Nagato carrying rice in Konoha

"Mizukage-sama, be careful."

Nagato suddenly appeared in front of the Mizukage, making everyone present feel chills on their bodies. Chojuro immediately noticed Nagato's position and shouted a reminder to the Mizukage Terumi Mei.

Although they all saw Nagato punching Terumi Mei, they also discovered Nagato's true intention.However, because Nagato's time and space ninjutsu was so fast that there was no need to form seals at all, so they could only stand there and be on guard, and there was no time to rescue her.

Chojuro, who was closest to Terumi Mei, simply threw away the two swords in his hands in a hurry, and threw himself at Nagato.

However, in everyone's eyes, his speed was still too slow and he couldn't keep up with Nagato's punches.

Everyone couldn't help but recall what the Raikage-sama said about Nagato's fist not long ago, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in their hearts.

Terumi Mei herself looked blankly at Nagato who suddenly appeared in front of her, feeling the heavy oppression brought by his cold samsara eyes at close range, waiting for death to come.

"puff"

The sound of fists punching through flesh was heard.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with complicated eyes, and even Nagato's eyes flashed with a hint of disbelief.

A large amount of blood splashed on Terumi Mei's face, her eyes widened involuntarily, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Chojuro's speed increased incredibly at this moment, and he threw himself in front of Terumi Mei, blocking the fatal blow for her.

At this time, Chojuro's abdomen had been completely penetrated by Nagato. Under Terumi Mei's dull eyes, he used his last bit of strength to hug Nagato's arms tightly with both hands.

"Mizukage-sama, run quickly."

As if sensing Terumi Mei's sight behind him, Chojuro turned around and said softly to Terumi Mei.

While speaking, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was trying to smile at her.

A large amount of blood gushes out from the hole in Changjuro's body, like an unstoppable spring, dyeing the ground blood red.

Along with the blood gushing out of his body, there were dense black curse lines, which seemed to come alive and climbed up Nagato's arms and spread toward his body.

"I have already made up my mind to protect myself with death, so I have preset the power of the curse seal in my body?"

Darui glanced at Chojuro for the last time with a sad look, and then, without any hesitation in his eyes, he rushed towards Kirabi with a slight stagger: "We are no match for him if we retreat."

Kirabi stood there, looking at the last scene of Chojuro, his eyes full of anger. He was stunned for a long time, and finally he could only sigh helplessly under the urging of the Eight-Tails in his body, and fled with Darui.

If he doesn't run away, it will only be a waste of Chojuro's sacrifice. No one will believe that the power of this curse seal can really trap Nagato.

"Mizukage-sama" Aoya reminded loudly to Mizukage. Terumi Mei bit her lip and glanced at Chojuro for the last time. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she quickly fled with Ao.

"I protected Mizukage-sama." Looking at Mizukage's leaving figure, Chojuro sighed softly. He was obviously not going to die soon, but there was a child-like joy on his face.

Whether it is curse seals or ninjutsu, all ninja methods require chakra.

As long as all the chakra in them is sucked away, these things will be of no use at all.

Of course Nagato knew this, but he did not take action. He just stood there, looking at Changjuro's eyes that were gradually dimming, and replied softly: "Yes, you protected her. You are a qualified guard."

At least, before you die completely, let you leave this world in contentment.

Standing still, Nagato looked at the fluttering white snowflakes in the sky, ignoring the Mizukage and others who were gradually walking away, as if he was really restrained by Chojuro.

"The way of the world." "The way of hell."

When Chojuro's breathing became more and more subtle, even his will began to weaken.He pulled out Chojuro's soul, threw his body and soul together into the mouth of Yama behind him.

"Is he the next opponent?" Nagato whispered to himself after glancing at the direction Mizukage was escaping from.

He stepped forward, picked up the two-knife flounder abandoned by its owner on the ground, and continued to chase in the direction of Mizukage.

There, standing in front of him was the samurai Mifune, who was standing alone in the snow with a famous sword in his hand.

"Your Excellency, Akatsuki Organization, can you give me some face and let Mizukage and his group leave?"

Nagato:

I have red hair and I didn’t even ask you to give me face, but you actually have the nerve to ask me for face.

"Are you the only one?"

Nagato scanned the sky and the ground with his white eyes, and once again confirmed that Mifune was the only one here, and there was no trace of other samurai at all.

"Facing a ninja as powerful as you, bringing more people will only increase casualties." Mifune replied.

"Oh, then if you stop me by yourself, it won't just increase casualties."

"We warriors have been loyal to peace since ancient times and act in accordance with our beliefs."

Nagato couldn't help but his face darkened when he heard this.

After "Give me a face", did you resort to the "since ancient times" trick?

Although on the surface it seems to be something like that, upon closer inspection, his words are all vulgar language.

"Allegiance" Nagato sneered, "This is the path you warriors have chosen, then be loyal to me, I am peace."

"Your actions will only bring war."

"Only war can breed peace." Nagato shook his head, not expecting his eloquence to convince anyone, "Listen, you fool, peace is something to strive for, never to be loyal to. You guys. Samurai have always only served and loyal to a specific person or thing. But after that person disappears and you have no one to serve, do you start to comfort yourself with the concept of loyalty to some kind of nothingness? The so-called warriors are basically They don’t understand what peace is, and they don’t even have a complete personality.”

Mifune frowned, feeling once again the same confusion as when he faced Nagato not long ago.

He felt like this man was like an alien, and his way of thinking was completely incomprehensible to him.

"War will only bring death and pain. We samurai have been dedicating everything to peace. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"That's a big mistake." Nagato looked at him with only contempt in his eyes, "War is just a means, an extension of the country's self-will. It is just a tool and does not determine anything by itself. You samurai You have made all the jokes for peace. You have never done anything that can be praised. You have always been just safeguarding the interests of the five major countries. However, it is the five major countries themselves that have caused chaos in this world. You cannot do this. I don’t know, so what have you samurai done for peace? Have you ever prevented a war between the five major countries?”

"It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of samurai. We samurai focus on our own belief in peace, implement it as our own way, spur ourselves on at all times, and continue our way like a famous sword."

"In my opinion, this statement is nothing more than converting the objective reality into the will of self-satisfaction. Bound by this so-called "Tao", you warriors can't do anything at all and are worthy of disappearing into the world. In the dust of history.”

The conversation had no effect at all. Nagato kept walking towards Mifune, and Mifune also held his own sword in his right hand.