Chapter 218 If You Are Afraid of Getting Your Hands Dirty, Let Me Do It

When he saw the candlelight, Nagato was already prepared, waiting for the unknown murderous intent when he stepped into it.

However, when he took a step and "saw" the scene in front of him, his body froze in place.

For him, the bloody scenes would not shock him, and he would only show this look of astonishment when the conflict between imagination and reality was fierce.

And now, what he saw was indeed different from what he expected.

There was no enemy trap, no murderous intent, and even no terrifying bloody wind.

There were only black shadows hanging quietly in the air, shaking naturally and making strange sounds.

This is a feeling that is difficult to explain.

It's like standing in a dark room full of dolls. Although you know that they are dead things without life, you still feel that countless eyes are focused on you.

The lack of any life force told Nagato that they were all dead, but that inexplicable intuition made him feel that they were alive.

This was the first time he encountered such a strange situation.

"Huh!"

Forcibly suppressing the doubts in his heart, Nagato took another step and walked into the shadows.

Yahiko, whose mind was in a mess, followed subconsciously, and only came to his senses when he passed through the middle and bumped into the shadows.

Kaka... Kaka...

The robes rubbed against the shadows and made a rustling sound, and the shadows shook slightly and made a crisp collision sound.

Yahiko finally remembered why these sounds were so familiar.

He seemed to have returned to the time when he risked his life to pick up the corpses, and the strange sound of the puppets sounded in the heavy rain and thunder.

"That's Uncle Eda, that's the Nakao kid, and that, that's Granny Iwaya..."

Passing through a forest of shadows, Yahiko's eyes opened wide, and his sight swept across the faces of the shadows, and he actually saw many familiar faces.

Some big, some small, some old, some young.

Yahiko likes to run around everywhere in the Rain Country, on the one hand to understand the real situation of the people, and on the other hand to search for people with various talents.

These people are all civilians that Yahiko has seen and remembered. They are all within the naturalization area of ​​the Dawn Plan. When this war is over, they will be included in the jurisdiction of Dawn and protected by Dawn.

Now, without their knowledge, they appear here, there is only one possibility...

The civilians in the settlements where these people live have been taken away unknowingly, and no one can even cross the river that divides the north and the south alive to complain.

"..."

Unconsciously, the amplitude of Yahiko's chest rise and fall gradually increased, and his breathing became depressed and deep, like a broken exhaust fan.

He swore that even when he was practicing breathing, he didn't feel such chest tightness, as if his stomach was squeezed out of his mouth.

As if afraid of the disgusting scene, looking at the black shadows with their internal organs emptied, Yahiko covered his mouth.

But the temples on both sides that bulged with breathing showed his uncontrollable anger at the moment.

"Sagakure, they actually turned living civilians from the Rain Country into puppets?!"

"How dare they? How dare they?!"

Listening to Yahiko's deep and suppressed voice behind him, Nagato's slightly drooped face was a little gloomy, and he looked frozen like ice.

But the more so, the more he had to remind himself to stay calm. If both of them lost their rationality, they would most likely make wrong judgments.

If they guessed correctly, this base that they initially thought was a hiding place for troops or supplies was actually a base used by those bastards in the Sand Village for human experiments.

After all, no matter how crazy the Third Kazekage was, it was impossible to use civilians from the Wind Country for experiments. Using civilians from the enemy country was obviously a better choice, which was a very "reasonable" choice...

Although I don't know what experiments the Sand Village is doing, judging from the incomplete appearance of those puppets, they are probably just failed experiments.

While thinking, Nagato suddenly smelled a familiar smell, stopped without hesitation, stretched out his hand without looking back, and made a stop and quiet gesture to Yahiko behind him.

——Blood smell, extremely strong blood smell.

Nagato looked at the door in front of him, and his perception extended to the other side.

Just like that, he instantly felt the hair on his body stand up.

Through the door, he could feel countless figures pacing slowly, as if countless lost people were wandering there.

However, there were so many people, but they were silent and dead, and only a slight clicking sound could be heard, which was creepy...

Crack!

Nagato held his breath and frowned, and gently pushed the door open a crack.

As expected, looking through the crack, behind the door should be a laboratory. Under the dim blue light, one after another, figures appeared and disappeared on the intricate and crisscrossing roads.

Unlike those failed test subjects, although these figures staggered and walked stiffly, Nagato still felt a faint vitality in them.

Living people? Dead people?

It felt more like unconscious living dead.

"What is that..." Yahiko behind him asked in a low voice.

Before he could finish, Nagato raised his index finger to his lips to signal silence, and a scarlet thorn slowly stretched out from behind him.

Yahiko immediately understood what he meant, but did not stop him. He just slowly held his breath, and his eyes gradually became silent...

Shh! !

The thorns behind Nagato suddenly shot out from the crack of the door and stabbed the shadow closest to the gate.

Almost without hesitation, he aimed at the position of the eyes, which is one of the most vulnerable points of the human body. The eye sockets are directly connected to the brain nerves, and one hit can directly solve it.

In a short and sharp scream, the thorns shot at the eyes of the shadow with huge kinetic energy. You can almost see the bloody scene of the thorns piercing the brain and blood splattering.

But in the next moment, the shadow with its back to the gate, as if it had eyes on its back, suddenly raised its arms to protect its head.

Clang! !

The sparks of broken stars bloomed and splashed in the air, and the sound felt like stabbing on an iron block. The hard feeling made Nagato's face change.

The thorns were actually blocked? !

The blooming sparks also briefly illuminated the face of the shadow, a very ordinary and even somewhat vicissitudes of life man, but the eyes were dull and numb, and the face was pale and bloodless.

Without any hesitation, several thorns were thrown out from behind Nagato, this time directly binding the black shadow's body, and suddenly pulling it in front of Nagato through the crack of the open door.

Crack! Crack!!

The thorns clamped the neck of the black shadow and lifted it high in front of Nagato. The hands that had been transformed into iron wood were still struggling to scratch the thorns that bound his neck.

The veins on his pale face burst, and it seemed that he still had the sense of pain.

At the same time, he noticed that this guy was actually wearing some remnants of clothes, which seemed to be the standard uniform of the Rain Ninja.

"...Rain Ninja? Still have the sense of pain? Isn't it a puppet?"

Nagato narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of irritation rose in his heart.

The thorns locked it tightly, and the sharp spikes pierced its neck and pierced the position of the vocal cords, making it unable to make a sound.

Bang!

Nagato punched its jaw, and the "person" in front of him was hit hard by the punch. Although his jaw was directly dislocated, his hands like iron clamps continued to scratch the thorns.

"Without the original independent consciousness, only the instinct of the body remains."

Quickly memorizing the information obtained in his mind, Nagato crushed its limbs with thorns again. It was indeed different from the touch of flesh and blood. He frowned and said, "Transform people into puppets that can move independently and have a certain degree of aggressiveness?"

The thorns pierced into the heart position of the left chest. This time, Nagato clearly felt something similar to the heart, but after piercing it, it was still twisting and struggling slightly.

"What on earth is this?" Nagato frowned more and more.

Just as Nagato carefully observed and tried to study what this thing was, a crisp clicking sound suddenly came from the body of the ghost in front of him.

Bang! Bang!

Under his gaze, a rotating sharp circular saw actually pierced out of the abdominal cavity, shining with a black cold light under the dim light.

At this moment, Yahiko behind Nagato drew the knife from his waist.

The hot blade passed in front of him, as if to ignite his eyebrows, and instantly cut off the puppet's head, smashing it to the ground with a dull sound.

"..."

Looking at the body that finally stopped moving, Yahiko gritted his teeth with a complicated expression.

Nagato turned his head slightly, seemed to glance at him, then squatted down, looked at the rolling head, and pried open the skull with a short knife, and indeed saw the traces of the curse seal.

The curse seal, a branch of the sealing technique, is a technique with a binding effect. It is usually set by contact. The set person will be bound by the caster. The binding effect is strong or weak, which can make people immobile or control the other party.

As far as Nagato knows, every member of the branch family of the Hyuga clan of Konoha will be engraved with a curse seal called "Bird in a Cage" when the eldest son of the main family reaches the age of three.

The main family can use this curse seal to destroy the brain nerves of the branch family members and seal the Byakugan, thereby controlling the branch family. This curse seal will accompany the branch family members throughout their lives and will only be untied when they die.

The Hyuga clan's "Bird in a Cage" curse seal is very advanced. In addition, there is also the "Self-Intention Curse Seal" that restrains the body's actions, as well as the curse seal that is used by all ninja villages to prevent information leaks.

Although there are few spells that control consciousness and actions, it does not surprise Nagato. What really surprised him is that Sand Village actually uses spells in this way.

First, transform a person into a puppet with a certain lethality, and then use spells to control their remaining brains.

"It's a bit like the 'body and mind conversion puppet' of the Yamanaka clan." Nagato frowned.

The body and mind conversion puppet is a secret technique used by the Yamanaka clan. It is a spell seal technique that makes the "body and mind conversion technique" into a talisman and sticks it on a simple little doll, which can be used to bind the spirit of others in this little doll.

The Sand Village replaced the puppets with puppets transformed from real people, and the real difficulty lies in how to transform people into puppets.

"If this is not a spontaneous act of Duomu... it seems that the Third Kazekage has probably taken out all the forbidden techniques in the Sand Village in order to win the war."

Not all ninjutsu and secret techniques are known to the world. In fact, there have been many extremely dangerous techniques in history, but for various reasons, they have been hidden by the major ninja villages.

Those things are the real "foundation" of a ninja village. The price of sacrifice may be great, but the power gained in the end will also be great.

Realizing this, Nagato suddenly felt a headache.

Unknown things are the most troublesome. If you don't know how to activate them, or even the effects of the spell, you will be caught off guard and it will be difficult to make targeted tactics.

"So you mean, we have figured out the bottom line of Sand Village?"

Compared with Nagato, Yahiko's idea is much more optimistic.

Looking at the numerous black shadows on the other side, his eyes flickered slightly and said, "Fortunately, we found it early, otherwise when Sand Village makes enough of these puppets, it will be really troublesome."

Although I don't know if Sand Village has any ideas, this kind of puppet that does not require one person to control is simply the perfect nemesis of "ghosts".

Both are "same kind" that can only die if their heads are chopped off. In addition to their weaker IQ and recovery ability than "ghosts", this kind of puppet is even stronger in fearlessness and execution.

"...You're right."

Nagato was silent for a moment, and admitted Yahiko's statement, which was rare. His tone turned cold and he said: "Neither these ghost things nor the people who made them can be released!"

"The question is how to find the people who made them?"

Yahiko glanced at the shadowy figures in the door, but soon reacted and understood what Nagato meant. His expression suddenly stiffened.

No matter what kind of spell it is, even if it is an extremely sophisticated high-level spell like "Bird in a Cage", although it can allow one person to control a group of people at the same time, there is still a distance limit between the caster and the recipient.

In other words, the people who made and controlled them should be in this base.

"So, isn't it better to kill all the movable things?" Nagato's calm tone sounded, making Yahiko shudder.

His mouth opened and closed slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered: "These puppets, these people, if the curse is lifted..."

"If the curse is lifted, the situation will only get worse."

Before Yahiko finished speaking, Nagato interrupted him directly, saying in a cold tone: "Except for the brain and the skin, they have nothing left. They can't eat, can't drink, can't laugh, can't cry..."

"Continue to live, except to be used as a weapon, what's the point?"

"Besides, even if I sympathize with them, will they stand there and watch me run to kill the caster and then come back to find a way to save them?"

After that, no longer paying attention to the speechless Yahiko, Nagato turned his head to look at the door and said coldly, "If you are afraid of dirtying your hands, then I will bear this blood debt."

After that, nine thorns stretched out from behind him, and the snake-like shadow was reflected on the ground.