Root.
Inside the spacious cavern concealed within the mountain, rows of what looked like moss were embedded densely on the cave walls.
This was the village's secret base, and also an independent organization specially authorized by the Third Hokage, separated from the assassination unit.
Root.
The Root Ninja from before knelt before a thin, bandaged old man.
"I didn't expect such a pleasant surprise. The Uchiha brat was actually chosen by the Reincarnation Game?"
Danzo was expressionless, calculating silently in his mind.
Ever since Sarutobi Hiruzen decided to fully support Asuma and invest a large sum of money into the Reincarnation Game, the rift between them had grown wider.
If he hadn't stepped forward in time back then...
His teacher would surely have passed the position of Hokage to him, who was more suitable to protect Konoha!
Hiruzen was merely an indecisive, spineless fool.
Danzo said calmly, "Go, avoid the Anbu's surveillance, and bring Sasuke Uchiha to see me."
All Uchiha were cunning rats, and even seemingly harmless orphans could threaten the village's foundation.
They must be nipped in the bud.
Since Sasuke Uchiha had already come into contact with the Reincarnation Game, as long as he didn't die, he would inevitably become stronger.
At that time, knowing some buried truths could very likely lead to him losing control.
It would be better to directly pull him into Root, use methods to brainwash him, and make him a sharp sword completely loyal to Konoha.
"All of this is for the village!"
Danzo sighed inwardly. Every time he saw Sarutobi Hiruzen's uncomprehending gaze, he felt heartbroken.
You are the branches and leaves bathed in sunlight, enjoying everyone's praise and adoration.
And I am the Root of Konoha, dedicating everything to the village.
Teacher will eventually realize who loves the village more; he will regret his decision.
"Yes."
The Root Ninja knelt on one knee, and after receiving the order, instantly vanished, heading towards the Uchiha clan's territory.
...
Rain Village, perpetually rainy.
The pattering rain was like a gaping hole in the sky, never ceasing.
Konan stood in the rain with a blank expression, letting her entire body get soaked.
After a long while, she slowly blinked.
She extended her somewhat pale hand, and countless sheets of paper scattered.
Finally, a piece of paper with a flame pattern coalesced.
"It's not genjutsu, it's all real."
Konan stared at the flame paper and casually flicked it away.
With a slight thought, the flying Flame Talisman paper was like ignited explosives, with violent, surging flames erupting, overturning an uninhabited dilapidated house.
Flame Talisman, a low-level talisman paper.
It originated from the Otherworld, used by Taoists fighting against ghosts, capable of consuming mental energy to draw talismans and release various strange abilities.
"Its power is even greater than an explosive tag."
Konan thought to herself,
After seeing the dazzling array of exchanges in the Game Store, she found this ability that suited her perfectly.
Talisman Master.
It could perfectly combine with Paper Ninjutsu, unleashing astonishing power.
All this time,
She had been very troubled by her own strength. Although she possessed excellent ninja tool manipulation talent, without the deep foundation of Sunagakure, she couldn't control puppets, and the strength of paper was too low.
Even if the paper was replaced with explosive tags, she was still relatively passive when fighting powerful Ninja.
But the Talisman Master's ability allowed every piece of paper she controlled to become a powerful talisman.
Not only were there Explosion Flame Talismans and Freezing Talismans, which were comparable to high-level Ninja Art,
There were also defensive Iron Armor Talismans and Gold Armor Talismans.
There were also auxiliary Spirit Wind Talismans and Rejuvenation Talismans that enhanced one's own attributes, and summoning talismans similar to summoning jutsu.
"I don't need to consider funds; as long as my level is high enough, I can directly exchange for skills."
Now that she had a better option, she naturally wouldn't waste funds on drawing explosive tags.
Konan murmured softly, "To achieve peace, one needs not only powerful strength but also the ability to dissolve hatred..."
She felt a pang in her heart.
Nagato, who possessed the Rinnegan, definitely stood at the apex of the Ninja World in terms of strength, but after her conversation with Fang Yi, Konan clearly discovered the problem with Akatsuki.
They possessed immense power but lacked the ability to dissolve hatred.
Yahiko once had such an ability.
Gentle but not pedantic, even when irrigated by the despairing rain that filled Rain Country, he was still like the sun, warm and fervent, infecting everyone around him.
It was Yahiko who always made the most correct choices, who could purify the gloom and hatred of those around him with sincerity, leading to the initial Akatsuki.
It was also he who set the rules, studied solutions, and made Akatsuki known from obscurity day by day.
Konan realized, "Jiraiya-sensei, so this is what you meant by the Child of Prophecy..."
No one stipulated that the Child of Prophecy who could bring peace couldn't be two people.
Nagato, with his invincible power, and Yahiko, who could move people's hearts, they were the true twin Children of Prophecy.
"Nagato, perhaps we were both wrong."
Konan said with firm eyes, "The path of opposing the Ninja World might bring temporary peace, but it's a castle in the air."
"Only by changing the status quo, completely overthrowing the Ninja World's system, and charting a brand new path can long-lasting peace be achieved."
"Not just Ninja, but also civilians, nobles, and Merchants. To sort out complex relationships, one must communicate with them. Being high and mighty like a god will never allow one to understand and eliminate hatred."
The rainwater was evaporated and boiled by the high temperature.
Wreaths of white mist enveloped the vicinity, and soon, Akatsuki Ninja arrived.
"Lady Konan?"
The Akatsuki members, after seeing the person releasing the strange Ninja Art, immediately bowed respectfully.
In their eyes, Konan, with her angelic appearance, usually helped civilians whose homes were destroyed by disasters and injured Ninja. Though seemingly cold, she was actually gentle and powerful, completely a divine messenger of Rain Country.
Compared to the mysterious God, they admired and loved this angel more.
Konan casually said, "It's nothing, I'm researching new Ninja Art."
The arriving Akatsuki Ninja showed admiring gazes, thinking that she was indeed an angel.
Konan's gaze fell on his face.
He was still very young, but his face was covered in fine lines, and traces of injuries could be seen on his arms and legs.
Previously,
She had always ignored such admiring gazes.
This time, however, she couldn't help but ask, "Ichiro, if peace comes, what do you want to do?"
The question startled the other party, who whispered, "Peace... I might continue to be a Ninja?"
Konan withdrew her gaze and suddenly smiled, her whole being like a blooming, swaying flower.
Even the Akatsuki members hadn't thought about embracing peace; it seemed she and Nagato had been terribly wrong all these years.
But fortunately, everything could still be changed.
"No matter what, I will always stand by your side, Nagato."
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