Under the cover of darkness, the quiet air was spotless, and the traces of the battle damage were erased. Everything was restored to its original state, except for a layer of black haze on the original outline of the building.
At the entrance, the Anbu members wearing black masks were like cold sculptures, but Konoha's forehead protector was still tied to their shoulders, exuding a deadly and dangerous aura, and their cold and bloodthirsty eyes were always looking around.
The collapsed and fragmented Hokage Rock has been reorganized, but the original yellow color was too monotonous, so there were some black spots in the sand to decorate it, making it more majestic and mysterious.
A toad with numerous sarcomas was squatting quietly under the Fire Shadow Rock, its mouth making "gulu gulu" breathing sounds. Saliva dripped down from the corners of its mouth onto the ground. When it was blown by the wind, the sticky and greasy saliva would suddenly burn up, burning a large hole in the ground.
Then it was extinguished by the thick claws, and the creeping fungus carpet emerged from the burned ground and smoothed the ground again, and the black tentacles restored the ground to its original appearance.
In the Hokage's Office!
Tsunade, wearing the Hokage's robe, bowed her head, and there was a strange black light flowing in her eyes, and the tip of her nose was signing the Hokage's document on the paper.
A list and documents about Konoha's defectors will be sent to various Ninja Villages, and at the end, there was extremely harsh language. "All Ninja Villages that accept Konoha's defectors will be regarded as a serious provocation, and will be attacked by Konoha's most ruthless retaliation."
"I hope that all Ninja Villages and forces that receive this letter will not try to provoke Konoha!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
Tsunade quickly signed her name and stamped the Hokage's seal.
About a few streets away, in the base where Root was originally located, in the underground laboratory more than 20 meters below the surface, Orochimaru looked at the sealed laboratory with a rare look of reminiscence in his eyes.
In the past, he defected from Konoha from this laboratory. Who would have thought that after a circle of time, he would be able to return here and take over this laboratory again?
The black door stood in the middle of the black threads. The strange tree patterns embedded in the door seemed to come alive, giving off a gloomy and mysterious aura.
Yarlin, who was dressed in a white cloak, stood by the door. His palm rested on the edge of the door frame, and a cold and gloomy feeling lingered on the door frame. The cold and gloomy air permeated the world through the crack of the door that was pushed open.
The smell of dampness, saltiness, and waves mixed in the air. It was the smell of the sea, as well as the smell of decay and blood from the bones buried in the sea.
Orochimaru sniffed, and his Mangekyou Sharingan spun faintly, and his eyes revealed burning desire and curiosity. The desire for another unknown world, for him, even surpassed the desire for life and death.
Crack!
The moment the black door was pushed open, a faintly discernible pulling force seemed to penetrate the invisible space and instantly enveloped the vertical lines on the black door.
The patterns on the black door trembled strangely, and the body of the Juubi embedded in the door seemed to be pulled by some rules, trying to escape from the door and re-form the body of the Juubi across the barrier of nothingness.
Yarlin was stunned, and then a strong murderous intent appeared on his face. His palm suddenly pressed in the middle of the black door, and a section of the Juubi's body that drilled out of the door was entangled by countless black threads, and then it was forced back into the door inch by inch. Countless surging black threads drilled out of the nest, and the black tentacles that covered everything plunged into the pattern on the door like countless sewing needles and threads, tightly sewing the pattern on the door.
"The key has already been obtained, how can I give it back!"
Yarlin's mouth evoked a smile. He pulled open the black door, and half of his body stepped into the black door. His cold cheeks were half turned, half bright, and half covered in darkness. "Solve the hidden dangers of this world!"
Half of the apostles followed Yarlin out of this world, but the other half were still here, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The black door slowly closed, and then dissipated in space, returning to the eternal depths of the black abyss.
The surging black tentacles retracted into the darkness. Gana narrowed his eyes, watching the black door completely disappear in front of him. His face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a ferocious voice, "It was not easy for me to get the key, and now someone wants to steal it back. No matter who he is, he is dead!"
The gloomy voice echoed in the underground, and a few apostles shrouded in black robes also exuded murderous intent.
On the other side.
Ripples appeared in the space, and the extreme pulling force connected with some kind of rule power. The psychic power twisted and folded the space tunnel, and a gloomy atmosphere spread out from nothingness.
The rippling air was like a steaming mist, and a vague shadow appeared in the illusion. It was a terrifying and gloomy black door. There was a squirming pattern on the deep door, which looked like the body of the Ten-tailed Beast!
The body was embedded … No, it was more like it was swallowed by the door.
Then, a wriggling body crawled out of the door frame bit by bit. Then, a white glove pressed against the body of the Ten-tailed Beast and forcefully stuffed it back into the door. In an instant, countless terrifying black tentacles covered the entire black door. Fine threads followed the pattern and sewed the pattern that had returned to its deathly stillness onto the door frame.
The picture distorted, and then suddenly disappeared in the air.
The distorted space collapsed, and what finally penetrated through the distorted space was a vicious killing intent that seeped into the soul. It was as if there was a sick and gloomy voice whispering in the ear, "All of you must die!"
The Rinnegan seemed to be frozen with a layer of frost, cold and stinging. Nagato pinched his eyebrows hard, and his face was gloomy to the extreme. The psychic summoning of the Gedo Mazo failed.
Nagato didn't believe it and tried to summon it again, but this time, there was no response at all. It was as if the Gedo Mazo had completely disappeared from this world along with the black door.
Under the whirlpool mask, the hidden face was also stunned, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and his voice was hoarse and dry, "Failed?"
Nagato stood up, and without a word, he glanced at the two Jinchuriki lying on the ground, and after a while, he said fiercely, "The plan to capture the Bijuu is temporarily put aside. We have to do our best to get rid of the apostles first. At least, we have to snatch the Gedo Mazo back!"
"Understood!"
The Akatsuki members responded, and the atmosphere in the air was extremely dignified and depressing.
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