Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 160 Awakening of the Rinnegan, the Power of a God!

The land of rain.

Inside the tallest steel tower in the center of Amegakure.

"What did you say?!"

Hanzo roared angrily.

He wore a gas mask, and his bare upper body was covered in scars. The eyes of this "demigod" were filled with rage.

"They're all gone?!"

Yu Ren, kneeling on the ground, trembled all over and didn't dare to lift her head.

"Yes—yes, Lord Hanzo."

"All three warehouses were looted."

"All guards are dead. At the scene—there are a large number of snake sloughs, and—fragments of the Wind Demon Shuriken."

"snake?"

Hanzo suddenly thought of someone.

Orochimaru————

The Konoha ninja who was bestowed the title of "Sannin" by him during World War II.

"And the Wind Demon Clan?"

Hanzo's eyes turned sinister.

"When did those bastards from the Wind Demon Clan acquire such audacity and strength?"

"Furthermore, since Orochimaru was involved, why didn't he just blow up the warehouse instead of moving the supplies away?"

This doesn't align with the operating logic of ninjas from great nations.

If Konoha wanted to destroy these supplies, they could just blow them up. Moving them? That would require a huge amount of manpower and transportation.

"Could it be—"

Hanzo was inherently suspicious.

"Could it be that Iwagakure orchestrated this whole thing?"

"That old fox Onoki wants to take back this shipment, then frame Konoha and force me to completely side with Iwagakure?"

"Or perhaps—there really is a third-party force I don't know about, colluding with Konoha?"

Regardless of the possibility, Hanzo felt threatened.

His rule in the Land of Rain seems to be showing cracks.

"Pass down the order."

Hanzo's voice returned to its cold tone.

"Seal off the border. Any convoy attempting to transport large quantities of supplies will be shot on sight."

"Also, investigate for me."

"Investigate that Akatsuki organization that's been very active on the border lately."

"Since the Wind Demon Clan dared to make a move, it means they have found a powerful backer."

"If that powerful backer is Akatsuki—"

Hanzo gripped his sickle tightly.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

On the border of the Land of Rain, there is a hidden cave.

This is one of the Akatsuki's temporary strongholds.

-

It was raining heavily outside, but the cave was bustling with activity.

Dozens of children are being given food. Although it is just coarse dry rations, it is a life-saving gift for these orphans who have been starving for a long time.

Yahiko stood at the cave entrance, looking at the rain, his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong, Yahiko?"

Xiao Nan came over and handed him a cup of hot water.

"Supplies are running low again."

Yahiko sighed.

"The batch of food that Mr. Sawtooth sent relieved the immediate crisis, but the number of refugees increased too quickly."

"Moreover, Hanzo's blockade is becoming increasingly tight. Our space for maneuver is shrinking."

"We need more supplies."

Just then, a command came from outside the cave.

Several people wearing black raincoats walked in.

The one leading is the sawtooth.

He carried a decapitation sword on his back, followed by several ninjas from the Fuma clan, who carried two heavy boxes.

"Oh, saviors."

The saw teeth placed the box heavily on the ground.

"A new batch of aid from the Takaya Trading Company has arrived."

Yahiko's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward.

"Is it food? Or medicine?"

Sawtooth grinned and kicked open the box lid.

"Clang!"

The box was opened.

There was no food and no medicine.

Inside were neatly arranged ninja tools, gleaming with a cold light.

Brand new kunai, bundles of explosive tags, and dozens of finely crafted short swords.

There were even a few books with beautiful covers.

Yahiko was stunned.

"Mr. Sawtooth—what we lack is food."

"Still thinking about food? Hanzo has his eye on you. Just yesterday, the Iron Forest intercepted Hanzo's secret orders. He's going to start wiping out the Akatsuki, not just the small-scale operation like before, but a complete eradication."

"Complete eradication?"

Yahiko didn't believe it.

"Impossible—After the last few battles, Lord Hanzo promised to consider our peace proposal. How long has it been? He has no reason to launch another campaign against us."

The saw teeth chuckled.

"Kid, you're too young."

"Murder needs no reason, only profit."

"The Akatsuki's reputation is too high right now. The refugees only know Hanzo, not him. That's enough."

"For a ruler, any uncontrolled prestige is treason."

Sawtooth walked up to Yahiko and looked down at the orange-haired boy.

"These weapons are not for you to kill and set fires, but so that when Hanzo comes to kill you, you have something in your hands to block it."

Yahiko remained silent.

Accepting weapons means admitting "the failure of dialogue," and it means that the Akatsuki organization will transform from a peaceful group into an armed separatist force.

This went against his original intention.

"Take it, Yahiko."

Nagato, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

His red hair obscured his eyes, and no one could see his expression.

"Mr. Sawtooth is right."

Nagato stepped forward and picked up a short sword.

"Peace is just empty talk if we can't protect everyone."

"and----"

Nagato's voice carried a chill.

"I sensed it. The murderous intent in the rain."

Xiao Nan silently stepped forward and picked up a packet of explosive tags.

Seeing his two companions' choices, Yahiko finally sighed.

"----I see."

He bowed deeply to the saw teeth.

"Thank you for the assistance from the Takaya Trading Company. The Akatsuki will remember this kindness."

"That's right."

Sawtooth patted Yahiko on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Remember the old saying: Having a knife in your hand and not using it is one thing, and not having a knife in your hand at all."

"Furthermore, you are few in number and lack elite troops. Even with ample ninja tools, you will likely have little chance of escaping from the Rain Ninja forces. The Fuma clan will teach you how to set up traps and mechanisms, which should come in handy."

"Study quickly. You don't have much time left."

Soon, in less than a day.

"boom!"

A loud bang. The earthen wall surrounding the Akatsuki's stronghold was blasted open by an explosive tag.

"Charge in! Leave no one alive!"

The command pierced through the rain.

That was the regular army of Amegakure.

Wearing specially made breathing masks and carrying sickles and senbon needles, they poured in through the gap.

The leader of the team, a Jonin from Amegakure, was named "Tsuru." He was Hanzo's confidant and was in charge of carrying out this operation to eliminate the Akatsuki organization.

"Do those brats really think they can turn the world upside down just because they have a few people?"

Zhuoliu stood on high ground, coldly looking down.

"Lord Hanzo said that any uncontrollable tissue is a malignant tumor. It must be removed."

However, the anticipated one-sided massacre did not occur.

At the breach, the Rain Ninja were met with a dense array of traps.

"collapse!"

The sound of steel wire snapping.

The dozen or so Rain Ninjas at the forefront were instantly tripped by their ankles. Immediately afterwards, dozens of kunai shot out from the ruins on both sides.

These kunai flew into the Rain Ninja forces. The kunai themselves caused almost no damage; dodging kunai and shuriken is a basic skill for ninjas.

But then, a loud crash!

The dozen or so Rain Ninjas at the forefront were engulfed by the explosion.

Explosive tags!

"What?! How come these kids suddenly changed their tactics and learned to set traps?"

Zhuo Liu's eyes were sinister.

He originally thought they were just a group of idealists who only knew how to shout slogans, but he never expected that these sheep would suddenly grow teeth.

"Counterattack!"

A clear, angry roar.

Yahiko rushed out.

Behind him were dozens of Akatsuki members, each holding brand-new ninja tools.

"Although we don't want to kill anyone—"

Yahiko's short sword pierced the chest of a Rain Ninja.

"But to protect everyone, we have no other choice!"

*Pfft.* Blood splattered on Yahiko's face, but was quickly washed away by the rain.

"Is this... war?"

The saw did not make a move.

He sat behind a secluded rock, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and binoculars in his hand.

His task was to observe and protect the three children, not to be their babysitter.

"Not bad."

The saw teeth surveyed the battlefield.

"With the equipment provided by the boss, plus the traps set by the Fuma clan—these brats actually managed to hold off the Amegakure's regular army."

Before the Rain Ninjas could even unleash their ninjutsu and poison gas, they were instantly killed by the "Ninja Tool Style."

The results were unbelievably good, perhaps because the Akatsuki had never shown any aggression before. The Rain Ninja hadn't expected them to have learned how to set traps.

"However, the enemy has too many of them. It's about time to prepare for a retreat—"

Serrated gripped the large knife beside him.

If the situation gets out of control, he will take Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan away immediately.

As for the others—he wasn't confident he could save them, so he had to give up.

Sure enough, things changed on the battlefield.

"Don't waste time with them."

The turbid stream coldly gave the order.

"Use poison gas."

"yes!"

Several Rain Ninjas retrieved purple spheres from jars on their backs. These were nerve gas extracted from the venom of the salamander.

The poison gas bombs were thrown into the pile of rocks with a whooshing sound.

The purple smoke did not dissipate in the rain; instead, it seemed to be alive, spreading along the ground.

"It's poison gas! Be careful!"

Yahiko yelled.

Fortunately, Sawtooth had delivered a batch of gas masks beforehand. The Akatsuki members had already put them on.

However, this new type of poison gas has extremely strong penetrability, and even skin contact can cause poisoning.

"ah----"

A young member clutched his throat and collapsed in the muddy water in agony. His skin quickly turned purple, and his whole body convulsed violently.

"Kenta!"

Yahiko wanted to rush over, but Konan held him back.

"Don't go! The gas there is too strong!"

Konan's paper clones became limp and powerless in the rain. Her paper ninjutsu was severely countered by the continuous downpour.

"hateful----"

Yahiko gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

The Akatsuki's defenses began to crumble.

After all, they were just a group of teenagers and wandering ninjas, whose physical strength and chakra could not compare with those of a regular army.

"It's over, kids."

The turbid current finally made its move.

He formed a mudra with his hands.

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet!"

A gigantic water dragon roared out.

"Wow!"

Yahiko was struck by the water and sent flying, crashing heavily into the rock wall, spitting out blood.

"Yahiko!"

Xiao Nan exclaimed in surprise and tried to rush over, but several senbon needles blocked her path.

"Your opponent is us."

Several Rain Ninjas surrounded Konan with sinister smiles.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the turbid flow had already reached Yahiko.

He raised the sickle in his hand.

"This is the consequence of defying Lord Hanzo."

The sickle fell.

"No—no—"

Nagato was in the distance, entangled by several Rain Ninjas, and unable to provide assistance.

Fear, anger, helplessness.

These emotions were like knives, churning wildly in his mind.

His parents died at the hands of Konoha ninja. Now, his best friend is about to die at the hands of Amegakure ninja.

Why?

Why is this world always filled with killing?

Why must the weak die?

"We just want to go on—we just want peace—"

Why are you killing us?

That stirring from the depths of my soul reappeared.

His eyes began to feel hot.

That heat traveled along the optic nerve into the brain, and then ignited the chakra pathways throughout the body.

Buzz—

The air suddenly vibrated.

Just as Mukori was raising his scythe to execute Yahiko, his movements suddenly stopped.

He felt the rain around him stop.

No, it hasn't stopped. It's suspended in the air.

A chilling sense of oppression emanated from the direction of the red-haired boy.

Nagato raised her head.

Through her wet bangs, a pair of pale purple eyes with wavy lines were revealed to the world.

Rinnegan.

Under extreme emotional stimulation, those eyes that belonged to God awakened.

"Stay away from Yahiko!!!"

Nagato stretched out his hands.

Instinctively, he released all the chakra within his body through those eyes at once.

At this moment, he is the "rule-maker" of this space.

The rule is—exclusion.

"Shinra—Tensei!"

boom!!!

Centered on Nagato, a transparent spherical force field, visible to the naked eye, suddenly erupted.

It was a pure, tyrannical, and irresistible repulsive force.

The force forcibly pushed aside all the water, mud, rocks on the ground, and even the rainwater in the air.

The turbid current didn't even have a chance to react before it was slammed hard against the rock wall by this force.

Next came the other Rain Ninjas.

Whether it's ninjutsu, explosive tags, or poison gas, they all become ineffective in the face of this repulsive force.

Within a radius of fifty meters.

All matter was cleared away.

A layer of soil was scraped away from the earth, forming a perfectly circular depression.

silence.

A deathly silence.

The rain fell again, filling the vacuum area.

Yahiko and Konan stared at Nagato in shock. They had been deliberately protected by Nagato and had only been knocked down by the blast wave; they were not injured.

But the scene before them was too horrifying.

Dozens of Rain Ninjas were scattered and embedded in the distant rock face, as if swept away by the hand of a giant, or lay in the mud and water, their fate unknown.

"What...what is this...?"

Sawtooth hid in the distance, nearly dropping the large knife in his hand.

What did he see?

That red-haired brat merely raised his hand and wiped out an elite Rain Ninja squad?

"Is this the power my boss wanted me to focus on?"

Serrated swallowed.

This is a monster!

However, after the outbreak, a price also came.

"Ugh—"

Nagato covered his eyes with both hands and fell forward.

He's still a child; that kind of power is beyond his current capabilities.

That attack just now instantly drained almost all of his chakra and even overdrawn his life force.

"Nagato!"

Xiao Nan rushed over and helped him up.

"Cough cough—I—I have no strength left—" Nagato gasped weakly, a piercing pain shooting through his eyes.

Just then.

"Slap, slap, slap."

A burst of applause came from the depths of the rain curtain.

"Wonderful."

A hoarse voice rang out.

"Although it's just a prototype, and although the control is quite rough—"

"But it is indeed—the eyes of God."

Although Zhuoliu was seriously injured, he was not dead yet. He struggled to lift his head and look at the source of the sound.

A man wearing a Konoha ninja vest and with long, flowing hair slowly rose from the ground.

His skin was as pale as a corpse, and his long, golden pupils gleamed with fanaticism.

Orochimaru, one of the legendary Sannin of Konoha.