SEC Chapter 849 Not good
Chapter 849 Not good
"Yahiko! Something terrible has happened!"
A member of Akatsuki, covered in blood, stumbled over, his eyes filled with terror, "Konan... Konan-neechan, she..."
"What's wrong with Konan?!" Yahiko and the usually taciturn Nagato rushed over at the same time.
"Sister Konan went to meet with Lord Hanzo's envoy, but... but she was ambushed! That was... that was Konoha's Anbu!"
"what?!"
Yahiko felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. Hanzo? Konoha?
Before he could react, countless signal flares suddenly rose up around the canyon. Immediately afterwards, swarms of ninjas emerged from all directions, instantly surrounding the entire canyon.
On the opposite cliff, two figures stood side by side, like two gods looking down on ants.
One is Hanzo the Salamander, who wears a breathing mask and is known as a "demigod".
The other is Danzo Shimura, the leader of Konoha's "Root" who walks with a cane and has a sinister one-eyed look.
At their feet, a girl with light blue hair was tightly bound by chakra ropes and lay unconscious.
"Xiao Nan!!!"
Yahiko and Nagato let out a heart-wrenching roar.
"Hanzo! What do you mean by this?!" Yahiko pointed at Hanzo on the high cliff, his eyes filled with disbelief and anger. "Didn't we make a promise? We were to work together for the peace of the Land of Rain! Why did you do this?!"
Hanzo looked down at the naive young man below, a hint of disdain and cruelty flashing in his eyes.
"Peace? Kid, you're too naive." Hanzo's voice was as cold as ice. "In this ninja world, only absolute rule is true peace. Your existence has already threatened my position. And any threat must be eliminated."
He turned his head and glanced at Danzo beside him: "Lord Danzo, this is the 'prey' you wanted. That girl, and these two brats, are at your disposal."
Danzo's single eye gleamed with the cold light of a successful conspiracy.
"Well done, Hanzo." Danzo stepped forward and threw a kunai at Yahiko's feet, his voice like a devil's whisper, "Want to save that girl? It's simple. Akatsuki leader, as long as you die here, I'll release her, and that red-haired brat beside you."
"This is what they call... trading one's life for another."
The air solidified instantly.
Despair engulfed the entire canyon like a tidal wave.
Yahiko looked at the kunai at his feet, then at Konan, who was unconscious high up, and at Nagato, whose face was full of terror.
A conspiracy. A complete and utter conspiracy.
Hanzo betrayed his promise and joined forces with the dark forces of Konoha to set a deadly trap for the Akatsuki.
"Why...why can't this world tolerate even a sliver of light..." Yahiko clenched his fist, his nails piercing his palm, blood dripping onto the soil, and also onto that beautiful dream of peace.
The rain fell softly on this land that was shrouded in gloom all year round, like tears from the sky, unable to cleanse the filth in people's hearts.
Yahiko knelt in the mud, his hands gripping the ground tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
"Why...why did it turn out like this..."
Regret gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake. He had always believed that as long as he held sincerity in his heart and persisted in dialogue and understanding, he could move people's hearts and bring true peace. It was this naiveté that led him to believe Hanzo's lies, and that led him and his companions step by step into this meticulously woven death trap.
"Hanzo! You despicable scoundrel!"
Yahiko suddenly looked up, his eyes, usually full of sunshine and hope, now bloodshot and filled with tears. "We trusted you so much! We regarded you as a hero of the Land of Rain! Why did you betray us?! Why did you harm Konan?!"
High on the cliff, Hanzo the Salamander's face, hidden beneath his breathing mask, remained completely expressionless, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at a flock of lambs to the slaughter.
"Trust? That's just something the weak beg from the strong."
Hanzo's voice was deep and hoarse, exuding an undeniable authority. "Yahiko, I admit you are very talented, and your Akatsuki organization is indeed quite interesting. But on my territory, any force that I cannot control is a malignant tumor that must be eradicated. Your existence has shaken my rule, and that is the reason why you must die."
"As for betrayal..." Hanzo sneered, "I have never regarded you as allies, so how can there be any talk of betrayal?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Xiao Nan's hair and lifted the frail girl up, suspending her on the edge of the cliff like a trophy.
"Look at this woman. Isn't she one of your companions? Part of your ridiculous dream?"
Hanzo pulled a kunai from his ninja tool pouch and casually tossed it down. The kunai flashed through the air with a cold light and then, with a "clang," embedded itself deeply in the soil between Yahiko and Nagato.
"Make a choice, leader of Akatsuki."
Hanzo's tone was full of amusement and cruelty, "If you die right here right now, I'll let this woman and that red-haired kid next to you go. Trading your life for theirs, isn't that a good deal?"
The air seemed to freeze at that moment.
"No! Yahiko! Nagato! Run! Don't worry about me!"
Suspended in mid-air, Konan struggled desperately, but Hanzo held her firmly in his grasp. She screamed hoarsely, her voice shrill with fear and despair, "It's a trap! He won't let us go! Run!"
But her shouts did not move the two people below by an inch.
Hanzo ignored Konan's struggles and instead turned his gaze to Nagato, who was keeping his head down and trembling all over.
This red-haired boy had eyes that even made his heart flutter.
"Hey, redhead," Hanzo whispered like a demon, "you heard that too, didn't you? As long as that Yahiko dies, you and this woman can both live. I see you really want to live, so why don't you... give him a hand?"
“Pick up the kunai on the ground and kill him.” Hanzo’s voice was full of seduction. “Once you kill him, everything will be over. You will be free, and that woman will live. What an easy choice.”
Nagato's body jolted violently, his eyes, hidden beneath his bangs, filled with fear and confusion.
Kill...killed Yahiko?
Kill this dear friend who has always protected him like an older brother, guided him, and brought him hope?
"No...no...I can't do it..."
Nagato shook his head frantically, tears mingling with the rain as they streamed down his cheeks. His hand trembled as he reached for the kunai on the ground, but he couldn't bring himself to grasp it, as if it were a red-hot iron.