Pirate’s Brood Order

Shrouded in dark tones, the quiet air is spotless, the traces of the war damage have been erased, and everything has been restored intact, except for a layer of black smudges on the original outline of the building.

The Anbe members wearing black masks at the entrance are like cold sculptures, but Konoha's forehead is still tied to the shoulders, exuding a deadly and dangerous atmosphere, and the cold and bloodthirsty eyes are always watching the surroundings.

The collapsed and shattered Hokage Rock has been reassembled, but the original yellow color is too monotonous, so some black spots are added to the sand and stones to embellish it, making it look more majestic and mysterious.

A toad with countless piles of sarcoma crouched quietly under the Hokage Rock, its mouth made a "gurgling" breathing sound, and the saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth was dripping on the ground, sticky and greasy was blown by the wind. When it blows, it burns violently and burns a big hole in the ground.

Then it was extinguished by the heavy claws, and creeping creeps emerged from the burnt ground to smooth the ground again, and the black tentacles camouflaged the ground back to its original appearance.

In Naruto's office!

Tsunade in Hokage's suit bowed his head, black light flickered strangely in his pupils, and signed Hokage's document on the paper with the tip of his nose.

A list and documents about Konoha's rebellion will be sent to ninja villages of all sizes, and at the end there will be extremely strict wording "All ninja villages that accept Konoha's rebellion will be regarded as serious provocations , will usher in Konoha's fiercest revenge."

"I wish all Ninja villages and forces, big and small, who have received the letter, don't try to provoke Konoha!"

Swish Swish Swish Swish.

Tsunade quickly signed his name and stamped it with Hokage's seal.

About a few streets away, the base where the roots were originally located, in the underground laboratory more than 20 meters deep from the surface, Dashemaru looked at this sealed laboratory with a rare look of reminiscence in his eyes.

Back then, he defected from Konoha from this laboratory. Who would have expected that after a full circle of time, he would be able to return here again and take over this laboratory again.

The black door stands in the black silk thread, and the weird tree patterns embedded on the door seem to come alive, exuding a lifelike and eerie atmosphere.

Yarlin, who was wearing a white cloak, was standing by the door, his palms resting on the edge frame of the door, the cold and gloomy touch lingered on the door frame, and the cold breath permeated the world along the crack of the pushed door.

The smell of dampness, saltiness, and waves is mixed in the air. It is the breath of the sea, and there is also the smell of decay and blood from the bones buried endlessly by the sea.

Orochimaru sniffed, and the kaleidoscope sharing sharing eyes twirled faintly, his eyes showed burning desire and curiosity, the desire for another unknown world, for him, even surpassed the desire for life and death.

Click!

The moment the black door was pushed open, a faint traction seemed to penetrate the invisible space, instantly covering the vertical lines on the black door.

The pattern on the black door was trembling strangely, and the ten-tailed shell embedded in the door seemed to be being pulled by some rules, trying to break free from the door, and re-formed into a solid tail to cross the barrier of nothingness.

Yarlin was stunned, and then a strong murderous intent appeared on his face, and he pressed his palm in the middle of the black door suddenly. A section of the ten-tailed body drilled out of the body was locked by countless black threads, and then it was squeezed inch by inch. Pressing back into the door, countless surging black threads came out of the brood, 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 to death.

"How can I return the key that I have already obtained!"

The corner of Yarlin's mouth curled into an arc, he pulled open the black door, half of his body stepped into the black door, half of his stern face turned, half bright, half covered in darkness, "solve the problem of this world Hidden danger!"

Half of the apostles followed Yarlin and left this world, and half of the apostles were still here, with extremely murderous intent showing in their eyes upon hearing this.

The black door slowly closed, then dissipated into the space, and fell into the depths of the eternal black abyss.

The raging black tentacles folded and hid in the darkness. Gana squinted his eyes halfway, watching the black door completely disappear in front of his eyes, his face suddenly darkened, and he said fiercely: "I got the key with great difficulty. Now Someone wants to steal it back, no matter who he is, he is dead!"

The gloomy voice echoed underground, and several apostles shrouded in black robes also exuded awe-inspiring murderous aura.

the other side.

There are rippling ripples in the space, and the extreme traction force is connecting with some kind of regular power. Necromancy twists and folds the tunnel of space, and a gloomy and dead breath spreads out from nothingness.

The rippling air is like steaming mist, and a blurry shadow emerges from the illusion. It is a terrifying and gloomy black door. There is a wriggling pattern on the deep door, like the shell of ten tails!

The shell was embedded. No, it was more like being swallowed by the door.

Then I saw that the squirming body got out of the door frame little by little, and then a white glove was pressed against the body of the ten tails, and it was forced back into the door with a domineering force. In an instant, countless black tentacles surged. Covering the entire black door, strands of fine silk thread followed the pattern, meticulously sewing and nailing the entire restored pattern to the door frame.

The picture distorted, and then suddenly disappeared into the air.

The distorted space was pulled and collapsed, and finally the vicious murderous intent penetrated the soul through the distorted space, as if there was a sick and gloomy voice whispering in the ear: "You all have to die!"

The reincarnation eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, cold and painful, Nagato pinched the center of his eyebrows hard, his face was extremely gloomy, and the psychic summoning of the golem of the outside world failed.

Nagato tried to summon again in disbelief, but this time, he didn't even feel any feedback, as if the heretic golem had completely disappeared into this world together with the black gate.

Under the swirling mask, a hidden face was also stunned, its heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and the voice was hoarse and dry: "Failed?"

Nagato stood up, glanced at the two Jinchuriki lying on the ground without saying a word, and said harshly after a long while: "The plan to capture the tailed beast is put on hold for now, we must do our best to get rid of the apostles first, at least , to snatch the heretic golem back!"

"Understood!"

A group of Akatsuki members responded that the atmosphere in the air was indeed extremely dignified and oppressive.