Chapter 519: Juko
Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer Chapter 519 Juko
The man stared at Aoba with his eyes wide open and eyes filled with fear. His heart was filled with panic.
He wanted to run.
But he couldn't run away.
His feet had been firmly bound.
This scene made him very surprised.
"What are you going to do?"
This person roared hysterically. He felt that the hand Aoba reached out to him was like a demon's claw, making him unable to avoid it at all.
Gradually.
He found that the hand was getting closer and closer to him.
The whole process only took a little time.
But.
In his opinion.
It was as if several centuries had passed.
"No!!!"
Just as Aoba's palm was about to reach the top of this person's head, he cried out crazily. He raised his hands and directly slapped toward Aoba's right hand. He was already on the verge of collapse.
Right now, there was only one thought in his mind.
That was to drive away this hand!
It was really too scary!
He could not remember how long it had been since he had been so afraid. He waved his hands wildly and could not care about anything now. He just wanted to drive away everything in front of him.
However.
Right at this moment.
Black iron sand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, directly blocking his hand.
"Ah?!"
This person was completely confused. His hands and feet were now bound, and they were all wrapped with black sand iron.
Especially his legs.
They were all wrapped in iron sand.
It made him unable to lift his feet at all.
Now, waves of iron sand emerged from his ankles and spread to his hands. It looked like heavy shackles that locked him up.
This person was completely dumbfounded.
He knew very well that at this moment, he was already bound and could not move. He could only let Aoba's right hand touch his head bit by bit.
At that time, he was extremely scared!
...
Aoba placed his palm on this person's head.
Hum!
Aoba's head trembled slightly.
[Ding Dong! Memory Reading Successful! Obtained: Chakra Increase!]
Along with this crisp electronic prompt, Aoba's mind was loaded with memory fragments one after another.
"Genin?"
Aoba patted this person's head with his right hand. The smile on his face became even more interesting. He did not expect that this ninja who looked very fierce was actually just a Genin.
Of course.
What was even more unexpected was...
The dignified Akatsuki Organization.
There was actually a Genin!
This was not a Genin in terms of title, but a Genin in terms of strength.
However...
Aoba only thought about it briefly and understood. After all, it was only the budding stage of the Akatsuki Organization. Having more people was more suitable in the developing period than more elites.
"What the hell are you trying to do?!"
The man roared. His expression was full of fear, and he was on the verge of collapse.
"You can rest here for a day."
Aoba said indifferently. He did not answer this person, nor did he do anything to this person.
After that.
He withdrew his right hand and clapped his hands together.
"Mokuton: Shichuka no Jutsu(Wood Release: Four-Pillar House Technique)!"
The instant Aoba finished forming the hand seals, boundless chakra surged toward the ground along his feet.
Boom!
The ground violently trembled.
Wood after wood drilled out of the ground, forming a very simple and crude small house under the rain.
This house, which was made of criss-crossing wood, could only be used to shield the wind and rain, and when it was formed, it directly wrapped the person inside.
Swish swish swish!
Paper after paper began to appear outside the room. Using Kami no Shisha no Jutsu(Paper Person of God Technique), it turns the house into a muddy small mound, perfectly hiding the house.
In a split second.
The house that had trapped that person was formed just like that. The entire process caused that person to be dumbfounded. His mouth was wide open, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
"I'm only going to borrow your time for one day."
"I will let you out in one day."
"You can stay here for the time being."
"I won't make it too hard for you. "
"You just need to sleep."
"When you wake up, everything will be back to normal!"
Aoba's voice gradually softened, and the voice became lower and lower, which made a lot of question marks appear in the mind of the trapped man who was still in shock.
What the hell was this?!
Sleep?
How to sleep?
Was this not a joke?
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, his eyes suddenly turned blood red. He had received a very strong mental attack, and all he could see was a pair of blood-red eyes.
Mangekyo Sharingan!
At this moment, Aoba directly used Mangekyo Sharingan. Since he had this pair of eyes, he had never used them. Most of the time, it was a transition to open Rinnegan.
The reason was very simple!
The Mangekyo Sharingan was too iconic.
Not only were the requirements to open it very harsh, but the eye patterns were unique to one person and couldn't be changed after opening it.
It was like a fingerprint!
If he directly used his Mangekyo Sharingan, it would be the same as putting his ID card on his face. If he didn't pay attention, his identity would be exposed, unless he intended to kill the other party.
Otherwise...
It would be more convenient for him to use the three-tomoe Sharingan.
At least when Aoba used a three-tomoe Sharingan, he could pretend to be another Uchiha. As long as the night of the Uchiha genocide did not happen. It was impossible to determine the specific identity of Aoba through such eyes because there were many Uchiha clansmen who had such eyes.
However.
Now, Aoba had taken out his Mangekyo Sharingan.
Not only did he want to try the power of his Mangekyo Sharingan, but he also planned to use it to accomplish a specific purpose at this point in time.
Hum!
In an instant.
The ninja felt a headache. His mind went blank and his originally frightened eyes became dull.
However.
The ninja did not fall to the ground.
Instead, under the pushing of those iron sands, he fell on the wooden chair created along with the wooden house. He looked very peaceful and was about to fall asleep.
After everything was done, Aoba's Mangekyo Sharingan instantly returned to pitch-black eyes, as if nothing had happened.
"When you wake up, you will forget everything that just happened, as if you had a dream here."
Aoba silently said to himself.
Done speaking.
Aoba slowly closed his eyes. Scenes flashed before his eyes. What he opened was the ninja's memory.
This ninja was called Juko, a Genin from Amegakure in the Country of Rain. He heard Yahiko's ideal of ??mutual understanding and joint creation of peace in the ninja world. He deeply felt that it was the best way to resolve the pain between people. Thus, he joined the Akatsuki Organization.
Only...
This kind of ideal in this broken world was like a flower exposed to the wind and rain. It looked very beautiful, but it was too weak to withstand the wind and rain. It was very easy to be blown away by the wind and rain.
Right now, the Akatsuki Organization still does not have the ability to maintain this flower's strong growth. What they could see was the beautiful fantasy projected on the petals of this flower.
This was the current situation of the Akatsuki Organization.
A super organization that could affect the entire ninja world in the future.
However.
After seeing Juko's memories, Aoba felt a lot of emotions in his heart.
This ideal...
Was it really feasible?
It was too idealistic!
It was just like the utopia in the movies.
The real world was cruel and merciless, and it was always the law of the jungle where the strong was respected. However, in places where civilization was highly developed, the strong would make rules and let the people under their command get along peacefully under the rules.
As for peace where everyone understands each other and everyone is equal...
It was all just talk!
Even the future Akatsuki Organization could only do this because of Nagato's tyrannical strength.
When the strong was violent, it was an era of killing; when the strong was gentle, it was an era of peace and understanding.
But this era...
It was never decided by the weak.
The rules have always been set by the strong.
With this premise, there will naturally be unfairness between people.
"I found it."
Aoba slowly opened his eyes. Regarding Juko's memory, it was enough for him to see it here. There was no point in looking at it any further. And about the ideal that Yahiko deeply believed in, he did not comment much on it. After all, this was a cruel world with light and darkness. It was not a playground that the kindergarten teachers painstakingly protected.
At this time.
Aoba had already located the location of the Akatsuki Organization through Juko's memory. He felt that it was time to meet up with the three giants of the Akatsuki Organization.
Flip Flip Flip...
The paper on Aoba's body began to flip. Under the baptism of the rain, the paper kept flipping. Finally, after a series of changes, it directly changed into Juko's appearance.
This was what Aoba meant when he said he would borrow a day.
Right now, Aoba was going to use Juko's identity and enter the organization to meet the three giants.
Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan!
...
Country of Fire, in a forest.
After going through Minato's arrangements, Konohagakure's Ninja Army once again set up an ambush. Moreover, the location of the ambush was precisely the path that Kumogakure's ninjas were about to pass through.
After experiencing the battle of ambushing Sunagakure.
The current Konohagakure ninjas were all full of energy. Everyone felt that this was a very easy battle to resolve.
Only Minato, who was hiding in the forest, had a worried expression on his face. He knew that the current Konohagakure ninjas had gone through a great deal of consumption. Coupled with injuries and other reasons, they were already at their limit. They simply could not withstand a prolonged battle.
Although these ninjas did not seem to be tired, it was because they were in a state of excitement. The adrenaline in their bodies continued to soar, making them feel no exhaustion at all.
But this was only a feeling...
It was not that they were not tired!
This was like when a person was sick, they could not eat or have an appetite. It was just a feeling caused by endocrine, but it did not mean that the body did not need nutrition.
Kumogakure's ninjas were known for their strong bodies. Although the Kumogakure ninjas who came here had been on the road for a period of time, their general consumption was not that big. If they really entered a prolonged battle, it would be very troublesome.
At this time.
This was the problem that Minato was most worried about.
He absolutely could not let Konohagakure's ninjas suffer too many losses. Otherwise, it would be a real pity that they defeat Iwagakure and ambush Sunagakure, but fall to Kumogakure in the end.
Gradually.
As time went on.
The Konohagakure's ninjas who were lying in ambush here gradually heard the rustling of the woods ringing in their ears.
These sounds were coming from Kumogakure's ninjas who quickly passed through the woods.
"It's here!"
The ninjas at the scene were all focused. Every one of them had a serious expression on their faces. After experiencing the ambush against Sunagakure, they had already experienced this kind of ambush. But even so, they still felt a little nervous.
A moment later.
The sound of moving through the woods became clearer.
Kumogakure's Ninja Army was about to collide with the Konohagakure Ninja Army that was lying in ambush.
At this moment.
Minato's expression became even more solemn.
As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion.
He was too concerned about the survival of Konohagakure's ninja, so he put so much weight on his mind making him suffer a lot of pressure.
Now there were not many explosive tags and ninja tools at all, and many of them were looted from Sunagakure's ninjas. Even the Flying Thunder God kunai that he could use was damaged, and some of them were makeshift and were made when they were resting.
And.
Setting up Flying Thunder God Formula also consumed a lot of chakras.
So Minato's battery life was already a bit low.
Suddenly.
Just at this time.
Minato felt his hand being grabbed.
It was a very soft feeling, but it also brought him great encouragement and strength. The owner of the hand was Kushina, who was lying in ambush next to him.
Kushina nodded firmly to Minato. Her eyes seemed to say that there was still her here, so there would be no problem...
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