Nagato carrying rice in Konoha

All around, there is the underground world, a deathly silence and loneliness.

On the wall in front of him is a giant mural composed of flesh, blood and spiritual power.The surface of the mural glows with a cool, gray light, which looks a bit dim, like the eyes of a dead creature.

Nagato quietly observed the motionless skeleton kneeling there.

The skeleton obviously doesn't care whether anyone is looking at it or aware of its existence...

But anyone who sees its current posture will definitely feel that it kneels here willingly according to its own will, right?

But where does the guilt surrounding it come from?What is its identity and how does it relate to the mural?And, most importantly, how could an "ordinary" skeleton show such complex emotions?

This is the question that makes Nagato feel most puzzling and confused.

After all, the skeleton has no eyes and no flesh and blood. The whole body is clean, not even a strand of flesh. The dog will shake his head when he sees it! !How can such a dead person's bones make people feel emotions from its body?

This is a strange thing, right?

Nagato asked himself.

He has seen skeletons before. On the battlefield, no matter whether they were male or female, strong or novice, they are dead when they die. After turning into skeletons, they are no different from animal bones - just a cold It's just a dead thing, leaving no trace of life at all, let alone expressing any emotion.

Therefore, when Nagato compared this skeleton with the ordinary skeletons in his memory, he felt more and more that the skeleton in front of him was looking for trouble.

Who are you looking down on?You still need to be special after you die, right?

Nagato thought this way, stretched out a finger and pressed it on the skull's forehead, directly touching it and activating the abilities of the Immortal Human World and the Hungry Ghost Path on it.As a result, nothing was noticed.

He didn't feel chakra, nor any spiritual power, let alone anything like a soul.Is this really just a skeleton, with nothing and nothing left behind, but you can still feel some kind of emotion from it?It seems like mental pollution?

Nagato considered this feeling carefully, his eyes narrowed, the expression on his face becoming more and more dangerous.

When ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, they really can't find an entry point, so they will most likely give up. Otherwise, what else can they do?However, Nagato considered himself not a "kind-hearted" person. In line with the idea that he would rather kill the wrong person than let go, he sullenly retracted his finger, then silently raised his right foot and aimed at the skull's head... ···

"No response, right???" Nagato muttered.

Then with a "ping" sound, he kicked out.

A merciless, clean kick.

The skull's head was missing, a literal shattered fracture.A pile of bone powder rose up in front of Nagato's base, floated in the air, and finally scattered on the ground...

Well, I don't know if it was because he kicked it too hard or if the skeleton has been kneeling here for a long time and has osteoporosis.In short, this is the result, the skull's head is gone, and there is no abnormality at all...

Nagato was a little unhappy now.

What he imagined was that the skeleton suddenly jumped up, a roc spread its wings in the air, and then quickly caught his kick, and replied "You are very weak" and other fantastic and "natural" things did not happen. ! !

The remaining bones of the skeleton, the body, shook and fell apart.He fell to the ground and made a weak sound. It sounded very innocent, as if he was complaining about the atrocities he had suffered.

"..."

Nagato fell silent and continued to be cautious.

As mentioned above, he is not a soft-hearted person, and he is not a person who will give up! !Therefore, he felt that he had to do something more!

Therefore, he did not retract his kicked right foot, but increased the intensity, used the magic chakra, and then stepped hard on the skeleton's body.

"boom!"

A bang.

With the blessing of magical chakra, the right foot and the skeleton's body, which increased the force area, overlapped after a brief contact.Without any accident, the skeleton's body was shattered and trampled into a pile of bone powder.It seems that if you just rinse it with water, you can feed it directly to Crazy Fei Duan and give them calcium?

"Well, is this... really just a skeleton?"

Nagato was surprised.He took back his right foot and scratched his head, feeling as if he had done something stupid.

Regarding this kind of meaningless behavior that was similar to whipping corpses, he felt that it would be better to do less.

But things have happened, what else can he do?Everything should be sunny and look forward.What could he be wrong about?Maybe he just fulfilled the skeleton's wish and gave it a happy life?

How bad is it to keep kneeling?No one can say that there is no possibility that the skeleton is actually thanking him, right?The skeleton didn’t deny it anyway! ! !

Thinking of this, Nagato immediately completed his psychological construction and became "righteous" again.

"Moreover, if there is no problem with the skeleton itself, then its role in the secret room should be clear..."

As Nagato spoke, he exerted chakra force on his right foot, blowing away all the bone powder under his feet, destroying all traces of corpses.Try to act like you're thinking, "What's the use?"

During this time, he didn't notice that the bone powder originally scattered in the secret room began to float gently again. In the darkness, at Nagato's feet, it was floating like tiny creatures on the seabed, strangely And mysterious.

Nagato felt nothing.

But gradually, he suddenly "thought" and understood, and his eyes lit up.

"The skeleton itself has no emotions, and the emotions on it can only come from elsewhere. This is the same as the moon cannot shine, but it can reflect sunlight, so... this is a matter of perspective!"

Saying this, Nagato adjusted his angle and suddenly appeared where the skeleton was kneeling before.He began to look at the mural in front of him from the perspective of a skeleton.

It's like a tunnel has been opened.

Nagato's sight directly penetrated the spiritual energy in front of the mural, and what he saw was the huge palm that Hamura Otsutsuki finally took out.

From his current angle, this palm seemed to be slapped on his head, which made Nagato quite uncomfortable.

But is it really that simple?

The bone meal floated and connected into pieces.Just like the single-cell organisms in the original ocean combined into multi-cell organisms, a white mist was connected, seeming to have regained some vitality.

If Nagato felt something, looking at Otsutsuki Hamura's huge palm, he suddenly had a strange idea, that is, this palm was very familiar and seemed to be exactly the same as his own.This palm seemed to have been taken by him himself.

No matter the shape, texture, or even the fingerprints on the fingers, there is no difference.Nagato looked down at his palms, and had the illusion that the person standing in the mural at this time was not Otsutsuki Hamura, but himself.

He stood inside the mural.

The sky was a heavy lead color, broken, as if it was about to collapse.

The surrounding strong winds roared past, sweeping the earth with him as the origin, blowing in all directions, all the way to the end of the horizon.

Incomparably full, almost exploding energy filled his body.

He discovered that it was not actually the wind that swept the world with him as the center, but just the "qi" that could not be controlled from his body.

It's like an atmosphere, covering the world.The power that can tear the world apart is being generated in his chest, filling it up and must be vented.

However, after this blow, nothing matters anymore...

He has to do it, no matter what the cost...

Nagato suddenly opened his eyes wide, and pulled himself out of the hallucination brought by the mural.

At some point, a strong vision appeared in front of him. In the vision, eight huge cracks split from the palm of Otsutsuki Hamura's hand and stretched across all the murals in the secret room.From the last battle, to Kaguya Otsutsuki, and seemingly until eternity, everything was shattered into nine huge fragments.

"It's really hard to defend against..."

Nagato exhaled, trying to calm down his emotions and liberate himself from the hallucination caused by Hamura Otsutsuki.

However, the sense of crisis has become more and more real.

He looked at the mural and knew he had to make a choice.It is to enter the mural desperately according to "one's own will", see what the mystery is in the last mural, and solve all the mysteries.Or should he stay where he is and wait for the decisive battle? ? ?