Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 24 Your apology disgusts me (There's a video bonus at the end)

Tick-tock...tick-tock...

By the faint moonlight shining in from outside the door, Wudu gripped the kunai tightly in his hand, his pupils trembling as he scrutinized the boy in front of him.

Even dressed in a sharp black trench coat, with an unchanging face, a black bandage covering his eyes, and a chilling aura, he couldn't hide the youthful innocence in his bones.

When he heard the other person call his name, Wudu felt as if his teeth had been cavified, and his whole body was filled with a nauseating ache.

"Who exactly is this kid?"

Wu tried to recall if he had seen it before, but he had absolutely no memory or impression of it.

He was confident in his memory and judgment; if he wasn't mistaken, the boy in front of him was the same age as his son who had stayed in the Land of Fire.

4 years old, 5 years old at most.

This young boy, with his chilling aura that seemed completely at odds with his youthful appearance, probably had more lives on his hands than he did.

Fog City subconsciously thought of those samurai who were trained as assassins by daimyo from childhood, but even those mindless zombies weren't this sinister.

and also……

"When and how exactly was I exposed?"

The expression on Wudu's face darkened, and as he asked the question, his eyes began to flicker.

He entered the city with a clean identity and lay low for months without any incident, remaining completely still and making no move...

Could it be that there were surveillance methods he hadn't discovered, or some other more covert measures, or some unexpected incident that he hadn't anticipated?

However, a large part of the reason why Fog was able to survive one infiltration mission after another was that he never believed in accidents.

Now that we've been completely exposed, this mission is probably impossible to complete, so the only option is to force our way out.

Thinking of this, Mist City's fingers tightened, gripping the kunai tightly, and his chakra surged within him.

"Your acting is really good."

Nagato suddenly spoke, sneering, "But those counter-surveillance setups in your house, the hair placed under the door, the dust scattered at the door... You must be feeling guilty for doing something wrong."

Before he finished speaking, Wudu clasped his hands together and quickly formed a hand seal.

巳! 亥! 戌!

He unleashed his most proficient ninjutsu, and even the afterimages of his fingers could be seen.

Immediately, he slammed his hand on the ground, followed by a deafening roar that echoed throughout the warehouse and the rainy night:

"Earth Release·Yellow Spring Marsh!"

Click click click!

The ground spewed up dirt and stone chips, but the next moment, the reality was completely different from what he had shouted.

With a loud "boom", the thick rock wall suddenly rose up from the ground and instantly surrounded Nagato on all sides!

boom! !

As he formed the hand seals, or rather, as he spoke, Nagato slightly crouched down.

Accompanied by a dim, dark light, the entire figure burst forth.

"Such a rapid burst of speed!"

Fog City's pupils contracted sharply, thinking, "Was there absolutely no interference?"

The process by which a ninja releases a "jutsu" involves different types of chakra flowing through specific acupoints in different ways.

Any oversight can cause the technique to fail or lose its power, wasting chakra.

Ordinary ninjas cannot perfectly control the flow of chakra, so they need to use "hand seals" to assist in converting the refined chakra into "jutsu" before releasing it.

Shouting it out can also help to concentrate and focus your energy.

Therefore, many ninjas have a habit of calling out the names of their moves, and many ninjas also have an instinct to deal with moves in this way.

Earth Escape·Earth Flow Wall.

This is the most proficient ninjutsu in the city of fog, so proficient that it no longer requires hand seals, and when released at full power, it is comparable to a large-scale ninjutsu.

When a ninja hears "Earth Release: Swamp of the Underworld," their instinctive reaction should be to leap up and dodge, thus losing their only chance to pursue him.

But his usually effective methods of interference were completely ineffective against that brat.

"It's okay."

Wudu's hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, his eyes fixed on the distance: "Whether we break through the earthen wall or leap over it, we'll inevitably slow down, and after slowing down..."

As he pondered, chakra fluctuations appeared around him, like the air disturbances unique to high temperatures.

Immediately, like ink dripping into an ink bottle, it gradually turned transparent and disappeared into the shadows.

"Blood Succession Limit·Transparent Escape!"

Once he fully activates his "Transcendental" bloodline ability, unless they demolish the entire city, he will eventually find a chance to escape.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as the fog receded into darkness.

But at that moment...

puff! !

The wind howled, stirring up dust from the ground, and Wudu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Before he could react, he flew backward until he crashed into the wall behind him.

The blood, like a fleeting flower, bloomed on the wall and slowly flowed down.

The release of the ninjutsu was interrupted, and Mist City's figure appeared, pinned to the wall.

"puff!"

Wudu vomited a mouthful of blood, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant. His lips trembled slightly as he looked down at the source of the excruciating pain in his abdomen.

A cold, sharp dagger emerged from his stomach, its blade stained with bright red blood and fragments of internal organs.

"How...is this possible?"

The smile on Wudu's lips froze, and a look of bewilderment crossed his face.

How did that brat manage to see him through the stone wall when he was completely transparent and invisible, and then throw a dagger to pin him to death?!

In the distance, Nagato stood atop that stone wall, his eyes, covered by a black cloth, seemed to be looking down at the misty city below.

Do you like playing hide-and-seek with blind people?

"But I can smell the stench of chakra emanating from you even from hundreds of meters away."

His tone was tinged with sarcasm, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Wudu. Looking at that pale, dull old face, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the knife, twisting it forcefully.

"ah!!"

The pain of his internal organs being torn apart caused Wudu to howl in agony. The excruciating pain that made him tremble uncontrollably erupted, directly interrupting his secret chakra-refining activities.

All his strength drained away through the stab wound, along with his previous confidence and composure.

The screams echoed through several floors, drifting continuously into the night sky outside the window.

The emptiness of mission failure, the fear of bloodshed...

And then there was that regret that he had previously deliberately ignored, which suddenly surged forth like a tidal wave.

"No, no..."

Looking at the executioner before him, Wudu's lips trembled uncontrollably. His jaw chattered, and his already dazed mind made him subconsciously murmur, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Who exactly is he apologizing to?

Those old friends he had come to regard as friends, or Yun Chuan who had given him a chance?

His life here is actually quite good.

He could no longer tell whether he was hiding or deliberately ignoring the mission.

If he could, he would love to live here, start a family, and have children...

But it was too late.

"Boring." Nagato coldly uttered, looking at his ugly appearance. "The other guy was just like you, apologizing before he died."

"But this kind of apology makes me feel disgusted."

puff! !

Amidst the desperate, agonizing screams of the misty city, Nagato mercilessly drew his short sword bit by bit.

Blood splattered on the wall, staining the ukiyo-e painting red, like a sea of ​​blood and crimson clouds in a hellish scene.

(End of this chapter)