Chapter 426

The hazy daylight breaks the outline of the darkness before the eyes; light once again replaces the night, enveloping the entire ninja world.

As the first ray of morning light falls leisurely, in an unknown town in the Land of Rain, the young girl rubs her sleepy eyes and slowly climbs up from the bed.

Although she still feels attached to this not-so-soft bed, the self-discipline of a ninja makes Kurotsuchi decisively leave the covers.

After all, she is currently in a state of being "tracked" and must leave the Land of Rain quickly.

"Ooh—"

Kurotsuchi stretches slightly, showing off her beautiful curves, then pulls open the curtains and stares blankly at the scenery outside the window.

She realizes once again that this is no longer the world she is familiar with.

But even if she cannot go back, she must live well here! She will definitely find a way to go back, definitely! "810"

Kurotsuchi clenches her small hand into a fist, a look of determination blooming in her eyes.

For the young girl, this is a dawn full of hope.

At the same time, also in this town.

"Bang!"

A pair of blood-stained boots kicks open this dilapidated wooden gate.

Kakuzu, with blood on his hem, carries a huge nettle-woven bag and walks out of the narrow passage unhurriedly.

Looking into the passage through Kakuzu's back, headless corpses can be seen everywhere, lying crookedly in the narrow passage.

"Drip, drip—"

Scarlet liquid continuously seeps out from the nettle-woven bag, dripping onto the ground and making a slight sound, then leaving trails of filth on the ground.

Looking at the bright sky outside, Kakuzu narrows his eyes.

"Looks like today is another good day."

Kakuzu says to himself in his heart, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his eyes unconsciously, but no matter how one looks at it, this smile is full of a ferocious flavor.

"A good day to make money!"

Thinking of this, Kakuzu takes a step and walks in one direction with big strides.

The "appetizer" has been eaten, now it is time to make big money.

Accompanied by the filthy trails dripping from the nettle-woven bag, Kakuzu's figure disappears into the bloody dawn.

Kurotsuchi packs her bags at a very fast speed, then bids farewell to the inn that provided her with a night's rest, continuing to head toward the border of the Land of Rain.

Perhaps because Kurotsuchi got up too early, the town is extremely quiet today.

Kurotsuchi does not pay much attention to this; after all, escaping with her life is more important.

She leaves the town without stopping, and after identifying a direction, she immediately starts on her way.

In the ninja world, due to the existence of ninjutsu, the ninja world has not started the process of industrialization.

Therefore, in the vast ninja world, except for the Land of Wind, dense forests can be seen everywhere.

Not long after walking, a forest appears in front of Kurotsuchi; Kurotsuchi does not hesitate and prepares to walk through the forest directly.

But just as she is about to step into the forest, she stops her steps abruptly.

Something is wrong!

Because the surroundings are simply too quiet!

Bird calls, insect chirps, beast roars...

The sounds that should be in the forest are all absent here; when things are abnormal, there must be a demon; this is definitely not right!

Just as Kurotsuchi is indecisive on the spot, a sudden change occurs.

Secret Technique: Earth Grudge Fear, Tentacle Fist!

A massive amount of pitch-black tentacles shoot out from the forest, mercilessly twisting toward Kurotsuchi.

These pitch-black tentacles are composed of pitch-black threads of unknown material, filled with a filthy and evil feeling.

Kurotsuchi is greatly alarmed and hurriedly dodges to the surroundings.

"Boom!!!!"

The pitch-black tentacle torrent instantly engulfs the ground where Kurotsuchi was standing, creating a huge pit.

Fortunately, Kurotsuchi is light and agile, dodging this attack filled with an evil aura in time.

"Who is it!!"

Kurotsuchi's face is ugly, cold sweat streaming down her back; if her figure and senses hadn't been sharp just now, she would have likely been hit on the spot and died without a whole corpse.

The pitch-black tentacle torrent misses its target and then shrinks back into the forest.

Afterward, a man wrapped in a black robe from head to toe walks out of the forest, his fluorescent green pupils filled with a look of regret.

If it isn't Kakuzu, who else could it be?

Kakuzu's wide sleeves hang low, and the pitch-black tentacles are continuously drilling into his sleeves; this scene is enough to explain to Kurotsuchi that he is the initiator of the attack.

In fact, he had already set up a trap in the forest; as long as Kurotsuchi stepped into the forest, she would have had no way to heaven and no door to earth.

But who would have thought that just one step away, Kurotsuchi would suddenly stop her steps.

Having no choice, Kakuzu had to make a move directly, but he didn't expect Kurotsuchi to be much sharper than he imagined, actually dodging his attack directly...

This also makes Kakuzu look at Kurotsuchi with a higher regard.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me!"

"Are you from the Hidden Mist?!"

Kurotsuchi pulls a kunai from the ninja tool bag on her leg and questions the Kakuzu on the opposite side with a vigilant look.

She keenly notices the spots of crimson blood on the corner of Kakuzu's clothes; the smell of blood on this man in front of her is frighteningly heavy; this is definitely not an easy character to deal with!

Under the influence of preconceived notions, Kurotsuchi subconsciously thinks that Kakuzu is a pursuer sent by the Hidden Mist, but regarding Kurotsuchi's questioning, a sly smile flashes in Kakuzu's eyes.

Since the trap didn't work, he has to spend some effort to kill this poor little thing.

"Little girl, although I don't know who you offended."

"But I hope you remember before you die that the person who killed you is not some Mist ninja."

"My name is Kakuzu!"

Saying this, Kakuzu simply tears off the wide and cumbersome black robe on his body, revealing his true face underneath.

Kakuzu has worn this pitch-black robe for years, not because of any special hobby. It is just to cover this body of his that is too shocking.

At this moment, Kurotsuchi's pupils contract violently, and she subconsciously raises her hand to cover her mouth, forcibly suppressing the disgust in her heart.

She examines Kakuzu's body with a look of disgust and rejection, the arm holding the kunai trembling uncontrollably.

Under the sunlight, Kakuzu's body appears so twisted, evil, and nauseating.

Pitch-black threads are spread all over his body, piercing into his flesh and infiltrating his bones.

Even if these filthy threads are embedded in Kakuzu's flesh, they don't seem to be very restless, jumping twice from time to time.

Whether it is his arms, joints, neck, or lumbar spine, wherever this body can be seen by the eyes, it is all wrapped in these unclean, pitch-black lines.

Not only that, on Kakuzu's back, there are currently four twisted masks sewn onto his back by pitch-black threads.

At first glance, Kakuzu's body looks like a rag doll that has been torn and then reassembled, with messy thread ends full of disharmony all over his body.

Twisted, evil, chaotic, disgusting...

This is the evaluation Kurotsuchi makes in her heart after seeing Kakuzu.