Bang!
The door was pushed open, and even through the Anbu's animal mask, the panic in the voice was hard to hide.
Jiraiya, who was packing his bags and preparing to leave, turned around and saw a blonde boy with a six-striped beard standing in the corner of his room.
"What happened?" Jiraiya frowned and asked.
Root Base.
A strong smell of blood wafted out from inside. Corpses littered the ground as far as the eye could see. All of the corpses had died a horrible death. Either all of their bones were broken, or their skin and muscles were festered with rust spots. Or, the faces under the masks were horrified as if they had seen a ghost before they died.
In the center, Shimura Danzo's body was already stiff, but he was still standing on the ground. The terrifying hole where his eyeballs had been dug out and the pale white eyes of the dead fish were still staring at the air in front of him with a ferocious expression.
One of his shoulders was cut off, and there was a row of bloody holes on it. It looked extremely horrifying, as if someone dug out the flesh with their fingernails and took it away.
Kakashi took off the blindfold, revealing the rotating black tomoe in his eyes. He stared at the remaining two eyeballs on his wrist that weren't dug out.
There was a faint black and red color on the withered and dull crystal, and it wasn't difficult to guess the answer when compared with the other bloody holes on his arm.
"It's the Sharingan!"
Kakashi suppressed the shock in his heart, turned his head and said indifferently to Jiraiya who came in.
Jiraiya's face was gloomy to the extreme. He waved his hand in disgust and didn't take Danzo's arm. Instead, he looked at Shimura Danzo's body.
His eyeballs were frozen with black blood clots, and his eyebrows were fixed in anger. Although it looked ferocious, it seemed to reveal a strange kind of serenity, as if he didn't suffer any pain before he died.
The blood dripping from his shoulder sprayed on half of his body and gathered at his feet. During the whole process, Shimura Danzo didn't seem to make any struggle or move. He just kept staring in front of him.
The more Jiraiya observed, the more his heart palpitated, and an absurd idea appeared in his mind: "Danzo didn't resist, he just stood on the ground, and while he was still alive, he let the enemy gouge out his eyes!"
Just like that … he widened his eyes so that the other party could reach in and take his eyes away!
How could Danzo be so cooperative?
"Orochimaru and the apostle!"
Although he didn't like Root, he had to admit that Root was part of the village, and now … Except for a few people who went out to perform tasks, all the ninjas who stayed behind were killed, and no one was left alive.
"Seal the news, the Sandaime Hokage just died in battle, and the news of Root being massacred must not be leaked out, otherwise, the other Shinobi Villages can't guarantee that they won't have some bad ideas."
In the first two Shinobi World Wars, Konoha was the final winner, but with the passage of time, since the beginning of the Kyuubi's Rebellion, first the Yondaime-sama died, then the Uchiha Clan was almost wiped out, and then the Sannin of Konoha fell apart, and now the Sandaime Hokage is dead, and Root is being massacred.
Konoha's strength is being consumed little by little, and the strong of the older generation are gradually aging and even dying, while the successors of the younger generation have not really grown up yet.
Jiraiya was worried, he felt that there was an undercurrent surging in the Shinobi World over the years, and he always felt that there was a pair of black hands behind the scenes plotting against Konoha, trying to set off the next Shinobi World War, and now, there is a strange and unpredictable "apostle" organization that he doesn't know the details of.
The surging undercurrent was still dormant, and the strange dark clouds were slowly floating over, making it more and more difficult to breathe …
In the dark and dull secret cave, a piece of Nepenthes slowly drilled out of the ground, revealing a pale human face. On the stone platform on the ground, a circle of people sat cross-legged. They were all wearing the same black robe with red clouds on it.
"Zetsu, did you bring any new news?"
Sitting in the center of the stone platform, a black nail was inserted in his face, and a pair of eyes were like a whirlpool of reincarnation, exuding a dark and strange light. Behind him was a dark wall, and in the wall, there was a huge and terrifying corpse, it looked like a ghost tree or some kind of monster with a long tail.
"Orochimaru attacked Konoha, the Sandaime Hokage Sarutobi died, and his body was taken away by two unknown apostles …" Zetsu opened his mouth and said everything he saw, focusing on the mysterious apostles.
A figure sitting in the left corner heard the news of Sarutobi's death, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't show any emotion on his face, he just whispered: "Orochimaru, apostle!"
"Pay close attention to the movements of the apostles, I want to know what the purpose of this organization is!" The leader of the Akatsuki, Nagato, said with a blank expression.
… … …
An invisible crack tore open in space. Black threads emerged from the crack and wrapped themselves into a black cocoon, slowly peeling away to reveal Arlen's figure. He looked at the "captive" who was tightly bound by black tentacles, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. "Monchi D. Luffy, don't stare at me with such resentful eyes. It's meaningless!"
"Yarlin, you are really the leader of those monsters, you are a Marine …" Luffy's eyes were wide open, and his whole body was desperately trying to tear the black tentacles, but he felt like there was a mountain pressing down on him, and he couldn't move, he could only open his mouth and make a crazy roar.
"A pirate actually wants to accuse me of being a Marine?" Yarlin sneered: "What a funny accusation. On the other hand, your identity is very intriguing and has given me quite a pleasant surprise! "
"Who would have thought that the grandson of the legendary hero of the Marine, Vice-Admiral Garp, didn't join the Marine camp, but instead became a pirate. What's more interesting is that the posthumous son of the Pirate King, Ace, seems to have an unknown relationship with you. If I say that Vice-Admiral Garp is behind this, I'm afraid the world won't believe it!" Yarlin said faintly.
Luffy's face was cloudy, and his whole body was uncontrollably cold: "I went to sea to be a pirate, it has nothing to do with that old guy, it's the path I chose."
"Who knows?" Yarlin grinned and showed his white teeth: "When the bloody facts are in front of the world, the most pale and powerless explanation is, you may not understand, but I believe that Vice-Admiral Garp will understand this truth!"
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