Konoha: Start with omniscience and omnipotence

Chapter 177 [176] The beginning of the third war

During the period after Kazekage's assassination, the entire front line of the Land of Rain showed a strange calm, just like the calm sea before a storm, brewing a gloomy black shadow.

For the ninjas on the front line, the task pressure is undoubtedly much easier, and the economic pressure originally placed on the Daming Mansion has also been reduced a lot.

Many people are looking forward to going back soon.

go home.

Not only the people in Konoha think this way, but most of the ninjas standing opposite them also think this way.

Human nature is always the same.

The four major powers confronting each other on the mainland seem to have reached some kind of silent agreement, slowing down the recent mutual penetration.

But what is not well known is that the arms manufacturing and production activities behind each village have become more active.

Everyone was working hard, placing their trump cards on the card table and staring at each other, silently waiting for the opportunity.

Waiting to give someone else a shot.

In this depressing atmosphere, Aida Masaki's daily life became more regular and relaxed.

But the more ordinary daily life is as comfortable, smooth and unfluctuated as a horizontal line, the easier it is for you to be in an inadvertent moment.

It took a sharp turn.

The country of wind, the capital.

A half-grown, skinny boy wearing a shabby cloak crouched in the shadow of the alley, hiding from the harsh midday sun.

The boy was dark and skinny, with a typical appearance from the sand people of the Kingdom of Wind. His hands and feet were as thin as poles, but his belly and eyes were abnormally large. The skin of his small round belly under the cloak that even covered half of his face,

The grid-like lines supported by the white soil are vaguely outlined.

For the poor orphans among the sand people, the last meal in their lives often has to be sand or soil.

But he is different.

At this moment, the boy's round, bulging eyes were seen looking out along the alley, staring at the luxury car driving slowly from the far entrance.

Because the wind and sand were too strong, fine silk and satin curtains were used to cover the sand on both sides of the carriage. There were dozens of people surrounding it on both sides. There were three carriages opening the road, all riding horses.

That is the car of the Daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind.

In this big and impoverished country, only these few nobles can afford to support such a situation.

The boy, who had never had a full meal since he was a child, was watching quietly at this moment, with a bit of curiosity in his protruding eyes.

The man sitting on the bicycle frame and the man squatting in the alley were obviously no different in physiological structure, but at this moment they seemed to have become two completely different creatures.

In his small hands that were as bony as thin rods, he was holding a piece of dry oil cake, with black sesame seeds and fine salt sprinkled on the surface. There was enough oil, and it was a little slippery in his hands.

Because he had never eaten such good food in his life, the boy ate very carefully. The bad teeth that had been corroded by the alkaline soil and were slightly chipped creaked. He chewed slowly like a millstone, grinding the teeth that were not surprising to many people.

The oil cake, swallowed carefully.

But despite being so careful, and in the context of a big occasion, the pancake, which was only as big as his palm, could not last more than two minutes.

When he finished his last meal, the Daimyo of the Land of Wind walked up not far from the alley entrance in front of him.

The boy carefully licked the oil stains off his hands and stood there for less than half a second.

Take a big step!

Despite his young age, he is actually a 'ninja'.

Today is his first mission.

On the frame.

The Daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind was looking at this year's military financial report from Sand Hidden Village with an angry look on his face, and he slapped the wolf hair in his hand on the table with anger.

His fat body shook with anger.

The flesh on his body couldn't stop shaking.

"Kurosawa, you bastard!"

"After he managed things like this on the battlefield, he still has the nerve to ask me to increase military spending for next year?!"

"Add money, add money. Just know how to add money!"

"And add 20% in one breath?"

"Go crazy!"

"How about you win for a while first?"

He cursed and ridiculed loudly, not caring that the 'Kurosawa' he spoke of was theoretically the third Kazekage who controlled the military lifeline of the Kingdom of Wind and was in charge of everything in Sunagakure Village.

The famous man from the Kingdom of Wind was so angry that he lifted his loose collar.

The maid who was also standing on the carriage waved the feather fan in her hand more vigorously, fearing that she would be provoked if she made the slightest mistake.

At this time, only the shogunate, who was sitting on his knees and serving as an aide to the daimyo, could relieve His Highness's anger.

He smiled gently and said: "Why should the Daimyo get angry for some martial arts? I heard that the third Kazekage was defeated by an unknown junior in Konoha, and his reputation in the ninja world is no longer what it used to be. Thinking about it, he probably wanted to show off his lower body.

It’s just the other abilities of the ‘Wind Shadow’.”

"As for war, it is just a joke to intimidate us, and we should treat it as a joke."

This 'Daimyo's staff' was very precise: "It has only been less than ten years since the massive Second Ninja War."

"How can any country in the world have the energy to do it again?"

The daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind frowned, and the fat on his face tightened a bit:

"What about this money.?"

"Why don't you go buy flower wine!"

"Hahaha"

The frown under the daimyo's crown suddenly relaxed, and the fat on his face and the clothes on his chest also calmed down, and it seemed that even the scalding temperature became less irritating.

I still understand me.

Just as he was thinking this, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of a skinny half-year-old child running into the front of the motorcade from the side of the alley. He stumbled after a broken grass ball and ran into the avenue, blocking the front of the motorcade.

, seeing it was about to be run over by the heavy carriage wheels.

Almost at the same moment, several ninjas became vigilant, and some looked unbearable and wanted to run over and pick them up.

But, the next second.

The boy fell to the ground and tore open a scroll.

All the ninjas present looked shocked almost at the same time, roared and flew towards him as fast as they could in their lives.

There was a mischievous smile on the skinny boy's face.

But just now, the daimyo, who was just thinking about which oiran to invite, and his wife returned to the palace to play tricks, was suddenly shrouded in boundless darkness.

[Li·Four Elephants Seal]

The sudden spread of the dark sphere expanded and contracted like air. Looking down from a high altitude, it seemed as if a drop of cloud was dotted in the center of the capital of the Kingdom of Wind.

Then, it disappeared again.

Also swallowed together were the daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind and a total of seventy-four people beside him.

On this piece of land that stands between sand walls and alleys, only a slightly abrupt depression remains.

Silent and breathless.

Everyone present witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

Time in the Kingdom of Wind seemed to have been pressed on the pause button at this moment.

This dangerous fuse hidden under the wave of the ninja world and connecting various countries,

Finally, the fire came to an end.

The border between fire and wind.

Weilian Mountain Fortress.

"Dang, Dang, Dang——"

The gong rang and the warning bell rang.

The stationed ninjas who were always in a state of combat readiness quickly ran to their respective posts and formed a joint force under the orders of Lord Orochimaru.

At the same time, there are large-scale reconnaissance outposts, and spies are scattered everywhere.

Orochimaru himself frowned, standing on the highest wall of the fortress, looking at the endless crowd of people scattered and advancing in the distance.

There was a faint hint of strange color on his face.

"How come there are so many?"

He murmured in his mouth, his brows furrowed in confusion.

The scene before him did not conform to his pre-war speculation.

However, before his doubts could last long, several pieces of information passed from the village to the front line through various channels were handed over by an assistant who was from the Nara clan, and he quickly summarized:

"Lord Orochimaru!"

"Two pieces of news came from the village."

"An announcement was made two days ago. A daimyo from the Kingdom of Wind was assassinated and died. His son succeeded to the throne and issued an edict to the Kingdom of Fire to punish thieves."

"The second one was posted yesterday."

Assistant Nara's expression was gloomy and his tone was depressed: "The Third Kazekage is in the name of Sunagakure."

"War has been declared on Konoha."

Orochimaru listened quietly.

Those golden vertical pupils maintained an almost indifferent calm from beginning to end.

After a few minutes of silence, he spoke calmly:

"Release these two pieces of news to the entire army."

"Just say it."

"The Third Ninja War has begun."

According to U.S. time, it should still be night, right?

I was wrong (Three Hundred and Sixty Degree Thomas Spiral Kneeling)

Also, do you have any folk remedies that can improve waist fatigue? A friend of mine said that he was so tired that his legs were so split that he needed to take a lot of supplements.

(End of chapter)