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Chapter 241: Saving a Useful Body for the Future
"Dead..." Tsunade looked at the three corpses lying not far away. "The Tsuchikage, the Kazekage, the Raikage..."
Her eyes lowered, filled with sorrow.
In the past, although there was friction between the Five Great Ninja Villages, during the formation of the Allied Shinobi Forces, everyone had fought for a common goal. This was especially true tonight, as they united to face Uchiha Madara.
The tacit understanding on the battlefield and the conviction to fight to the death had deeply moved the five Kage. Perhaps, after the battle ended, the five of them could have led their respective villages to create a true era of peace, free from conflict.
Unfortunately... they had fallen here forever.
She and Mei Terumi, who had survived by a stroke of luck, weren't much better off. They were merely lingering on, gasping for breath, waiting for the final judgment of fate.
Stripped of their chakra and all their power... there was nothing they could do.
Mei Terumi gazed at the towering God Tree at the end of her vision, murmuring in confusion, "We failed... What about us... What about the villages... What should we do?"
Even someone as resilient as her was at a loss when facing an invincible enemy.
Swish!
Just then, a figure emerged from the void. With a short, stout stature and a chubby, round face—it was Kameda.
He held a Teleportation Paper given to him by Alex. It had been upgraded, no longer requiring a fixed point for teleportation like before. As long as a small amount of chakra was infused, one could transfer to a designated direction at will. It was extremely convenient.
The chakra of Kameda and the other Sky Ninja had not been reclaimed. Facing these ninjas who had lost their power, they were invincible existences.
"The Akatsuki." Mei Terumi struggled to walk over to Tsunade and Orochimaru, facing the sudden arrival together.
Although they didn't know his specific identity, the Akatsuki uniform with red clouds on a black background was too easy to recognize.
"Mizukage, Hokage, and Orochimaru." Kameda looked grim, then glanced at the three corpses on the ground. "I see. The Tsuchikage, Raikage, and Kazekage are already dead. You three are the only ones left."
It was hard to describe his feelings at this moment. He was excited, proud, and agitated to the point of trembling.
The three standing before him were Kage-level powerhouses, famous throughout the ninja world. In the past, they were existences who could crush him with a single finger.
But now?
They had lost all power and chakra, becoming ordinary people with no ability to resist. The situation had reversed. Now, he could crush them with a single finger.
All of this is due to Lady Konan's great power! Following Lady Konan was truly the most correct and lucky decision of my life. Otherwise, I wouldn't have this glory; I would have long since become a corpse by the roadside that no one cared about.
"Space-Time Ninjutsu!" Tsunade faced him as if he were a formidable enemy, shouting sternly, "Who are you! How do you know the Flying Thunder God Technique!"
Although she didn't know the Flying Thunder God, as her granduncle's signature jutsu, aside from Minato Namikaze, she probably understood it best. This person's sudden appearance was strange, but it clearly carried the shadow of the Flying Thunder God. It was definitely related to that technique.
"Hmph!" Kameda said coldly. "Prisoners have no right to ask questions. The three of you, hold hands. The great Leader wants to see you!"
He had come here to bring the scattered ninjas back to the center of the battlefield. The other Sky Ninja were also taking action with teleportation papers.
"You—"
"Tsunade!" Orochimaru interrupted her angry shout.
He was very clear-headed and calm. Reduced to ordinary people, they had no right to ask questions, and certainly no right to be angry.
He didn't want to die yet. Or rather, before seeing the final "Leader," he couldn't die. He was extremely curious about who possessed such god-like power and how they planned to treat this ninja world.
Tsunade trembled with rage, but she knew this was the reality. Failing to recognize the situation would only bring humiliation upon herself. She also desperately wanted to see who this "Leader" was!
Immediately, she grabbed Orochimaru and Mei Terumi's hands, took a deep breath, and said, "We're ready. How are you taking us there?"
Kameda didn't answer. He walked up to Orochimaru with a cold face and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hold on tight. If you let go during the spatial teleportation, be careful not to get sliced in half by the spatial forces!"
Hearing this, Tsunade tightened her grip on their hands.
Swish!
In the next instant, Kameda activated the space teleportation paper, and the four figures vanished instantly.
Only the messy battlefield and the three corpses, which had already turned cold, remained.
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far behind the lines. The Allied Shinobi Forces Headquarters.
The transparent giant water sphere suspended in mid-air had long since disappeared. Shikaku Nara, Inoichi Yamanaka, Mabui, and others in the room all looked gloomy. They didn't say a word, despair filling their hearts.
The Fourth Great Ninja War... they had lost.
It was a total defeat, with absolutely no hope of turning the tables.
A former Sky Ninja wearing a black robe looked at them coldly.
Shikaku Nara took a deep breath and said dejectedly, "Don't offer any resistance. Do as he says."
Without chakra, having become ordinary people, how could they be opponents for a ninja? Even if the opponent's strength was only at the Genin level...
As ninjas themselves, they naturally understood the absolute power gap between a ninja and an ordinary person. Even a mere Genin could instantly kill the dozen or so "ordinary" people in the headquarters.
"Shikaku!" Inoichi Yamanaka said unwillingly. "Are we really going to give up? Did we really lose?"
He still found it hard to accept a reality so cruel it bred despair.
"Inoichi!" Shikaku Nara firmly held down the kunai Inoichi was preparing to lift, his voice stern. "Don't be impulsive!! Don't make any more meaningless sacrifices! We lost!!! We really... lost!!"
How could he accept it? How could he resign himself to fate?
But what could they do if they didn't resign themselves?
If they resisted now, he believed this ninja of unknown origin would definitely kill them without mercy. It would just be throwing their lives away for nothing!
The most important thing to do now was to save their useful bodies, hide the resistance and unwillingness in their hearts, collect as much enemy intelligence as possible, and wait for the future.
As long as they were alive, there was a chance. As long as they continued to live, there would definitely be an opportunity to turn things around in the future!
Inoichi stared fixedly at Shikaku, reading the meaning in his old friend's eyes. Finally, he let go dejectedly. The sharp kunai fell, piercing into the ground.
"Everyone, do as he says," Shikaku reminded them.
He took the lead, tightly grasping the hands of the two people beside him. The others looked at each other and silently followed suit.
Seeing that everyone was holding hands, the Sky Ninja walked up to Shikaku Nara, placed a hand on his shoulder, and activated the teleportation paper.
Swish!
The dozen or so people vanished instantly, teleported to the center of the battlefield.
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