Chapter 150: News of the Dead
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The pool of blood formed by the blood rippled in circles, as if it could reflect Ye Zi's desperate and pale gray face, and he lowered his head and thought of his only relative, Ye Rui.
I'm sorry... In the end, there is still no power to change all this.
"Soil escape, aggravate the art of rock."
A voice sounded in his ears, and his body suddenly seemed to be poured into countless cements, pressing the broken body to the ground covered in blood.
Syllable!
Blood splatters.
At this moment, the consciousness began to blur, and the power that supported the body ceased to exist after being pressed down with a force as heavy as a thousand pounds, and no matter how much unwillingness there was, it was slowly swallowed up by despair.
"I'm so tired... It's okay to die like this, you don't have to endure so much, you don't have to work so hard, you don't have to be so painful, it's just... Why is fate so unfair, we just want to... Ordinary life, that's all! ”
The heavy force pressed the body almost out of breath, and the eyelids slowly sank, hiding the faint afterglow.
There are many rock ninjas standing on the ground and trees around them, forming a circle of encirclement, just looking at this scene, everyone's expressions are very calm, so it looks very cruel.
Onoki picked up Ye Zi's severed arm, the thunder tooth that devoured the lives of an unknown number of people, was held by the severed arm, without any sign of letting go.
Glancing at Ye Zi, whose breath had become weak, Ohnogi's face was expressionless, at this time, there was no imaginary pleasure, however, even so, he didn't want Ye Zi to die so easily.
He tossed his severed arm to a rock ninja, the trophy of war, heralding the fall of a mighty man, and then he backed out of the distance, his hands snapping into the seal.
Rumble!
The four stone walls rose from Ye Zi's side, closely fitting together, and after rising to a certain height, a quarter of the area on each stone wall was divided, and they were closely fitted together, forming an airtight rectangular prison, trapping Ye Zi, who had no power to resist, inside.
Onoki maintained the gesture of the seal, silently looking at the rock prison, and after a moment, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, the rectangular rock prison began to move, slowly shrinking inside.
This is what Onoki didn't want Ye Zi to die so easily, when Ye Zi still had his last breath left, he wanted to use this method to squeeze the air of the rest of his life little by little, and let Ye Zi experience the pain of being slowly squeezed into minced meat by the rocks.
Hatred begets hatred, blood begets blood, and hatred, of course, begets hatred, all of which is based on coldness and ruthlessness, and in a certain position, the evil side of human nature is vividly expressed.
In this world of strife and power, it's not so rosy.
Onoki indifferently watched the rock prison move slowly, and after a while, Ye Zi would turn into a pile of minced meat to pay tribute to the many dead souls.
This cruel practice will undoubtedly calm those who have lost their partners and families tonight, and will also give others a chance, such as Bai Jue, who lurks in the shadows.
"It's really ruthless."
The corners of Bai Jue's mouth finned, his body turned into liquid and melted into the ground, quickly came to the rock prison, wrapped the confused Ye Zi, and then merged into the ground again, and when he left, he left a corpse to replace Ye Zi.
The rock wall moved and contracted slowly, and as the space contracted, the ground around the rock prison slowly turned bloody, although no blood flowed out, and you can imagine the cruel scene of a person being crushed by the rock.
When the blood on the ground became more and more obvious, the four stone walls finally closed into a square stone pillar, but the Ye Zi inside did not know what it had become.
Although the mood of wanting to see is not so strong anymore, as a qualified ninja, confirming the death of the target is a basic quality.
The stone pillars parted and shrank into the ground, leaving behind a small pile of unidentified minced meat in red and white, most of which presumably had already been attached to the wall, and had been drilled into the ground with the wall.
Onoki took a look, and erased the last trace of Ye Zi's existence in the world with a dust escape, he left one thing, that is, the scroll that was stolen by Ye Zi, but now as Ye Zi's body turned into nothingness, it was also destroyed, and then, after he gave the order to return to the village to the surrounding rock shinobi, he took the lead in the direction of the village.
A mighty group of people jumped through the forest and set foot on the road back to Iwa Ninja Village.
Tonight, Konoha's Azusa invaded Iwa Ninja Village to steal confidential information, but ended in failure and died.
In this battle, Iwa Shinobi Village lost 21 upper ninja, 5 middle ninja, and 3 lower ninja, and some buildings in the village were destroyed, including the Tsuchikage office building.
The number of people killed in battle was still within an acceptable range for Iwa Ninja Village, and exchanging Ye Zi's life for this price was a worthwhile deal.
However, when he thought of the scene of Ye Zi's breakthrough, Onoki felt scared afterwards, if it wasn't for Ye Zizhi's pursuit of speed in breaking through at that time, then, in just a moment, the number of casualties might be hundreds more.
Fortunately, all the losses are acceptable, and Konoha's Ye Zi is indeed dead.
In one room, several light holes are carved out of the walls on all sides, and candles with flames stand in the holes, providing light to the room.
There was a long table in the room, and Onoki sat on the main seat, arms folded, and a pensive expression.
Divided on both sides, there are nineteen people sitting, these are the backbone of Iwa Shinobi, each of them has the influence of Iwa Ninja Village's decision-making, and all major decisions will be agreed among these people.
At this time, the decision under negotiation is not a big deal, and it can be said that it is just a small matter.
Many people's eyes were on a severed arm in the middle of the long table, and a blood-stained short knife held in the palm of his hand.
They are here, deciding whether or not to send this arm to Konoha or not.
This matter, in their eyes, is not important, it can be said to be a trivial matter, and the only thing that needs to be considered is how Konoha will react to this arm.
"Send it."
After a long time, Onoki, who was in deep thought, suddenly spoke.
"I'm okay with that."
"Me neither."
……
As soon as Onoki's voice fell, many people agreed.
Wars come and go, and they endure.
The major ninja villages have recuperated for many years, regained their vitality, and the power they have stored has gradually become stronger.
As long as the reason for the fight remains, there will be a first and a second time, and there will naturally be a third time, which is the inevitable result of the presence.
The smell of war is approaching, and many people can smell it. It's not now, but it's coming soon, at a time when the major ninja villages are almost recovering, it's just that there's just a lack of an opportunity.
Sending Konoha the severed arm and thunder tooth of Hazuha will not be an opportunity, but it will be able to declare something to Konoha.
So, the final decision has settled.
Iwa Shinobi Village sent a severed arm to Konoha that was Hazusa's arm. (To be continued.) )