Even though I don't like joining in with a group of rebellious ninjas, I don't seem to be qualified to say such things now.

He is also a traitor.

The Sandaime... Itachi sighed softly in his heart.

"That kind of guy has nothing to look forward to. He is not even qualified to have my eyes taken away from him now."

Itachi said so.

"That's right. I heard, Itachi, that you passed the Chunin Exams by yourself when you were ten years old. You're really amazing."

Kisame chuckled.

Itachi acquiesced.

Just like he was investigating Kisame's affairs, Kisame must also be secretly investigating his affairs.

This tacit understanding has long been a tacit fact on both sides.

"It's nothing. Konoha has never lacked geniuses."

Itachi told a fact that was both proud and heartbreaking.

It is true that Konoha does not lack geniuses, but the fact is that after these geniuses grow up, they either establish separate forces and break away from Konoha, or they become defected ninjas... There are also people like him who leave the village with special missions.

"Where are we going next? The leader hasn't issued any tasks recently. The rest of the organization seems to be busy with their own affairs."

Kisame kind of misses what happened in Kirigakure Village.

Although busy, it is fulfilling.

After joining the Akatsuki organization, in addition to completing several important tasks regularly every year, meetings are held every once in a while to keep in touch with each other.

The rest of the time is very leisurely, and the monthly salary is paid as usual.

Kisame was so idle that he didn't know what to do and was a little confused for a moment.

Obviously when he first took over this mission, Yagura said that this was a dangerous espionage mission that might bring him a near-death experience.

But the actual situation is that after working for only a few years, I have already begun to retire in the organization.

If one day I buy a yard and raise some fish in the pond... Kisame suddenly started to think wildly.

It seems that this kind of life is not bad.

But looking at the high salary paid every month, Kisame felt guilty.

I should take the initiative to do something for the organization to alleviate this feeling of guilt.

For example, let several big countries pay attention to the dangers of the Akatsuki organization earlier, so that they can have the motivation to work.

Otherwise, if this continues, I may really be directly fed up and crippled by the organization.

"If there is nothing else, you can check out the location in advance to prepare for subsequent actions."

Itachi also saw Kisame's boring mentality, and this idle mentality was exactly what he wanted.

Moreover, he also had something he wanted to verify.

"Stepping in?"

Kisame didn't understand the hidden meaning in Rong's words for a while.

"Let's go, rest tonight at the hotel in the town ahead, and think about the next thing."

Itachi stepped forward.

Kisame lazily raised the sword Samehada, placed it behind him, and slowly followed Itachi's footsteps.

In the white room without any color, the bonfire was crackling and burning.

The light and shadow of the flames shine on the clean walls, reflecting the swaying shadows of the flames.

Shiraishi looked at the young man in front of him, who was sitting by the campfire and dressed in an ancient style. The more he looked at him, the more he could feel that he was extremely different and out of place with the background of the entire world.

"A little girl sneaked in before and accidentally awakened my consciousness. You used the same technique. However, I didn't expect anyone to find this place. It seems that you have a deep understanding of the concept of technique."

As if he could tell that Shiraishi was wary of him, the young man waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down. His voice was calm, as if he didn't care about anything.

Rather than being detached, it is better to say that even emotions have been lost. It is like a cold machine that is just maintaining life. It lacks human sensibility and may even be losing its rationality.

"It's just a blessing. If your strength hadn't declined, I might not even be able to get in."

Zi Shi sat down opposite the bonfire, although secretly he was still alert, but on the surface he remained calm.

"Can you see my strength in my heyday?"

The young man seemed to become very interested, although there was no warm smile at all.

Is the lack of love so serious because of the long time ago? Shiraishi began to guess.

"You can probably tell that even the remaining chakra can scare people, otherwise I wouldn't be so vigilant."

Madara... no, even above Madara! Shiraishi felt the young man's chakra and was slightly amazed.

The remaining chakra is already so powerful, so what about its heyday?

Being able to peek into the opponent's power in his heyday, Zi Shi's words are half true and half false.

He could see that the opponent's strength far exceeded his common sense of ninjas, but as for where the upper limit was, Shiraishi couldn't see it.

"You are quite honest."

The young man seemed to be praising Shiraishi for his wise move.

He has seen all kinds of people. Rather than experience, it is more like an instinct engraved in his body.

"My name is Indra."

After a period of silence, the young man Indra suddenly spoke.

Shiraishi nodded. Judging from the fact that he could call Asura by his name, he must have some relationship with Asura, and he was wearing such ancient clothes and a pair of three-magatama Sharingan...

If it was Indra, the ancestor of the Uchiha clan, then it would be reasonable.

"Can you tell me how many years have passed since my time?"

Indra did not explain his origin, because he could see from Bai Shi's expression that the other party did not know anything about him, and it just saved the time of introducing himself.

"A long time, about a thousand years."

Zi Shi gave a number that was not much different in time.

According to ancient records, when Otsutsuki Kaguya was sealed by the brothers of the Six Paths Sage, the two sons of the Six Paths Sage, Indra and Asura, were already born.

"A thousand years"

Hearing this number, even Indra's face fell into a trance, and he murmured, falling into some complicated memories, remembering something.

"...Has a thousand years passed..."

Not knowing whether he was crying, laughing, or simply feeling emotional, Indra continued to poke the bonfire with a wooden stick and watched the flames burn.

Sharingan's eyes reflected the light and shadow of the flames. "A thousand years ago, as the eldest son of the immortal, I failed in the battle with my younger brother Asura to be the successor of the Ninja Sect."

Indra lowered his head and continued to look at the bonfire, his Sharingan became extremely scarlet and ferocious.

fail!

This was really a shameful statement that made him feel endless pain in his heart when he recalled it!

So much so that his chakra-condensed body began to tremble slightly.

The indifferent face regained the emotional fluctuations of a human being.

"It's really unfair. No matter what I do, it's obvious that I do it better and faster... My father always prefers Asura, thinking that I have embarked on a wrong path and will lead the world astray... He always firmly believes that Asura's

Love' is the key to changing the world!"

Indra continued to speak, and the more he narrated, the more the muscles on his face twitched, showing pain and annoyance, loss, and hatred.

It is the hatred towards his younger brother Asura.

It is also the hatred towards the unfair father, Sage of Six Paths!

"Even in the end, my father passed on the magic to Asura, denying my will."

"With your talent, it's not difficult to learn magic, right?"

Shiraishi asked strangely.

It can be seen from Indra's powerful chakra that he has the talent to learn and perfectly master the magic of immortality.

What's more, according to a few records in ancient books, Indra's talent far exceeds that of Asura.

Because Indra is the founder of the ninjutsu system.

The seals used in the ninja world today were all developed by Indra, which lowered the threshold for using ninjutsu and benefited many people, making ninjutsu no longer the patent of the Otsutsuki clan.

With such a big heart, he wondered why Indra was defeated by Asura in history.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Indra's ability is stronger than Asura.

"So what? Since my father doesn't teach me, I naturally don't bother to learn the magic of immortality. I want to prove to him that even Asura who has learned the magic of immortality will always be defeated by me!"
To be continued...