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

Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, pierced his bones and froze his limbs.

Until, the last remaining genin teammate standing in front of him gripped his kunai and rushed towards the masked guy like a moth to a flame.

thump!

The headless body swayed and fell, blood flowing out and emitting a bloody smell, turning Itachi Uchiha's eyes blood red.

"Ok?"

Looking at the two tomoe in those eyes, and that inexplicably familiar sadness and anger, Obito Uchiha suddenly became interested.

Did he awaken the Sharingan because of the death of his companion, and was the first Sharingan he awakened a double-tomoe Sharingan?

This kid seems a bit different.

Thinking of this, his original intention to take action faded considerably. He put the valuables into the scroll, and the figure disappeared before Uchiha Itachi's eyes.

When he reappeared, Obito Uchiha was standing on a tree, frowning as he looked at the pitcher plant that was poking its head out from under the tree.

"What happened, Zetsu?" he said in a hoarse, low voice. "Why did you come looking for Nagato instead of watching over him in the Land of Rain?"

"Lord Madara, something terrible has happened!"

Zetsu looked up at Obito and shouted, "All the White Zetsu monitoring Hanzo have lost contact! Nagato suspects something has happened in Amegakure and has gone to kill Hanzo!"

"We can't stop him at all. He should be almost at Amegakure by now!"

Upon hearing this, Obito's expression beneath his mask darkened slightly, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Meanwhile, inside the tower of Amegakure Village.

In a room where no one was ever allowed to enter, Hyuga Kumokawa and Hanzo sat facing each other, while Shinta and another Amegakure ninja named Heiji waited on the side.

"Shadow, what the hell are these things? And who put them on me...?"

Looking at the several white humanoid creatures shrouded and bound by black shadows, Hanzo's eyes still showed shock and anger.

Although he has calmed down now, the bizarre ability and situation still somewhat agitates his sensitive nerves.

He hadn't even noticed its existence from beginning to end, and he couldn't imagine how long that thing had been inside him. Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.

He thought the leak was because he had an inside man, but he never expected that the problem was with him from the very beginning.

If this kind of monster were to appear again, would I still be unable to detect it?

“These things are called ‘White Zetsu,’ and they are indeed a bit troublesome, but since we have reached a cooperation agreement, I will naturally help you eliminate the hidden dangers.”

Hyuga Kumokawa carefully put away the White Zetsu, then looked at Hanzo again with a smile and said, "However, it might hurt a bit now, so you'll have to bear it."

Upon hearing this, Hanzo had no choice but to suppress his unease and doubts, and frowned as he said, "Aren't you underestimating me?"

Hinata Kumokawa nodded, offering no further explanation, and placed his hand on Hanzo's shoulder, the patterns on his hand spreading out once more.

But this time, the black lines were etched into Hanzo's body.

Like plum blossoms blooming in winter, they gradually begin to be absorbed by flesh and blood.

next moment.

"what!!"

The moment the black patterns merged into his body, even though he had secretly prepared himself, the excruciating pain that felt like it was tearing him apart still caused Hanzo to let out a painful scream.

Although he had endured countless pains, these were pains that originated from the cells and even the depths of his soul, and no other pain could compare to them!

The excruciating pain, as if his soul were being torn apart, made his slightly bluish veins bulge, and it looked as if countless wriggling blue worms were crawling under his skin. Several bloody cracks even appeared on his exposed skin.

"What's going on, Lord Hanzo!"

Heiji was also startled, looking at Hanzo with a panicked expression, and instinctively tried to support him.

Hinata Kumokawa stopped the two of them, shook his head, and said calmly, "This is a gift from that lord, and also the price that Hanzo must bear."

"cough!"

Seemingly because of what Hinata Kumokawa said, Hanzo curled up, clenched his teeth, and stopped screaming. His pale and aged face was twisted into a ferocious expression.

Pain, the pain that tears the body apart, the pain that touches the soul.

Unbeknownst to Hanzo, the "Wedge" gradually became a shackle on his soul, with the end of the chain held in Hyuga Kumokawa's hand, but it also allowed Hanzo's aged body to be reborn.

Soon, Hanzo's heart began to beat and contract violently, the sound of his heartbeat even echoing outside his body.

Boom!dong dong!

The blood surging in his veins seemed to transform into scorching magma, erupting at that moment along with the violently contracting and enlarging heart.

A large amount of skeletal muscle begins to dissolve under the influence of the blood, and is then torn apart and reshaped by an absolute force. The muscle fibers are wrapped and solidified like ropes under the skin, undergoing similar transformations in every part of the body.

"Lord Hanzo! You, you..."

Shinta and Heiji stared in disbelief at Hanzo's transformation, watching as Hanzo's withered, white hair turned back to a bright gold, as if a dead tree had been reborn.

Every cell in his body began to breathe, and a surge of life welled up from his increasingly thin body, gradually filling his withered and emaciated frame.

"This feeling……"

Hanzo felt as if his body, which had been dormant for over a decade, was melting away like ice and snow, and that his vibrant chakra was being transmitted throughout his body, awakening his vitality.

This is what he has always longed for.

Strength, vitality!

The power flowed through his blood vessels and bones like magma, and his body temperature rose to a point that could be described as scalding hot.

He needed to release this power and the joy in his heart.

How to vent?

Just then, as if hearing a sound, Hinata Kumokawa turned to look outside the tower.

"Weren't you curious about who planted those White Zetsu?"

Hinata Kumokawa said with a smile, "He's here."

Shinta and Heiji subconsciously turned their heads to look out the window. In the distance, they saw three figures dressed in black robes with red clouds walking towards them through the wind and rain. Their robes fluttered in the gale, and their pupils shimmered with a deep, dark purple.

He didn't need to sneak around; he was Payne, a "god," a "god" above humanity. He only needed to use absolute power to pull the corrupt hero off his dilapidated throne.

"Go."

Looking at Hanzo, whose body was covered in black patterns, Hyuga Kumokawa said softly, "Let our arrogant 'god' witness the power beyond the pinnacle of 'hero'."

“Go tell him that the future may belong to him, but right now, at this moment, it still belongs to you.”

Hanzo's body trembled slightly, but this time it was not from the fear of death, but from the burning blood in his body.

This hero from the Land of Rain, who once dared to resist the five great nations single-handedly, has now regained the strength and magnanimity he had lost due to old age.

"Ha! You bastard!"

He laughed out loud with an almost life-high spirit, and the next moment, he suddenly stood up and disappeared from Hinata Kumokawa's sight.

"Whoever this 'sir' you're referring to, please thank him for me."

hum.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hanzo appeared on the top of the tower. Looking at the three figures in the distance, a smile appeared on his plump face. He raised his hand, bit his finger, and let the blood splatter.

"Psychic art!"

As Hanzo's exhilarating roar echoed through the morning mist, the ground in the distance trembled and cracked open in several places.

"Roar!!"

A massive, purplish-black monster emerged, raising its head and unleashing a terrifying roar that shook the heavens.

Chapter 71 Are you Yahiko from Akatsuki?

The sky was as gray as a tattered rag soaked in ink, and the continuous heavy rain enveloped the fields, making the muddy roads appear to meander and blurry in the rain curtain.

Against this monotonous gray-black backdrop, four figures walk silently across the land.

The figure in front was Pain, controlled by Nagato. His orange hair was soaked with rain and clung to his young but lifeless face.

Behind Pain, the Deva Path, followed the equally expressionless Human Path and Asura Path, as well as Konan, whose long blue-purple hair was soaked by the rain.

As Konan watched the Hidden Rain Village gradually become clearer in the rain in the distance, she felt a strange sense of unease.

"Long...Pain."

She wasn't quite used to addressing Pain directly, so she looked at Pain for a moment before correcting herself: "With Pain at the Upper Three Paths level as he is now, are you really sure you're safe facing Hanzo?"

Payne did not immediately answer Xiaonan's question, nor did he look back. Each step he took was still slow, as if he were inspecting this land whose order he would redefine.

The sound of rain pattering on everything is the world's only main melody.

"Xiao Nan, I also respected him."

Payne didn't turn around. His deep, calm voice pierced through the rain and reached Konan's ears clearly: "But he's no longer the Hanzo he used to be."

Hanzo is probably so old now that he can no longer even communicate with that salamander.

Payne's gaze pierced through the fine rain curtain, landing on the distant tower that stood like a tombstone in the misty rain. His voice seemed colder than the surrounding temperature.

"Now he is colluding with Shimura Danzo of Konoha, hiding in the tower high above and only caring about surviving. He is nothing more than a corpse that is about to die."

"Rain cannot cleanse the world of its sins and past betrayals."

Pain's voice was flat, as if stating a truth: "Only God can cleanse the filth of the ninja world and bring peace."

Xiao Nan's eyes reflected the familiar yet unfamiliar figure ahead, revealing not a trace of hesitation or pity, but only an absolutely cold will of judgment.

The rain hit her face, icy cold, making her eyes look complicated.

The unspeakable pain vanished in an instant, settling into a deathly calm, which subdued the lightness of the "paper butterfly," and the eyes regained their clarity and determination.

"Mmm." Her response was almost blending into the sound of the rain, light and brief.

The tone conveyed a resolute decision to let go of the past, and a determination to face the future that was to come, to be reshaped through pain, like an apostle following a deity into the unknown.

As they approached the gates of Amegakure, they could already see the Amegakure ninjas guarding the area.

"stop!"

Upon seeing the hazy figures in the rain and mist from afar, the two Rain Ninjas immediately became wary and shouted, "Who are you?"

Payne had no intention of explaining to the ants, nor did he make any move to conceal himself; he simply raised his arm toward the two men.

But at this time.

Payne suddenly felt an extremely strong aura sweeping towards him from afar, like a tidal wave.

Looking up, a figure appeared atop the emaciated tower in the distance.

"Pain!"

Seemingly sensing something, Xiao Nan's expression changed slightly.

Buzz!

The ground beneath my feet trembled with a humming sound, as if something was churning underground, eager to break free of its confinement.

"Psychic art!"

A loud shout came from the horizon, the tone of which was unrestrained and arrogant.

Click, click, click!

A force suddenly pushed upwards, shattering the flat ground with unimaginable force and forming an arched, protruding stepped fault.

Payne's eyes twitched slightly, and almost instinctively, he used the repulsive force to rise into the air.

At the same time, a deafening explosion resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Roar!!"

With the roar of wild beasts unleashed, dust and gravel shot into the sky, and the dust cloud instantly spread in all directions.

In the hazy dust and mist, a giant shadow, like a leaping carp, emerged from the ground and pounced on Payne and Konan.

Konan reacted only a moment slower than Pain, her Paper Dance transforming paper into wings and taking her into the air.

But in her increasingly widened pupils, she could see the throat and tongue in the abyss-like maw below, the stench almost touching her face.

"Shinra Tenzheng!"