Konoha Hits The Soul

Shimura Danzō listened to the drop of water.

An emotion called fear arose in the body.

As the former leader of the roots.

The executor of many criminal laws and torture methods at the root.

He never thought that one day he would suffer such torture.

What he didn't expect was that he would have time to surrender.

Shimura Danzō broke down the moment the person called Mercy got out information about "Takatenhara" from his mind.

Even if it is calculated to betray Konoha.

Danzo also feels that he has his own bottom line.

At least, in his heart, one day he will return to the village with a domineering attitude, and then personally retrieve everything he should have.

And it should never be like this.

A strong sense of guilt emerged in his heart.

But soon, it was replaced by madness and anger.

Yes, he is Shimura Danzō.

Even if he did something wrong this time, it was worth the sacrifice to be able to return his return.

All that is lost today will return in another way.

It must be like this...

must......

The indifferent one-eyed was blurred, and then filled with fear.

Appeared!

The thing that scared him appeared again!

Shimura Danzō lifted his head in despair, staring one-eyed wide.

The white pupils are covered with fine bloodshot eyes.

Within the field of vision that only he can see.

The blood was like a big red snake that had come alive, winding around him layer by layer, and then entwined his limbs and arms layer by layer, making a weird sound of "sizzling".

A heart-wrenching pain immediately penetrated into his body along the skin, as if countless ants were struggling to bite his body, tearing his flesh and blood one by one.

Danzo screamed heartbreakingly.

And it is in this fear.

Danzo saw faces in the pool of blood.

It was all the souls whose lives were lost in his hands, or died in the hands of the roots.

The faces of these dead souls were full of anger and resentment.

They whirled around Danzo's face, making crazy and stern laughter.

Danzo looked at them in horror.

I want to close my eyes.

But like something was holding his one-eyed eyelid, he couldn't even try to close his eyelid.

He growled.

Roaring frantically.

Madness replaced calmness, and pain overwhelmed reason.

Something suppressed his chest, breathless, full of resentment.

There was never a moment when he yearned for death so much.

Desire to end this as soon as possible.

Suddenly, as if responding to the longing in his heart.

All illusions and pain disappeared.

The whole world is silent.

Danzo only felt his body loose, and his whole body was kneeling on the ground weakly, his eyes lost.

Until someone stepped on a pool of blood and walked towards him.

In the blood swaying from the clogs, a somewhat familiar figure covered in blood appeared, making Danzo sluggish in place.

"Old... teacher?"

Danzo looked up in amazement. But a big hand slammed his neck.

Until this time.

The face of Second Hokage Senju Tobirama appeared before Shimura Danzō's eyes. The blood stained his body and white hair. He looked at Danzo coldly, his pupils sharp and full of killing intent, and the flashes were full of unique coldness and gloom.

"Teacher, teacher."

Danzo murmured weakly, but didn't seem to get any response.

Senju Tobirama put pressure on his hands and lifted Danzo up and hung in mid-air.

Danzo's face was purple, his face was swollen, his mouth was open, and his tongue was twitching slightly.

He grabbed Senju Tobirama's wrist with one arm, trembling slightly, and said hoarsely, "Why... why, teacher, I...I'm Danzo."

"You let me down."

Finally responded to Danzo's words, and an indifferent voice sounded, cold as ice: "Why do you give me the information, so many loopholes."

"Teacher..." Danzo struggled painfully, seeming to want to explain.

"Shimura Danzō, don't call me a teacher, you have no value you can use."

Senju Tobirama looked at him indifferently: "You are nothing compared to'monkeys'. Even after so many years, you still can't live up to my expectations.

Shimura Danzō, why do you still have the face to live in this world? Do you really want to throw all my face in? "

"Teacher, I..."

"I said, don't call me a teacher!"

Senju Tobirama roared, his face suddenly changed.

One half is intact, while the other half is completely rotten, and even the hideous white bones can be seen inside.

"Did you see, Danzo, this is your fate, this is the fate of the loser!"

Senju Tobirama's weird face stared at him, with a terrifying but hideous mocking smile: "Do you... want this?"

Danzo's eyes widened again.

There were countless killings and bloody collisions in the eye sockets.

He opened his mouth wide.

He saw countless illusions of his failures and deaths.

He struggled with it, sometimes his body was shredded like mud, and sometimes he was stared at a huge pillar of shame, cast aside by thousands of people, from life to death, from death to life.

His mind collapsed time and time again, but time and time again was as good as ever.

He is angry, he is pained, he is desperate.

Looking at Senju Tobirama in front of me.

Shimura Danzō let out a hoarse roar, then suddenly stretched out his "arms" to press Senju Tobirama's throat, "eyes" shot out a dazzling fierce light: "No! I am not a loser! I am Shimura Danzō! No! People can kill me, I will never... fail!"

Click!

It was the sound of the throat bone being crushed.

Senju Tobirama's head fell from midair.

Then it rolled steadily on the ground, and finally stopped.

But those eyes still looked at Danzo in the end, with deep indifference and mockery in their eyes, which made people shudder.

Danzo rushed forward and raised his fists angrily, slamming them down like a hammer.

Let the hideous blood splash everywhere.

Until he lost all his strength and fainted to the ground.

Falling into a lethargy.

"It looks good."

Through the glass window, looking at the bloody stumps in the laboratory and Shimura Danzō who fell to the ground for physical transformation and implanted upgraded arms and eyeballs, Ci Xian nodded: "All the information that needs his explanation has been confessed. Yet?"

"Wait a little longer, and go through a few more Secret Technique transformations. When his mind is completely controlled by us, you can ask all the things you know."

The man with the isolation mask on his side and his face invisible said muffledly.

"As soon as possible."

Ci Xian said with some dissatisfaction: "I have a lot of things that need him to say."

"I will try my best next."

The man lowered his head humbly, and suddenly said, "I don't know where the Mercy Lord is? With the cooperation of his blood longan, the progress of the experimental transformation will definitely be speeded up."

"mercy?"

Ci Xian snorted, "That guy won't show up for the time being, don't count on him."

"Oh?"

The man asked curiously, "Could it be that something happened to Lord Mercy? I wonder if I can help?"

"Don't ask about things that shouldn't be asked."

Ci Xian glanced at the man indifferently: "I keep you alive so that you can reflect your own value. I don't want you to be nosy here, ask questions, and concentrate on doing your own things. Otherwise, you Understand what the result will be...beliuhu."

"Yes."

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