter.
Even so, they still didn't go far.
Seeing his subordinates retreat as ordered, Danzo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Let him confront Hiruzen head-on in Konoha?
He's not that crazy!
It's one thing to engage in underhanded schemes and schemes.
Today, Hiruzen Sarutobi came knocking on our door in such a grand manner.
If we were to actually break off relations and attack Hiruzen Sarutobi now, what if the Third Hokage caused some trouble here?
Then he'll never be able to become the Hokage in his lifetime.
Hiruzen Sarutobi stared coldly at Danzo, his eyes filled with both disappointment and anger. He spoke in a deep voice, "Danzo, don't think I'm unaware of your petty actions! I always thought you loved Konoha and were loyal to Konoha, only that your methods were a bit extreme—now it seems I was terribly wrong!"
His tone suddenly turned grim: "The Root organization is hereby disbanded, without delay!"
Danzo's expression changed drastically: "You—!"
What's wrong with Hiruzen today?
This old fellow isn't usually this tough!
The Root organization represents his years of hard work and is the foundation upon which he will eventually rise to the position of Hokage. How can it be disbanded so easily?!
Danzo's temple throbbed with anger as he suppressed his rage and tried to keep his voice calm: "Hiruzen—you should at least give me a reason, shouldn't you?"
Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes darkened further, and he slowly uttered four words: "No reason!"
He stepped forward, looked directly into Danzo's eyes, and said in a low but firm voice, "I haven't completely resigned yet! This is the Hokage's order!"
Danzo's momentum faltered, and he felt uneasy under the other's gaze, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"By this afternoon," Hiruzen Sarutobi continued grimly, "I want to see every single member of Root report to the Anbu! Not a single one missing!"
Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and turned away without looking back, leaving no room for negotiation whatsoever.
"You—!" Danzo watched helplessly as Hiruzen Sarutobi stormed off, trembling with rage.
He slammed his fist on the table with a loud bang, and the hard wooden tabletop shattered into pieces!
"Hiruzen Sarutobi!" Danzo roared at the door, his voice almost distorted, "You'll regret this!"
"I will never let this go!!"
The only response he received was the sound of footsteps fading away at the end of the corridor, and the scattered wood chips on the office floor.
Danzo gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage: "That damned Hiruzen—just a couple of days ago when he was pushing for the position, he said he wasn't Hokage anymore; and today, he's saying he hasn't completely stepped down, and he's using his Hokage status to intimidate me?!"
"This is absolutely outrageous!!"
Meanwhile, in the Land of Grass, near the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Rain, a tall figure slowly emerged from the entrance of a hidden cave.
With flowing white hair, red nail polish, and the character "oil" etched on his forehead guard, this man was none other than Jiraiya.
He stretched lazily, stood on a high point outside the cave, and looked down at the surrounding wilderness.
A gentle breeze caressed my face, and the verdant grassland in the distance shimmered with a fresh glow in the morning light.
However, Jiraiya showed little interest in appreciating the scenery; instead, his face displayed a hint of helplessness and exhaustion.
He sighed, scratched his messy white hair, and muttered to himself, "After working so hard for so many days, I haven't found a single useful clue. What a waste of time."
During this time, Jiraiya had been secretly investigating in the Land of Grass.
However, he found little information; no matter how he inquired, he couldn't discover any details about the mysterious organization.
Now that the trail has gone cold, are we just going to go home empty-handed?
Jiraiya frowned, unwilling to give up: "Going back to Konoha like this? Am I supposed to tell them I didn't find anything?"
A hint of resentment flashed across his face.
No!
We've finally managed to get out here, how can we give up so easily!
Just as he was feeling annoyed, Jiraiya's gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked up at the eastern sky.
In the distance, a thick mass of dark clouds had gathered, pressing down on the horizon as if blotting out the sun, with faint blue lightning flashing within the clouds.
This contrasts sharply with the clear weather here.
"That's—the direction of Amegakure," Jiraiya murmured.
He certainly recognized that distinctive dark cloud.
The constant rain that shrouds the Land of Rain year-round acts like a giant curtain, isolating that closed and mysterious country from the outside world.
Jiraiya narrowed his eyes, but the face he had seen in his dream involuntarily surfaced in his mind—the mysterious man who called himself "Pain".
That person had Yahiko's face, but possessed Nagato's Rinnegan!
"Nagato—Yahiko." Jiraiya murmured the two names, his expression turning serious.
More than a decade ago, during the Third Shinobi World War, he received a letter from the Land of Rain.
The letter stated that the three children he had left in Amegakure to care for—Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan—had all perished in the war.
That news caused Jiraiya a long period of heartache, and from then on he always believed that his three disciples had already passed away.
However, it now seems that things are not so simple.
"What exactly happened to Pain?" A complex light flashed in Jiraiya's eyes. "Nagato and Yahiko—are they still alive?"
If what was seen in the dream is true, and Nagato's Rinnegan is still there, even appearing on Yahiko's face, then there must be some secret hidden behind this!
Jiraiya gazed in the direction of Amegakure, pondered for a moment, then suddenly a fearless and carefree smile appeared on his lips: "Well—since we're already here, why not go and take a look at Amegakure?"
He slapped his forehead and said casually, "If Minato can handle someone, there's no reason I can't, right?"
Before he finished speaking, he leaped off the cliff and landed steadily on the road at the foot of the mountain.
With a light tap of his foot, Jiraiya shot off like an arrow, heading straight for the land of torrential rain in the east!
His figure gradually receded into the dawn light, eventually merging into the world, speeding towards the gloomy sky.
The Land of Rain, the Hidden Village of Rain.
Under the gloomy sky, the entire village was shrouded in torrential rain.
The towering black metal towers stand side by side, and rainwater cascades down their bodies, flowing into a network of crisscrossing waterways with a rushing sound.
At the top of the tallest spire in the center of Amegakure, there is a hidden little room.
The room was dimly lit and silent, with only the occasional gurgling sound of the nutrient solution boiling.
Upon closer inspection, six enormous, transparent incubation chambers were neatly arranged inside, each containing a humanoid body.
The bodies had their eyes closed, their skin was pale, and their bodies were covered with long black metal spikes, making them look as motionless as corpses.
Suddenly, the body of "Tiandao" in the first cabin opened its eyes without warning.
Those were cold and empty purple pupils, with strange concentric ripples floating within them—the legendary Rinnegan!
Pain's eyes narrowed, as if he sensed something unusual.
He raised his arm and stepped out of the room.
Xiao Nan, the blue-haired woman standing guard at the door, was slightly taken aback upon seeing this.
She looked at Payne with concern and asked softly, "What's wrong? You've only been in hibernation for a short while."
Pain walked silently to the door, his gaze fixed on the distance beyond the rain.
Large raindrops pelted his orange short hair and face, but seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, sliding straight past him without touching him.
His expression was indifferent as he calmly stated, "Someone is blocking my rain."
The deep voice carried a chilling majesty, like a divine pronouncement.
Xiao Nan frowned upon hearing this: "An intruder?"
Pain didn't answer, but a glint flashed in his Rinnegan eyes as he continued, "Judging from the chakra reaction, the opponent is very strong!"