Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Akimichi Torifu was shocked, but he realized he had been shocked too soon, because Locke's shadow covered the entire camp, causing quite a bit of trouble.

"you……"

Akimichi Torifu opened his mouth wide as if he wanted to devour Locke. Locke noticed this and just laughed it off.

"You know, I used to have a big appetite, so it's normal for my shadow to be a bit longer."

"?"

Before Akimichi could even open the door, Locke found the Cloud Hidden Ones lying in ambush two kilometers away. He slipped into the shadows and teleported two kilometers away, silently hiding in the thick shadows of a large tree by the stream. But what he found on the streambank was shocking.

The corpses of several Konoha genin who had been sent to collect water lay slumped in the shallow stream. The cold water, tinged with a glaring crimson, meandered into the distance, turning the clear water into intermittent red ribbons. The heavy stench of blood mixed with the water vapor spread in the cool breeze.

A steady stream of elite Cloud Village soldiers gathered by the stream. A Jonin approached the Third Raikage, A, his tone full of disdain:

"Lord Ai, the ones who were attacked just now were just Konoha genin who came out to collect water. They had no discipline or plan. It seems that the overall level of this Konoha reinforcement is not very high, and they pose no threat to us."

"Lord Ai, those who came to collect water are probably just a group of low-level ninjas. With such a lack of discipline, it seems that the level of this team is not very high."

"It's not that this team is not good enough, but that this team is basically made up of new recruits who are just about to go into battle. Maybe the leader of the team is actually my old acquaintance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at the elite Cloud Hidden warriors beside him and gave the order:

"Give the order to eliminate this team swiftly. If they are not dealt with by the designated time or if there are casualties, they will be punished upon returning to the village!"

"yes!"

Locke's heart sank upon seeing this scene. Judging from their auras, the weakest among those surrounding the Third Raikage were veteran Chunin, and there were also quite a few Jonin.

Why would the Third Raikage appear on the border between the Fire and Water Kingdoms during this period? Wasn't he about to be besieged to death by Onoki and his 10,000 ninjas for three days and three nights?

Because he knew too little about World War III, Locke had no choice but to sneak into Akimichi Torifu's side. Facing the anxious Akimichi Torifu, he immediately threw out his trump card.

"Two kilometers away, I saw seven or eight elite ninjas from Kumogakure, as well as the Third Raikage."

Mr. Akimichi Torifu was taken aback, then quickly realized what he meant and asked incredulously:

"Who??? The Third Raikage???"

Locke nodded again. Akimichi Torifu glanced at the personnel in the camp, then at Locke in front of him, forcing himself to calm down.

The group he led consisted mostly of new recruits who had just graduated early from the ninja academy, with only a small portion being veterans who had recovered from injuries and returned to the ranks, having actually seen combat.

Furthermore, they traveled at full speed and arrived much earlier than scheduled. The people sent from the front to meet them would take at least an hour to arrive.

What's even more deadly is that the Third Raikage alone would be enough to wipe them all out, and those who could stay by his side must be the most elite of the Cloud Village.

No wonder there have been rumors on the front lines lately that the Third Raikage's whereabouts are mysterious; it turns out it was a smokescreen deliberately set up—is he planning another sneak attack?

Is the target Konoha or Iwagakure this time?

The thought flashed through his mind, and Akimichi Torifu turned to look at Locke, his heart sinking suddenly.

No, none of that matters anymore.

"Lock Boy"

"Lord Tokifune, have you decided what to do?"

Akimichi Torifu placed his hand on Locke's shoulder, staring intently into his eyes, his tone unusually solemn: "From now on, you will take my place and lead them to break through. Every single one of them who can get out will do."

As soon as he finished speaking, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he added, "I'll hold them off for you."

However, contrary to Akimichi Torifu's expectations, Locke did not immediately ask for the reason. Instead, after pondering for a moment, he proposed another solution.

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"wrong."

The dark-skinned Jonin, lurking in the shadows and poised to ambush them, fixed his gaze on the Konoha ninja in the camp. His brows furrowed sharply, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. After that pineapple-headed kid had circled the camp, the Konoha ninja had lost their previous relaxed demeanor. Many of them were breathing heavily, their expressions tense.

Oh no—they've probably been discovered!

The thought had barely formed in his mind when he no longer hesitated. He drew his ninja sword with a swift motion and charged towards the camp like an arrow, roaring the order to his comrades: "Attack! They've spotted us!"

Just as everyone was about to move, the shadow beneath their feet suddenly came to life, extending several black, sticky tentacles that instantly wrapped around their limbs and torsos with astonishing force, binding them tightly and rendering them unable to move an inch.

"It's Shadow Imitation Technique!" the Cloud Village ninja hissed in shock and anger.

On the other side, seeing that the enemy was firmly under control, the three Konoha Jonin immediately sprang to their feet and shouted sharply at the group of Genin and Chunin behind them, "Run! Don't look back! Looking back means certain death!"

Damn it! Stop them!

Upon seeing this, the dark-skinned Cloud Village Jonin frantically roared as he sent a message to his companions in other locations.

But when he glanced around at the surrounding hiding spots, he was suddenly shocked—he discovered that all his accomplices hiding in the shadows were completely bound by the Shadow Imitation Technique and could not even move a finger.

In just a few breaths, the Konoha ninjas in the temporary camp had vanished without a trace. Only the pineapple-headed ninja remained standing in place, his extended black shadow firmly locking onto the captured Cloud Village members, his expression calm and unwavering.

The dark-skinned Jonin cursed inwardly at what the sensory ninjas were good for, while at the same time being amazed that Konoha Village, once the strongest ninja village, had such an unsolvable Shadow Imitation Technique.

However, after a few flashes of lightning, the Third Raikage A and his two guards appeared beside them, and their hand blades, imbued with lightning chakra, severed the tentacles for them.

However, as he slashed down, the Third Raikage A showed a surprised expression. The feel of this Shadow Stitching Technique was clearly not right; it was much tougher than he had expected.

His guards also helped everyone present break free from the shadow's control. The group, looking ashamed, glanced at Locke in the center of the camp and then chased after the Konoha ninja who had fled without looking back.

Locke, however, remained standing as if nothing had happened, observing the Third Raikage's towering height of two meters, and suddenly spoke:

"Looks like shadows aren't such a big deal after all."

The Third Raikage, arms crossed, instantly teleported in front of Locke. After confirming that he wasn't a shadow clone, Noriko inwardly exclaimed in admiration:

"I never expected that the Nara family could produce such a genius as you, with such courage and boldness. I might as well let you go today."

Locke chuckled, hands on his hips, walked up to Ai, a defiant glint in his eyes, and asked:

"So, what is the price?"

"The price is that you must betray Konoha, take your Shadow Imitation Technique, and become a member of Kumogakure."