Under the dome.

The Creator has shown mankind miraculous visions.

The earth is divided into distinct shades of green and yellow, with a lush green on one side and a terrifying yellow on the other.

It is as if a certain god used this land to make a rich ink-splashed landscape painting.

This is the border between the Land of Grass and the Land of Earth, and an endless green ribbon stretches infinitely into the distance, separating the Land of Grass from the Land of Earth.

This primeval forest, like a natural city wall, lies between the two countries.

The country of grass is weak and unable to compete with the great powers.

After the ravages of war after war, they had to give up the right to rule the land.

The beautiful forest has been reduced to a battlefield between the land of earth and fire, and the ninjas of Konoha and Iwakuin Village have been fighting in this dark forest year after year, leaving behind the scars of battle and the lives of young people.

Of course, the two sides of the battle are not necessarily Konoha ninjas and Iwa ninjas.

The battle between the ninjas in the same village may be even more brutal...

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The Uchiha Itachi crouched on the ground, carefully examining the traces left by Hinata Mukai and Chihuo along the way.

Tracking down assassination targets is an essential skill for a ninja.

Although it is much more difficult to track down two ninjas, especially a ninja of Hinata's level, than an ordinary person.

It's just that this kind of difficulty falls in the eyes of Uchiha Itachi, and it is simply not worth mentioning.

Even if it was just the smell of chakra left in the air and the smell of inferior tobacco left by Hinata Mukai, he was completely sure to follow Hinata Mukai.

It's just that......

Uchiha Itachi frowned slightly,

"What's wrong, Itachi?"

The Uchiha stopped looking at the Uchiha Itachi, who hadn't moved his feet for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Let's talk about it again."

Itachi shook his head and replied lightly. It's just that his locked brow hasn't loosened at all.

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Nine black figures crossed the border like a big bird and fell into the dense forests of the Fire Country.

A few panicked birds flapped their wings and flew up from the forest.

It only took a few breaths for the forest to regain its calm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Itachi Uchiha stopped again.

This time, even the Uchiha Shisui sensed something, and he was a little puzzled.

"It's just an ordinary infiltration reconnaissance mission, at the speed of Hinata Mukai and the others, to reach the country of grass, I'm afraid it will be more than ten days later."

Uchiha Itachi let out a faint "um" and didn't answer.

The long and tedious days passed, and Konoha had long since disappeared from the sight of the two.

It's finally close to the border.

Along the way, Uchiha Itachi's somewhat solemn expression gradually relaxed, but Uchiha Shisui became a little impatient.

On the sixth day of departure, the pursuers, who had been slowing down, suddenly picked up speed.

As if sensing that someone was following behind them, Hinata and Mukai scurried towards the border at a speed several times that of the previous days, constantly changing directions along the way, and from time to time they went around in a circle to confuse the pursuers behind them.

It's just that these little tricks fell in the eyes of Uchiha Itachi, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like a joke.

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Chihuo followed closely behind Hinata Mukai.

After several days of running with all his might, although his pace was as vigorous as ever, his slightly pale face and heavy breathing proved that his body was almost at its limit.

Just a few meters in front of him, Hinata Mukai looked calm, as if he was walking half easily.

He had a cigarette in his mouth that was still flickering.

The choking smell of low-quality tobacco ejected from his nostrils and quickly dissipated in the air.

Not far ahead, a long green snake gradually became clear.

The border has arrived.

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Uchiha Itachi deliberately kept a half-day distance with Hinata's Mukai team in front.

The smell of low-quality tobacco in the air is faint and faint, like a lighthouse on the sea, guiding him in the direction.

A thick dark cloud drifted overhead, the air was wet, and occasionally a few drops of rain the size of soybeans fell, slapping heavily on the still somewhat immature faces of the two.

The dense primeval forest looks eerie in the dim light.

It was as if it was an ancient beast, with its mouth wide open, waiting to devour the two uninvited guests.

"They're already in...

Uchiha Itachi smiled and looked at Uchiha Shisui,

"Need a break?"

Uchiha Shisui avoided his deep and bright eyes and looked in the direction of the forest,

"This level of consumption is nothing at all, let's do it quickly...

With a heart-wrenching thunderclap, a long silver serpent split the heavens and the earth in half.

The pouring rain suddenly poured down from the sky, drowning out the Uchiha Itachi's voice.

The rain ran down his wet hair and across his cheeks.

He turned his head and smiled at his friend beside him, and slammed headfirst into the thick rain curtain.

Two black shadows burst forward in the torrential rain, and the torrential rain could not slow the two of them down even a bit.

The rain cracked and wailed at the side of the black shadow, as if it were crying.

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Hinata Mukai's gaze wandered around, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Rain falls from time to time in the gaps in the dense foliage, and the water on the ground gradually increases, and some low-lying places have begun to accumulate water, forming puddles of different sizes.

"We'll rest here."

Hinata Mukai looked at a puddle of water that was gradually expanding a few meters in front of him and stopped.

"Yes, Captain."

Chihuo replied without hesitation.

It's just that the trees here are a little sparse, and the rain falls almost unhindered from the sky, so it's not an ideal place to stay.

As a ninja, it is your duty to obey the orders of your superiors.

As a subordinate, Chihuo naturally did not have any objections to Hinata's order, and he picked a place where the rain was slightly weaker and restored the little chakra that was left.

Hinata didn't look at the red fire behind him, and his gaze fell on the depths of the dense forest, as if waiting for something.

It was getting dark, and the rain had stopped.

The silence of the forest is dark and terrible, and the harsh insect chirping of the past is gone.

Except for the occasional rustle of the night wind through the trees, nothing could be heard.

Just in front of Hinata Mukai, at some point, a burst of white mist suddenly appeared.

The milk-like mist spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, engulfing one tree after another.

Soon, Hinata's body disappeared into the mist.