Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

Located between the three great nations of Earth, Wind, and Fire, the Land of Rain became a buffer and sacrifice in the great power struggles during both the Second and Third Shinobi World Wars, making this weeping land even more desolate and sorrowful.

Snap... Snap...

On the tallest tower in the entire Rain Village, a figure stood by the window, looking out. A gas mask covered his indifferent face, and long white and yellow hair fluttered in the wind behind him.

The rain lashed against the glass in the darkness, and apart from a small area illuminated by lamplight, everything else was so dark that nothing could be seen.

If an outsider were to see this man's face, they would be astonished by his aged appearance the moment they recognized him.

It's not just outward signs of aging, but a deep-seated sense of weariness.

That kind of stagnant, decaying, hollow atmosphere, as if eaten away by insects.

Hanzo, the "Poisonous Weapon," was once a powerful ninja who single-handedly overwhelmed a great nation during the Second Shinobi World War. He was once a hero and legend of Amegakure, a strongman who almost represented the upper limit and pinnacle of non-bloodline limit ninjas...

He is old.

He and Chiyo are of the same generation, and he is now over sixty years old.

He could feel his life force and strength draining away with perfect clarity.

The poison sac that he was once proud of implanted in his body has become the source of his pain and hatred.

Weakness and old age have made this once-powerful man suspicious, even assigning himself guards on a 24-hour shift system. Now, he lives in fear of death every minute of every day.

All of this is because of the terrifying power of that brat named "Nagato"...

"Hanzo-sama."

The voice from behind snapped Hanzo out of his reverie. He subconsciously frowned and glanced back before saying in a deep voice, "Still haven't found it?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Hanzo."

Facing the increasingly capricious Hanzo, the Amegakure ninja said in a trembling voice, "Most of the Akatsuki remnants have been wiped out, but we still haven't found those two leaders. Every time we discover a clue, we always end up empty-handed."

"It's just like……"

He paused here, not daring to continue, but Hanzo spoke in a slightly cold voice: "It's like they received advance notice and intelligence?"

As expected, Amegakure is still not clean!

Why! Why do people always betray me? I just want to live, I just want the Land of Rain to live. Am I wrong?

No, I did nothing wrong! If it weren't for me, the Land of Rain would still be a victim of the great powers!

The ones who are wrong are those naive people!

Sensing the violent killing intent emanating from Hanzo, the Amegakure ninja knelt behind him, heads bowed and trembling.

After a long while, the chill gradually dissipated, and Hanzo asked in a cold tone, "Is there anything else?"

"..."

The Rain Ninja's throat bobbed, and for a moment he dared not utter a word.

Seeing this, Hanzo felt uneasy, frowned, and growled, "Speak!"

"Yes! Yes!" The Rain Village ninja swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "According to intelligence, the Land of Fire has declared war on the Land of Lightning!"

"..."

The room was deathly silent. He didn't respond at all; he just kept his head down, not daring to look up.

A dark, leaden sky cracked open, and a bolt of lightning ripped through the darkness, illuminating the world and also Hanzo's pale, fearful face.

Why? How could this be?

The Land of Fire has actually declared war on the Land of Lightning!

The Second and Third Shinobi World Wars were separated by more than a decade.

But now, only four short years after the Third Shinobi World War, the shadow of war has once again loomed over the ninja world.

Boom! !

A thunderous roar, like the deafening sound of a war drum, abruptly jolted Hanzo awake from his fear and panic.

"Lord Hanzo..." came the cautious voice of a Rain Village ninja from behind.

Hanzo quickly concealed the fear on his face and said in a normal tone, "I understand, you can leave now."

The Rain Village ninja paused for a moment, but still respectfully responded, left the room, and closed the door.

Although Hanzo has aged and his personality has become unpredictable, he remains a hero in the eyes of the ninjas of Amegakure.

but……

"War, war! Why! Why?!"

As a buffer zone between the Land of Fire and the Land of Earth and Wind, if the war between the Land of Fire and the Land of Lightning expands further, and the Land of Wind and the Land of Earth also decide to join the battle, the Land of Rain will have no chance of escaping becoming a victim once again!

Hanzo could even guess that after receiving this news, other major powers would definitely send people to the Land of Rain to test the waters.

Thinking of this, Hanzo looked at the rain falling on the waterfall outside the window, which was blown away by a strong wind and became like smoke and mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

What will happen to the Land of Rain if I die?

If I die, what will happen to the people of the Rain Kingdom?

If I die, how will I face those who sacrificed their lives?

If I die, will everything I have now vanish into thin air?

If I die, will I go from being a hero revered by thousands to a sinner despised by thousands?

Such thoughts kept popping into Hanzo's mind uncontrollably.

He felt like a rootless duckweed drifting in this murky pool, and beneath the rain and the rippling surface, there were schools of bloodthirsty piranhas swimming about.

The moment he shows even the slightest sign of fatigue, a piece of flesh will be torn from his body!

The entire Hidden Rain Village and the Land of Rain are supported by Hanzo's backbone.

It was precisely because of his existence that the Land of Rain was not severely affected during the Third Shinobi World War.

However, Hanzo is now far too old.

That once strong, broad, and proud back can no longer bear the weight of hundreds of thousands of incredibly heavy hopes.

Fear, trembling, timidity, shrinking back...

Hanzo's heart was almost swallowed up by these overwhelming emotions.

The once invincible and incomparably sharp blade is now being corroded by the bloodstains on it.

Meanwhile, three figures dressed in black robes with red clouds emerged from a cave near the edge of Amegakure.

Their emotionless, dead-like eyes gazed into the distance, clearly revealing the tallest tower in Amegakure, like an iron-gray giant standing amidst the low forest, looking down upon the world.

That's where Hanzo is.

"The Fourth Shinobi World War? Great powers are always so greedy."

The leader, Pain of the Deva Path, spoke in a cold tone, saying in a low voice, "Although we haven't found suitable corpses to create the Lower Three Paths of Pain yet, the Upper Three Paths of Pain alone are enough."

Given the current turbulent situation in the ninja world, he can no longer delay.

Only by taking control of Amegakure sooner can Akatsuki begin recruiting members.

He no longer took the old and frail Hanzo seriously.

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Chapter 53 Parting is inevitable; those who leave are less fortunate than those who stay, for they are deeply saddened.

creak...creak...

Hinata Kumokawa strolled along the road, the howling of the wind and snow never ceasing.

The raging snowstorm of yesterday finally subsided before dawn, but it left a thick layer of snow on the ground.

boom!boom!

A series of muffled sounds came from afar, torn apart by the howling wind and snow. The closer Hyuga Kumokawa got, the clearer the sounds became.

The paths that pedestrians had walked on were completely covered by the white snow, with only Hinata Kumokawa's footprints remaining on the ground. The entire Konoha seemed to have been washed clean overnight.

But the sky was a suffocating leaden gray, sparingly letting in a sliver of pale morning light, which reflected on the snow with a deathly chill.

Hyuga Neji stood in the center of this white, desolate world, still wearing that thin black mourning robe, his young face expressionless as he hammered at the wooden dummy.

boom! boom! boom!

Completely abandoning the techniques of soft boxing, he used only the most primitive and brutal force to smash his fists out again and again, each impact producing a dull, teeth-grinding sound.

The skin on his knuckles quickly cracked and peeled off, and bright red blood seeped out, staining the wooden stake and forming patches of glaring dark red.

Each punch sent tiny streaks of blood flying through the air, splattering onto the pristine white snow beneath his feet, like exquisitely blooming red plum blossoms.

Clearly, this kid is once again venting his sadness and anger on the wooden dummy in front of him through self-destructive training methods.

"How pitiful."

Hinata Kumokawa leaned against the courtyard gate with his arms crossed, looking at Hinata Neji who remained unmoved, and laughed: "A pointless venting. Do you want me to hug you and say with heartache, 'Stop fighting, it's all in the past'?"

Neji Hyuga suddenly stopped moving, stood still and slowly turned around to look at him, his white eyes filled with resentment.

"What do you know?" Hyuga Neji said in an extremely hoarse voice, "You couldn't even protect my father's body, you're nothing but a useless piece of trash!"

Hinata Kumokawa couldn't muster a shred of anger at a child's spiteful words.

However, it is truly meaningless to vent anger and resentment on a silent wooden dummy.

"A genius from the Hyuga branch family," he asked with a smile, "dare to make a bet with a piece of trash like me?"

Neji Hyuga did not answer immediately, but silently glanced at Kumokawa Hyuga.

So, Hyuga Kumokawa put his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and smiled at Neji, saying, "I'll give you two hands, Hyuga genius."

Seemingly triggered by his disdain and sarcasm, anger finally surfaced on Hyuga Neji's youthful and calm face.

He did look down on Hyuga Kumokawa. He could feel the omnipresent pressure from Hiashi-sama and his father, but he felt nothing from Hyuga Kumokawa.

Yet this notorious good-for-nothing in the clan still had the audacity to say that he would give him both hands!

"You guy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hyuga Neji rushed towards Yun Chuan, his movements instinctively employing Gentle Fist techniques.

Hinata Kumokawa gently stuck his toes into the snow on the ground. As Neji raised his hand to strike, he kicked up snowflakes and threw them at Neji's face. In an instant, he felt as if a torrential rain had come and his vision was filled with white.

Hyuga Neji suddenly swung his left hand, shattering the oncoming snow that was obscuring his vision, only to find that Hyuga Kumokawa's figure had already disappeared before his eyes. The next moment, almost reflexively, he swung his palm to his right.

boom!

Neji Hyuga made the right bet.

His palm collided with Hinata Kumokawa's raised leg, the force like ocean waves crashing against a solid cliff.

The snow beneath their feet trembled and blew outwards. Neji staggered backward, uncontrollably leaving two trails in the snow.

"What's wrong, genius?" Hinata Kumokawa lowered his leg, narrowed his eyes, and sneered, "Can't even withstand this much force?"

what happened?

Does it feel like the force has returned?

Looking at Hyuga Kumokawa in front of him, Hyuga Neji's initial contempt vanished instantly, replaced by a quiet seriousness.

Unfortunately, this serious atmosphere didn't last long, as the battle ended in the next moment.

Hyuga Neji felt as if his right ankle had been struck by an iron rod, causing him to kneel on the ground. Before he could even get up, a knee rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

Bang! Click!

After Hyuga Kumokawa bent Hyuga Neji's right leg with his foot, he almost jumped up and delivered a vicious knee strike to Hyuga Neji's face.