Chapter 268: The Submission of Two Nations

Step, step, step.

The paws of the Hellhound Summoning Beast hit the ground, emitting a faint sound.

Everyone in the vicinity was sizing up the three-headed Hellhound walking through the moonlight, as well as the person sitting atop it, with eyes mixed with fear and disgust.

Especially the one in the very front; that physique was like a giant's, and just one glance was enough to guess how terrifying the other party's strength must be.

This guy... he might even be stronger than the previous generation's Raikage of the Cloud Hidden Village.

Horikawa Takiya, a Noble standing on the outermost edge of the crowd, thought this to himself; he could not be considered a top-tier Noble of the Land of Lightning, and the private soldiers and industries he controlled could only be considered second-tier.

But precisely because his status was not that high, he had not been summoned to the Daimyo Palace today to discuss the division of the Land of Fire's interests, as Intelligence had been received that the Konoha Hidden Village had suffered a devastating blow, and the high-level officials, including the Third Hokage, had all been killed within half a day.

Therefore, the high-level officials of the Land of Lightning had actually already anticipated that this war would inevitably be won, and the remaining matters were naturally how to divide the Land of Fire and to what extent the war would be fought.

Such matters were not for those ninjas to understand; the greatest benefit of ninja wars was that they would not cause the number of farmers in each country to decrease significantly.

The Feudal Lord of the Land of Lightning did not intend to carry out any massacres; he prepared to divide up large areas of the plains in the Land of Fire to grow food.

Step.

The footsteps of that vicious dog suddenly stopped, and Horikawa Takiya raised his head, suddenly seeing that guy with a physique like a giant stop in front of him, the other party looking down at him, a purple hue radiating from his pupils.

Just by being looked at by that gaze, Horikawa Takiya felt his hair stand on end, and a faint, lingering scent of blood seeped into his nasal cavity, making him almost want to vomit.

He had once seen the Third Raikage, who was a brutal guy who had killed countless people, but compared to the aura on the person before him, the Third Raikage was probably considered kind.

At least, that was a subject of the Land of Lightning.

"Are you a Noble of this place?"

Bai Cangshu looked at this man whose robes were more ornate than the others and who was vaguely guarded by the crowd; the other party was about forty years old, the luster on his skin had long since faded, his vitality had begun to decline, and neither his heartbeat nor his pulse could be considered strong.

Horikawa Takiya had wanted to maintain the bearing of a Noble of the Land of Lightning in front of everyone, but just being looked at by the other party, that feeling of coldness down his back was something he could hardly resist, so he bent his waist and back a little and spoke stammeringly:

"Y-yes... I am... the humble, the humble Horikawa clan..."

"Go and gather all the living people; I want you to submit to me. If you can do it, you will be the Daimyo of this place in the future; if you can't, heh..."

Bai Cangshu waved his hand, too lazy to listen to the other party's self-introduction.

He was just a Reincarnator, not someone who truly wanted to carry out long-term, stable rule over this world.

Reincarnators were never Saviors; Reincarnators were a group of Plane mercenaries, a group of robbers.

Bai Cangshu had this self-awareness, and then he walked from the main road in the middle of the crowd toward the Royal Capital; with the Daimyo Palace at the center and highest point as the central axis, the entire Royal Capital of the Land of Lightning relied on the special terrain from top to bottom, and its architecture was extremely distinctive, completely different from the urban planning of regular towns that pursued regularity.

Moreover, it seemed that because the mountain winds in the mountain streams were strong and thunder sounded from time to time, the buildings here were almost all equipped with devices similar to lightning rods, and they were built using a large amount of special stone, making the city's hardness much stronger than the wooden-structured houses of the Land of Fire.

It was just a pity that a building of this strength was also destroyed by a single throw from Bai Cangshu in this state.

Uchiha Itachi sat on the back of the Summoning Beast, his Sharingan clearly taking in all the various emotions in the eyes of everyone watching.

This was the fear brought by war; that panic of having no confidence in whether one could survive made all the light in everyone's eyes vanish.

Suddenly, a woman rushed out from the crowd; the woman wore a gorgeous red long dress, different from the ordinary people who generally wore dark robes, and different from the Nobles who wore robes of solemn, bright colors like white or blue.

The woman had a large area of skin exposed on her chest, a voluptuous figure, and a slender waist; although her skin color was on the darker side, she still possessed no small amount of attraction for everyone.

This could be seen from the fact that when she stumbled out, even in the midst of fear, many people's eyes were involuntarily drawn to her.

The woman trotted all the way toward the position of Tao Baibai, her face flushed, as if she did not exercise often.

"My lord, my lord... I admire you, my lord; I wonder if I might introduce the situation of this place to you?"

Many people showed anger upon hearing the woman's words, but Uchiha Itachi's eyelids were lowered, and in an instant, he understood the woman's purpose.

To be honest, this kind of seduction tactic had long been discarded by ninjas.

Bai Cangshu looked at the woman with interest, then reached out his hand, and as the woman let out a cry of surprise, he picked her up with one hand and placed her in his arms.

Whoosh.

At this moment, several figures leaped up from the crowd instantly; several ninjas hiding in the crowd took advantage of Bai Cangshu reaching out to grab the woman and rose up simultaneously.

The strength of these people was not as good as the Jonin who had rushed out earlier, nor as good as those ninjas who had formed a defensive formation, but they had nowhere left to retreat; the Royal Capital had fallen, the Daimyo Palace had collapsed, and the Daimyo was dead.

They only wanted to make the perpetrator pay the price.

Uchiha Itachi did not dislike this behavior, but he still threw Shuriken instantly, shooting down the few people who had just leaped up.

Only one person, under Uchiha Itachi's deliberate indulgence, successfully reached the vicinity of Bai Cangshu.

This ninja watched as this giant Monster pulled the beautiful woman into his arms, his large hand already moving roughly over the woman's body.

He knew his strength was insufficient, but this was already the best opportunity, so he resolutely stabbed his Kunai toward the giant's neck.

The woman in Bai Cangshu's arms looked up, watching the Kunai fall, her heartbeat quickening.

Clang!

The next moment, in her incredulous eyes, the Kunai actually snapped directly against the giant's neck.

The web between the thumb and index finger of the attacking ninja's hand split and bled profusely, but the guy with the huge physique seemed to have no feeling at all; he neither killed the attacker nor dropped her.

He still kneaded her body with that overly large hand.

That movement was as if he were playing with some toy, devoid of any sentiment.

She raised her head and met the Monster's eyes, only to see an indifferent expression, no lust, no anger.

"What's wrong? Weren't you going to introduce this city to me?"

"How about we start by introducing this guy behind me..."

The ninja standing behind Bai Cangshu turned pale, his hands forming seals, and lightning began to appear.

——

"Gentlemen of the Land of Fire, hate me..."

"Fear me..."

"And then suffer, think..."

Pain floated in the air, below him was the Daimyo Palace completely reduced to ruins, as well as a large number of Nobles and samurai surrounding Pain and Konan, and further away, the residents of the Royal Capital with terrified expressions.

Pain looked at the fear in everyone's eyes, as well as the blustering but cowardly appearance of the Nobles in the immediate vicinity who held power, and his ears had already heard some people discussing how to surrender.

Some even wanted to recruit him to become the new Hokage, or to establish a new Ninja Village.

Patter, patter...

The blades in the hands of the Nobles and samurai fell one by one; they knew that Konoha Hidden Village could not possibly have reinforcements at this time, so after the Twelve Guardian Ninja died in battle and the Daimyo Palace was directly blasted to pieces, they had no more will to fight.

Nagato, looking through the eyes of the Deva Path Pain, saw this scene and was incomparably furious.

These guys who hid in the back and wantonly decided to start wars and end wars, actually chose to surrender directly when they realized there were no ninjas left to throw their lives away for them?!

Guys who didn't even have the resolve to give up their own lives were actually recklessly directing wars and reaping lives all along...

Konan's expression was also as gloomy as water; this woman had never been so angry before.

She, who had originally been very dissatisfied with Tao Baibai's plan, suddenly thought at this moment that perhaps these disgusting guys really could only be dealt with by a monster as equally disgusting as Tao Baibai.

Ninjas like Nagato and herself, who were still pursuing Justice and Human Order, were ultimately unable to converse on the same level as these politicians.

Even killing these guys could not relieve the pain and congestion in his heart.

White paper sheets fell one by one from Konan's hands, yet the people below knelt down one by one; they wanted to submit.

Nagato kept taking deep breaths and eventually stopped Konan.

"Since it has already reached this point, why not give it a try and see if the so-called great empire that sweeps across the eight wildernesses and six directions, as spoken of by Tao Baibai, can end the wars that have stretched on for a thousand years..."

(End of this chapter)