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

He is "Pain," he is "God," yet he is so cowardly.

Who exactly is this guy?!

The untouchable being in Nagato's eyes was naturally Hyuga Kumokawa, who resided deep within Hanzo's soul, and this scene did not surprise him.

Even after being resurrected by Kabuto Yakushi using the Impure World Reincarnation technique, Nagato, whose mental state was almost completely worn down by the Gedo Mazo and the Rinnegan, still looked sickly.

Now that he's on his home turf, he's just fish on the chopping block.

He is the master of everything here, the sole law of this space.

Hinata Kumokawa shifted his gaze, as if he had seen a slightly novel antique, only to find it to be a poor-quality item, leaving him speechless and bored.

"It doesn't matter whether you die or he dies."

He lowered his eyes, his voice low and slow, with a hoarse, metallic quality: "For the sake of these eyes, I'll let you off this time, but there won't be a next time."

Nagato snapped out of his shock, abruptly raising his head with a grim expression. He looked at the figure atop the mountain of corpses and said in a deep voice, "Why are you looking at those eyes instead of me!"

These Rinnegan eyes are clearly his; he was born to be a "god" who leads the world to peace, and he will nurture peace amidst suffering.

However, almost the instant the words were spoken, Nagato suddenly saw the corner of that face twitch slightly upwards.

That wasn't a laugh, but a very subtle, contemptuous annoyance.

"Humph."

Just one syllable.

It contains no real content, yet it is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying than any words.

Hinata Kumokawa finally raised his eyes, his deep blue pupils swirling like eddies beneath a calm sea, taking away all of Nagato's courage.

Hinata Kumokawa once again simulated and reproduced the full power of the Tenseigan.

Looking down at him from those superior eyes, Nagato felt for the first time a sense of insignificance that came from the depths of his soul, a sense that felt incredibly unfamiliar and even stung his very soul.

That wasn't the gaze of a human looking at another human, nor even the indifference he showed when he considered himself a "god" towards those "mortals." It was more like he was looking at an "object."

Hinata Kumokawa's gaze was no longer scrutinizing, but rather fixed on something.

Nagato felt that everything about him—his form, soul, thoughts, and even his very existence—had been completely seen through and nailed to the spot by that gaze.

"Who do you think you are?"

Hinata Kumokawa's voice was cold and deep, carrying a cruel and impatient understanding: "It is nothing more than a lowly vessel used to hold those eyes."

"Without these eyes that don't belong to you, you would be nothing more than a weak ant."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hyuga Kumokawa raised his arm and extended his index finger, freezing Nagato's soul in place. The finger pointing at Nagato's face then gently slid down.

puff! !

A silent, invisible stillness descended, and his right arm, like a disassembled building block, suddenly separated and broke off from his shoulder.

But it's not over yet.

Hinata Kumokawa made another light stroke.

puff!

The left leg is separated from the torso.

*Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!*

Several cracks appeared on Nagato's spirit body, his limbs and torso separated, yet strangely suspended in mid-air, making him look like a disassembled puppet.

Some shimmering white particles drifted from the severed limbs.

"what!!"

The pain, originating from the very soul, was terrifying. It felt as if everything—muscles, skin, bones, and even the brain—was being shredded, causing Nagato to let out a bloodcurdling scream.

It seemed that because of the decadent music created by Nagato with wails and fear, the hoarse voice that entered Nagato's ears finally carried a hint of pleasure.

"Cherish the rest of your life that you have not had before," he said softly. "It is difficult to control the force when stepping on ants without crushing them."

"Remember, if you ever step into this place again, no matter whose pawn you are, I will crush you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire space seemed to come alive, no longer the previous calm and deathly stillness. The shadows in the fog transformed into a fierce wind, and the sea of ​​blood beneath their feet began to surge and undulate.

Nagato's shattered soul was roughly kneaded by a force, and several invisible chains tightly bound him and pulled him out.

Chapter 75 White Zetsu has this kind of function?

At this moment, only a few seconds have passed in reality.

In Konan's eyes, Hanzo's soul had been mostly extracted and was about to become an empty shell.

Victory seemed to be in Payne's grasp.

However, at this moment, the Heavenly Path, the Asura Path, and the Human Path suddenly froze.

The process of extracting the soul from the human realm came to an abrupt halt, and the hand pressing on Hanzo's head twitched violently.

boom!Boom!

Before Xiao Nan could react, the three figures fell to the ground abruptly, like birds with broken wings.

"Pain!"

Xiao Nan, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but shrink her pupils upon seeing this.

Without hesitation, he spread his paper wings, and countless sheets of paper flew out, covering the bodies of the Heavenly Dao, the Asura Dao, and the Human Dao.

While Hanzo's spirit was still dazed after returning to his body, she grabbed the three figures and flew away from Amegakure without looking back.

At this moment, Konan knew better than anyone that Pain's sudden transformation must mean something had happened to Nagato's main body!

Is it a blemish? Or just a spot?

Sure enough, those two malicious guys were completely untrustworthy!

Hanzo and Amegakure were completely forgotten by Konan at this moment. She didn't believe that Hanzo could make Pain act this way. Her only thought was to get to Nagato's side immediately!

"Damn it!"

Hanzo was abruptly pulled back from the brink of his soul leaving his body, panting heavily, his eyes still filled with extreme fear and the astonishment of surviving a close call.

He staggered to his feet, pressed his hand to his head, shook his head, and looked into the distance, his expression furious. "You think you can just leave?!"

But just as he was about to chase after them, a voice reached his ears.

"Don't worry."

Hanzo looked up following the sound and saw Hyuga Kumokawa standing on the head of the salamander.

He gazed at Konan spreading her wings in the distance, then looked down at Hanzo below and smiled, "Let me tell you what they went through first."

"Then, it's your turn to make a choice."

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Meanwhile, a dozen kilometers away from Amegakure Village, there is a cave blocked by rocks.

If someone tries to touch the rock, they will find that the rock has a very strange feel.

Xiao Nan's divine origami skills.

The paper can transform and disguise itself as any object, so much so that even the Sharingan cannot detect it.

At this moment, deep in the dark and damp cave, the emaciated Changmen, almost nothing but a skeleton, stood in a simple wooden structure, with countless black rods deeply embedded in his back.

On the other side, the White Zetsu "Afei," whose entire body was covered in swirling patterns, sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Oh dear, Madara-sama only knows how to order people around. What danger could Nagato possibly be in?"

It swayed back and forth like someone with ADHD, listlessly muttering to itself, "Speaking of which, is White Zetsu a plant or a human? If it's a plant, why can't it decompose its own feces? If it's a human, why can't it poop? Hmm..."

Just as Afei's mind was wandering, thinking about all sorts of nonsensical poop-related issues.

hum! !

Standing inside the cold device, Nagato opened his eyes, his deep Rinnegan eyes widening suddenly.

An unprecedentedly intense mental shock surged through the black chakra rods connecting to the human realm.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it suddenly poured into my soul!

"Uh ah ah!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the cave, causing Afei, who was standing nearby, to instinctively shiver and jump up to look at Nagato.

The gaunt face was contorted in extreme pain, the withered body trembled uncontrollably with screams, and the head was raised as if the eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.

Pain! Pain that tears your soul apart!

The sudden pain was so intense it was unimaginable!

Nagato felt as if his brain was being stirred up by countless red-hot iron rods!

Even as he struggled in agony, the device securing his body was torn off, and blood gushed from the wound instantly.

"Huh? What's going on? What's going on??"

Seeing this, Afei's face, devoid of features, revealed no expression, but its frantic scurrying around the gate showed just how panicked it was.

"puff!"

A mouthful of scalding blood gushed from Changmenkou, staining his withered body and the cold device beneath him.

Ah Fei ran around inside and outside the cave but couldn't find any enemies. He was so anxious that he was like a headless fly or an ant on a hot pan.

"Damn it! It's definitely not telling me to be wary of the enemy! Where are the enemies?!"

Seeing Nagato's pale face turn deathly white, it jumped up and down in anger, shouting, "If anything happens to Nagato, Lord Madara will definitely feed me to the wild dogs and turn me into poop!"

With this in mind, it disregarded everything else and jumped directly onto Nagato's device. Its swirling body unfolded like a blooming epiphyllum, enveloping the constantly bleeding Nagato within it.

It was at this moment that Konan appeared in the cave, immediately smelled the blood, and saw Nagato enveloped in white Zetsu.

"Damn it! What are you doing?!"

Konan instantly confirmed her suspicions, but fearing she might accidentally injure Nagato, she dared not use ninjutsu to attack. She could only roar and charge forward in extreme anger.

But when she tried to pull Afei off Nagato, her outstretched hand was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and then she heard Nagato's suppressed pain.

"Calm down, Konan, this White Zetsu is helping me!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Konan was stunned for a moment. She forcibly suppressed her shock and anger and looked carefully. Only then did she realize that Nagato's painful breathing and trembling body had actually gradually stopped.

At this moment, Nagato could feel a powerful life force suppressing his injuries and reducing the pain in his soul.

Not only that, his body was like a parched land receiving sweet rain, and the long-lost vitality gradually filled his withered body, and even his Rinnegan eyes became much more docile.

"White Zetsu can actually have this effect?"

Instead of feeling joy, Nagato felt a chill run down his spine.

Seemingly sensing his change in mood, Ah Fei unfolded the garment covering him again, revealing his emaciated body once more.

"Haha, it's finally over!"

Afei leaped out, scratching his head and saying innocently, "Lord Nagato, I'm so glad you're alright, otherwise Lord Madara would have fed me to the wild dogs and turned me into poop!"

Nagato said nothing or tried to stop it, but simply gave it a cold look.

Because he was still unsure whether the White Zetsu could turn the tables and interfere with him, and his battle with Hanzo of Amegakure was not yet completely over.

Snap... Snap...

The steady, undisguised footsteps reached her ears, and the dazed Konan immediately focused her pupils on Nagato, warily looking towards the dark, deep entrance passage of the cave.

Hanzo and Hinata Yunkawa emerged from the shadows, their gazes instantly locking onto the gaunt figure standing inside the strange device in the center of the cave.

Chapter 76 Yes, I'm here to die.

"Nagato, is Pain's true form really you?"

Hanzo's complex gaze swept over Nagato, and the anger he felt from nearly dying vanished completely at that moment.

At first glance, Nagato doesn't even look like a living person; he looks more like a skeleton forgotten in a dark corner, weathered over a thousand years.