Chapter 170 Funeral Crows, Death Knell

Although his life is now controlled by Yun Chuan, Shennong does not think he is a kind and good person.

Because Shennong knew very well that Yunchuan's extremely terrifying malice and extremely pure desire, the blood stained on his hands and the killing methods were far more cruel than most ninjas.

Such a guy doesn't even know if he can live up to what he says, and what he says is more like a lie that cannot be fulfilled.

However, it is obviously impossible to do something, but it makes people unable to argue.

Even Shennong couldn't help but feel a little touched after hearing those words.

Countless refugees are willing to join in with a slogan as pale and feeble as Hanzo's for the sake of a full meal.

It is completely conceivable that many people who have suffered from the war can choose to sacrifice their lives for his goal that he does not know whether it is true or not, and he does not know whether it is possible.

Even if the way to achieve this goal is also "war", as long as he can make some "results", there will be countless civilians who have lost their families, separated their wives and children due to the war, and are willing to become his cannon fodder.

Of course, Shennong didn't think he would end up like this. After all, he considered himself very sensible...

"By the way, Shennong."

Yun Chuan seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He turned to look at Shennong and said with a smile on his face: "Have you ever heard of 'Gao Tianyuan'?"

Shennong, whose thoughts were interrupted, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Of course I have heard of it. According to legend, it is the place where the god of the origin of the world, the God of Heaven, and the sun god, Amaterasu Omikami, live."

In mythology, at the beginning of the formation of heaven and earth, the "Master of Heaven" first appeared in "Gaotianyuan", and then the "Spiritual God of Gaohuang" and "Spiritual God of God" appeared one after another.

The first one to appear, Tian Zhongzhong, represents the foundation of the universe and the master who dominates the center of Takamagahara. The God of Takamanaso and the God of Shenzenso are opposite to each other as yin and yang. After the formation of these three gods, they disappeared in "Takamagahara".

However, legends are just legends after all.

The existence of the Six Paths Sage is still controversial, but gods like Ten no Gochu are limited to myths.

"Sure enough, myths overlap. After all, the names of many things have mythological connotations."

Yunchuan murmured thoughtfully, then raised his head and smiled thoughtfully: "'Takamagahara', the heavenly world where gods live, 'Weiyuan China', the earthly continent where humans live, and the land belonging to the underground dead." Huangquanguo'.

"Tell me, are these three similar to us now? Or, is it possible for us to create such a world?"

"..."

After a long silence, Shen Nong took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, lowered his head and said, "You are really a terrible person."

No, more like the legendary devil who seduces people's hearts and desires.

Let the country of the sky stand side by side with the five major countries. Compared with "Takamagahara", his layout is simply weak!

To do it, make this fortress "Takamagahara", stand above the entire ninja world, and build it into a heavenly world where "gods" live.

Shennong had to admit that he was really moved.

Is there anything more fulfilling than turning myths into reality and creating a "heavenly world" with your own hands?

No.

This is simply a future that he dreams of, is happy with, and is willing to run towards!

He instantly understood the refugees who came one after another just for a hope.

Then, because of Yunchuan's words and a blueprint, I have persisted until now.

"Lord Shennong, the Shangxian team has taken care of the 'Shadow', but the Shangxian One has encountered a special situation."

A Kong Ninja in front of the sub-monitoring station looked up at Shennong and said calmly: "On the way to deal with the 'Monks', the One of the Shangxian encountered the 'Black Warriors', and it is necessary to mobilize the barrier team to assist in the blockade."

"Um?"

Shennong came back to his senses and frowned slightly: "With that kid's strength, does he still need a barrier to block it? Forget it, since he wants it, let's send a team there."

"Also, on the side of the 'monks'..." Kong Ninja hesitated, "Although the Oya Castle Flame brought by Shangxian Yi has helped to deal with it, we are not sure whether he is reliable. If he is with the 'monks' If everyone cooperates..."

Shennong thought for a moment, looked at the Kong Ninja sitting next to him, and said: "Thrush, you can take the new ninja tool developed by the Research Institute based on Yunchuan-sama's design drawings, and you can also test it by the way. One measurement accuracy.”

"If there is any abnormal movement of that Oya Castle Flame, just kill him as well."

After that, he picked up the metal box on the table in front of him and threw the box towards the bird.

Okay, this is asking me to be a guinea pig.

Complaining in his heart, Bird Thrush caught the metal box, stood up helplessly, and said, "Yes, Lord Shennong."

Click.

As the bird thrush left, the door to the control room closed.

Shennong withdrew his gaze and looked up at the gradually disappearing red dots in the city projection, his heart filled with enthusiasm.

Even Zero-Tail, who was barely maintaining a supply-supply balance in his body because he had to provide power for the fortress, felt like a large amount of dark chakra was receiving feedback from Shennong at this moment.

"Gao Tianyuan, the emperor of the sky, the master, it is really exciting!" Shennong felt as if he had regained his original intention and desire to lead Kong Ninja Village forward.

The original ideal of standing side by side with the five great powers was too weak. He wanted to make this fortress a "Takamagahara" that surpassed all humans!

He wants to help Yunchuan become the "Lord" and the "Lord of Heaven"!

"Tian" means heaven, which means "Gaotianyuan", "Yuzhong" means the center, and "lord" means the master.

"The Lord of Heaven" is "the Lord who is located in the sky".

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Kaka! Poof!

If someone happened to pass by this alley, they would hear a sound that sounded like hell.

However, even though this place is already located in the city of Daybreak, it doesn't seem to attract anyone's attention at all. It is as quiet as a dead zone isolated from the world.

"No, no, please...ah!!"

I don't know how long it took, but with the last humble begging for mercy and the wailing of fear, Nagato was surrounded by the broken corpses of the samurai.

Pfft.

The thorns behind Nagato were pulled out from the bodies of the corpses. The blood at the tips of the thorns gathered into teardrops, but they did not drip to the ground but were sucked into the thorns in the reverse direction.

Only heads, arms, and torsos with bones and skin were left in the entire wide alley. Apart from the remaining blood stains around them, no trace of flesh and blood could be seen.

"Ho ho! Ho! Weird, monster!"

At this moment, the black iron has turned into a human stick, and the fractures on both arms are clearly visible. They are twisted and torn apart by brute force. The twisting and turning explodes into black and red rotten flesh.

And that wrinkled face was also full of fear and pain at this moment. It completely lost its previous calmness. Tears and saliva were flowing on the face, and it was even a little crazy.

He watched helplessly as the warriors under his command were drained of all their flesh and blood by the monster in front of them, amidst the screams one after another.

When he realized something was wrong, he had already tried to escape. However, after escaping for a few dozen meters, he ran into an invisible barrier and was pulled back by one of the terrifying thorns.

"Ho! Who are you, you guys..."

Black Iron was lifted into the air by the thorns wrapped around his neck, struggling feebly with his eyes filled with fear and despair.

How could such a monster appear in a place like this? !

"Aren't you willing to accept reality now?"

Nagato stared at him expressionlessly, the entangled thorns gradually tightened, and said indifferently: "What a waste."

Bang!

Kurogane's body fell into a pool of blood at Nagato's feet, and his old and withered face was stained with scarlet mud.

If he had been using a sword from beginning to end, Nagato might have been interested in sharpening it.

But unfortunately, he is not pure.

This old guy has long since abandoned his beliefs and swordsmanship, and is now just a ninja disguising himself as a samurai.

Perhaps, since his defeat to Admiral Mifune, he has lost trust in the sword in his hand and the courage to win in himself.

With this thought in mind, Nagato carried Kurogane's withered head and walked out of the wide and quiet alley.

There was still an incomparable silence outside the alley, as if it was shrouded in a realm, and it felt like being in another world.

There was no sound of speaking, no sound of wind, not even the sound of insects, it was as quiet as death.

There was only the sound of Nagato's footsteps on the ground and in the water, and the colorless barrier that enveloped a large area in his perception.

After Nagato walked out of the alley carrying Kurogane's head, the barrier gradually faded from top to bottom. The sound of pigeons flapping their wings and swirling in the wind sounded, and several figures standing in four directions also appeared.

"Nagato-sama."

Several people wearing the same white robes bowed their heads respectfully. The wind blew the white cloth in front of them slightly, revealing the red hair that was somewhat similar to Nagato's.

"Yes." Faced with these compatriots and "relatives", Nagato just nodded lightly, "Please help seal and deal with the scene."

"You're welcome, Nagato-sama, this is our responsibility." Several people shook their heads in unison.

"Um...right."

Nagato seemed to have remembered something. He lifted the withered head in his hand, handed it to several people and said indifferently: "Tell the others to keep the intruder's head and pack it up, and send a few blood pigeons to Yanyin Village... "

Hearing this, the hearts of several Uzumaki clan members jumped and they looked at the red-haired boy in front of them in astonishment.

However, Nagato suddenly paused. Thinking of the age of that old guy Onoki, he hesitated for a moment.

After all, that old guy is old. When he wakes up at night or in the morning, he suddenly sees a few heads on his body looking directly at him. Wouldn't he die directly?

A little intimidation is fine, but if the Tsuchikage is frightened to death, he and Iwagakure will be at odds with each other.

Now is not the time to start a war.

Ohnoki of Iwagakure Village has been developing armaments since he came to power. Now, there are probably tens of thousands of Iwagakure ninjas accumulated and trained. Even if they can win the war now, it will be a miserable victory for both sides.

But in their future plans, what they need is a big win, and an undisputed big win.

They must take the initiative to declare war on the great powers and declare their existence to the entire ninja world.

So, before that, just be friendly to the elderly.

Thinking of this, Nagato waved his hand and changed his words: "Forget it, there is no need to send him to Iwagakure Village. I'm afraid that old guy Onoki won't be able to breathe and will die immediately."

The corners of the eyes of several Uzumaki tribe members twitched, as they had a deeper understanding of the character of this foreign kinsman, but they still secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Nagato's next words made their scalps tingle.

"Then, after treating these fools' heads with lime salt, hang them directly outside the city for public display."

Nagato said coldly: "Let those with malicious intentions take a look at the ugliness of these 'seniors', and let our Lord Tsuchikage take a look at the fate of his rabble."

Although I don't plan to show off my face now, I still want to scare those little ones. Although flies and mice are not worth caring about, they will get upset if there are too many of them.

Several Uzumaki clan members looked at each other, understanding the meaning of this behavior, and bowed their heads to receive the head.

When several people went to dispose of the body, Nagato raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Gu Gu."

A white dove, as strong as a raven, fell from the sky. It folded its wings on both sides and landed gently on Nagato's shoulders. It rubbed the side of Nagato's face very affectionately or flatteringly.

There was a smile on Nagato's unruffled face. He skillfully put a finger to the pigeon's mouth and said, "Drink less. Your body shape is seriously over the limit. When the operation is over, go back and digest it." Bar."

Hearing this, the white pigeon, which had been eager to open its beak wide, immediately lowered its head, but obediently closed its beak slightly to indicate that it would not drink too much.

Seeing this, Nagato's finger made a cut, and a drop of crimson blood slowly seeped out, and finally fell accurately into Bai Ge's mouth.

"Gu Gu."

The white pigeon opened its beak and swallowed, the scarlet color in its eyes became more intense, and it smacked its beak humanely, looking like it had some unfinished meaning.

"Go ahead."

Nagato stretched out his healed finger, touched Baige's head and said indifferently: "Go and help me look at that guy from Oya Castle Flame. He should have found the monks by now."

"Although those old bald donkeys from the Fire Country temple are more troublesome, if Oya Cheng Yan can't even deal with them, then let others kill him and those old bald donkeys together."

When his brother left, he gave him extremely high authority. Perhaps he had expected that the current scene would occur.

This is a test. Before his brother comes back, he must guard this place and deliver perfect results.

Let your brother know that he is now able to take charge of his own business.

"Gu Gu."

The white pigeon that had been fed "blood" by Nagato for a long time was able to communicate with his soul. It nodded and spread its broad wings and flew away from Nagato's shoulder.

At just the right time, the tallest bell tower rang the evening bell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of white doves circled and soared in the dim sky. The city, including the surrounding area of ​​a kilometer, was shrouded in the wings of the white doves and the sound of dusk bells.

Like a funeral crow and a death knell tolling for someone.