Chapter 90

In front of him, a handsome young man with black hair hanging down naturally spoke, and Xiaonan felt cold all over.

"What do you mean? Do you think you can kill Nagato easily?"

"Why not? Because the pair of eyes that were not suitable for his body? Even to communicate with the spirit and drive the outer path demon statue, he had to use all his chakra."

"Even if the Uzumaki clan has a strong vitality, without the cells of the sacred tree, it is difficult to drive the too terrifying chakra of the Samsara Eye."

The unreserved self-talk naturally made Xiaonan suspicious again. The boy in front of him seemed to know the Samsara Eye very well and had some knowledge of Nagato's life experience.

Thinking of his mysterious behavior, Xiaonan's heart sank. At this time, he didn't care about shyness and caution, and hurriedly asked

"The Uzumaki clan? Was Nagato a member of the Uzumaki clan? The survivor of the destroyed Uzushio country?"

"Ah, yes, that red hair and that strong vitality are proof that he is from the Uzumaki clan. That bright red hair is really eye-catching and you can tell his origins at a glance."

"The Uzumaki clan is a distant relative of the Senju clan of Konoha. The most outstanding representative of the sacred tree cells, the first Hokage Senju Hashirama, is proof of inheriting the body of a sage."

At this time, Xiaonan has realized that he seems to have come into contact with a very great secret, and his light orange eyes are full of amazement.

"The body of an immortal? Could it be referring to the legendary Sage of Six Paths?"

"Of course, without the powerful recovery ability of the Six Paths Sage, Nagato's physique is not even as good as that of Hashirama Senju, but even so, he can barely let that guy rely on Nagato's Samsara Eye."

Instantly, Konan was furious, and she didn't even know that a trace of doubt had risen in her heart.

"Full of nonsense, Nagato's Samsara Eye is a treasure given to him by God, he is destined to lead the world to peace......."

Before he finished speaking, the blood-red in the darkness quietly turned into a deep purple.

"Don't underestimate the Uchiha's pupil power, little girl. The so-called Uchiha clan is the representative of the Sage Eye. Does having the Samsara Eye mean that you can lead the world to peace? What a joke!"

Trembling all over, Xiaonan herself didn't know what her expression was at the moment, because the scene in front of her had already made her speechless.

"The so-called legends all have their own factual basis. Uchiha and Senju are the heirs of the bloodline of the Six Paths Sage. The elder brother inherited the eyes of the Sage, and the younger brother inherited the body of the Sage."

"However, I am really bored with this chaotic ninja world. Are you interested in witnessing how the immortal god was born?"

The shock and confusion in his mind were mixed into a mess. After trying to sort out his thoughts, Xiaonan spoke again.

"What did you mean by that? Nagato's eyes weren't his own? Did they belong to another Uchiha?"

"Uchiha Madara, everyone thought he died in the battle with Senju Hashirama, but in fact he did not die, but got what he wanted most, opened the Samsara Eye......"

"If I were to tell the story with words alone, it would be quite long, so it would be simpler to tell it with an illusion."With a gleam in his eyes, the instructions that Black Zetsu gave to Obito on behalf of Uchiha Madara after his death appeared in Konan's mind one by one.

"This is the way it is. The eyes of the Six Paths Sage cannot be explained simply by saying that they were given by God."

"Your companions, Yahiko and Nagato, who aspire to bring peace to the world, were both innocent pawns who paid their lives for the schemes of others."

"Maybe their hearts are true, but in the face of a conspiracy that cannot be violated, a plan that has been carefully planned for decades, what can you do when you are blinded by ambiguous cognition?"

The atmosphere fell into a cold silence, and Xiaonan remained silent, as if he was still immersed in shock and unable to extricate himself.

Time passed, until the toxins of the salamander in the body were completely eliminated, Huayue extracted the toxins in the culture dish and opened the glass made of special materials.

""Paper Dance!"

Countless pieces of paper flew out and instantly passed through the figure hidden in the darkness. Xiaonan, whose whole body seemed to have turned into pieces of paper, shouted

"Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will not allow you to attack Yahiko and Nagato, absolutely!"

"It depends on you......."

Things changed and the scene shifted. Time in my eyes had been turned upside down. The figure that should have been pierced by the paper shuriken was now sitting on the stone throne, looking down.

"Yahiko, a staff member of an orphanage in Konoha Village, the Land of Fire, has forgotten ninjutsu and ninja, and no longer has to face the threat of death, and lives a peaceful life."

"Are you satisfied with the life I have arranged for him? As for his ideal of becoming a god in this world and bringing peace to the world, I will realize it with my unique eyes of the immortal, how about that?"

Expectedly, his every move was seen through by him, and the existence in front of him was like an unreachable mountain, and he could not tell the depth at a glance.

"Why? Why are you obsessed with me?"

"Why? Maybe it's because I'm not interested, or it can be said to be a personal hobby. The so-called human beings are just apes in civilized clothes, nothing more."

Becoming a god is a career, hunting for beauties is a hobby. Sometimes the two are mixed, but when it's time to distinguish them, we still have to distinguish them clearly.

"You are too dangerous. In your eyes, humans are just animals like apes? Then what exactly are humans in your eyes?"

"God, or rather, a person wearing the cloak of God, whose inner self is free from the control of emotions and internal hormones, a cold and ruthless human being."

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The surroundings were silent, with only the densely packed experimental instruments and the occasional sound from the culture dish.

"Nagato, you really won't do anything to Nagato......"

"I can only promise that I won't kill him completely. It's impossible to save his eyes, as they were never his anyway. The rest depends on your attitude......."

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her light orange eyes flashed with complexity and determination. Her originally fair and delicate face turned pale at this moment.

"I hope you can keep your promise."

A few months have passed since that day. As the night deepened, in a corner outside Konoha Village, the pupils in his eyes moved, and his hands moved as steady as a machine, but they still did not stop.

Outside the door, the Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen signaled with his eyes, and the two Anbu beside him suddenly pushed the door open.

The old man's cloudy eyes scanned the surroundings, and when he saw the special specimens packed in bottles and jars, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Orochimaru, recently, the ninjas in the village have disappeared unexpectedly. It was you who did it!"