allendalepharm Chapter 99 Runtu: Running Away Is Shameful But Useful
Chapter 99 Runtu: Running Away Is Shameful But Useful
Chapter 99 Runtu: Running Away Is Shameful But Useful
Broly suddenly turned and shouted at the empty ground, "White Zetsu, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and call Obito to meet his goddess!"
Everyone present was stunned, their eyes subconsciously sweeping over the empty space next to Broly, their faces full of confusion—who was he talking to?
When the White Zetsu clone, hidden several feet underground, heard these words, its heart clenched, and its sticky body trembled slightly in the soil.
He hesitated, considering Broly's temper. If he disobeyed, this fearsome man might actually march directly to Amegakure and raze the Akatsuki's headquarters to the ground.
After weighing the options, the White Zetsu clone dared not delay for a moment and immediately relayed the message to its companions in the vicinity through the underground communication network, passing it on layer by layer until it reached its main body in Amegakure.
At the same time, Orochimaru quickly formed hand seals.
"Impure World Reincarnation—"
As the deep incantation fell, three bodies covered in dust and talismans slowly rose from the ground. The talismans on their chests shimmered with a dark light, and their previously closed eyes gradually opened.
On the left, Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju first moved their heavy eyelids, and their cloudy vision slowly focused.
As soon as Tobirama Senju awoke, he keenly sensed the abnormality in his body—his limbs were stiff like a puppet, the texture of soil was faintly visible under his skin, and the flow of chakra had become sluggish.
He looked down at his hands, which were covered in cracks, and his brows furrowed instantly. His voice was filled with disbelief and anger: "This is the Impure World Reincarnation? I was actually resurrected by the ninjutsu I invented—"
Halfway through his sentence, an indescribable sense of humiliation welled up inside him.
To be the god of forbidden arts, yet reduced to a puppet of the arts he himself created, is an utter disgrace.
Hashirama Senju looked helplessly at his younger brother beside him, his voice carrying a hint of ancient vicissitude: "Tobirama? Even after I died, you still haven't stopped developing this technique? I told you long ago that this technique is not a good thing."
"Bang!"
Before Tobirama Senju could retort, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly rang out.
Led by Uchiha Tekka, dozens of Uchiha survivors charged forward like ferocious beasts, their eyes burning with crimson fury.
Uchiha Tekka delivered a powerful kick to Senju Tobirama's chest. The reanimated body, made of mud, was easily destroyed and instantly shattered into pieces, sending chunks of mud flying everywhere.
Looking at the shattered remains of Tobirama Senju, Tekka Uchiha and the others were still trembling with rage, gritting their teeth, their hatred undiminished.
Just as Madara Uchiha said during the Fourth Shinobi World War in the original work, venting anger on a soulless corpse is ultimately futile. He didn't even feel the slightest bit of the pleasure of revenge, only a deep-seated powerlessness and frustration.
Hashirama Senju was startled by this sudden turn of events.
In his lifetime, such an attack would have been child's play for him.
But at this moment, he had just been summoned, and his strength was less than one-tenth of what it was before he was alive, or even less than one-hundredth. He was completely unaware of the surprise attack by Uchiha Tetsuka and the others.
"You're from the Uchiha clan—what's going on?"
The impure Hashirama's face was full of confusion, and his tone was tinged with bewilderment.
Although Madara left Konoha in the later years of his reign, Hashirama Senju believed that he had treated the Uchiha clan fairly well. So why did these Uchiha clan members harbor such deep hatred for their younger brother?
However, he was met with even more frenzied trampling.
Dozens of Uchiha clan members remained silent, their eyes red, as they frantically stomped on Tobirama Senju's scattered body, denying him any chance to recover.
Although they knew that doing so would not quell their anger, they could find no other way to retaliate against the mastermind behind the tragedy of the Uchiha clan.
Seeing that the Uchiha clansmen wouldn't listen to him at all, Edo Tensei Hashirama could only turn his gaze to other directions in the crowd.
Soon, he spotted Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others amidst the disheveled figures.
Upon seeing Hiruzen Sarutobi's wrinkled face, Hashirama Senju's eyes lit up, and he smiled with delight: "A monkey? I didn't expect you to have gotten so old!"
But this joy lasted only a moment. His gaze swept over the devastated village around him. The once well-arranged houses had been reduced to ruins, the streets were riddled with ravines of varying depths, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood. The once prosperous Konoha was now nothing but a desolate wasteland.
Hashirama Senju's smile froze instantly, his brows furrowed, and his tone became serious: "Monkey, what exactly is going on? Has Konoha been invaded?"
As he spoke, his gaze fell upon the group Broly had brought. When he saw the unfamiliar headbands they wore, his doubts deepened: "I've never seen this symbol before. Is it from a newly formed ninja village after my death?"
Orochimaru slowly stepped out from behind the crowd, licked his lips, and explained with a smile, "This is Kigakure, founded by Lord Broly, and it is now the strongest ninja village in the ninja world."
He paused, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Now that Kumogakure no longer exists, Konoha will be next. It's a pity that Konoha is currently ruled by Sarutobi-sensei. If the Fourth Hokage were still alive, Konoha would probably not have fallen to such a miserable state."
Following Orochimaru's pointing finger, Hashirama Senju looked at Broly standing at the front of the crowd. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his face showed disbelief and shock: "Such a young child, already a Kage? The changes in the ninja world have been so rapid?"
Broly chuckled upon hearing this. "Don't talk nonsense, Orochimaru. I have no intention of destroying Konoha."
That's true; he really had no intention of destroying Konoha.
He even secretly planned to let Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura, those two old foxes, continue to rule Konoha and see just how badly they could mess up this once glorious village.
At this moment, the Uchiha clan members finally stopped what they were doing, panting heavily, their chests heaving violently.
They watched as Tobirama Senju's clay body gradually coalesced and restored under the power of the Impure World Reincarnation technique, his crimson Sharingan eyes still burning with fierce hatred.
Clearly, such revenge was far from enough to quell their hatred; the pain and resentment of their clan's extermination were etched into their very bones.
Having fully recovered, Tobirama Senju dusted himself off and gave the impotent, furious Uchiha clansmen in front of him a cold glance, his eyes full of disdain, not even bothering to look at them again.
This disregard only added fuel to the fire, making Uchiha Tekka and the others even more furious. Their fists clenched so tightly they cracked. If they could do something to Senju Tobirama, they would have already fought him to the death.
It must be said that Tobirama Senju truly possessed a unique "talent" in provoking the Uchiha clan.
The reanimated Tobirama turned his gaze to Orochimaru, his tone icy: "Orochimaru, is that you? You're the one who summoned me and my brother?"
Before Orochimaru could respond, he pressed on, "What did you mean when you said the Fourth Hokage was still alive?"
Tobirama Senju was filled with doubt—if the village already had a Fourth Hokage, why was the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, still standing here?
According to the rules of the ninja village, the older generation should do everything in their power to protect the young successors, just like he voluntarily stayed behind as bait to cover Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others' retreat.
Upon hearing Tobirama Senju's question, the four members of the Konoha Elders' Council turned deathly pale, their eyes darting around, unsure how to respond.
Seeing this, Orochimaru let out a low, cold laugh: "Second Hokage, you have spent your whole life targeting the Uchiha, but I have to admit that during your time in power, Konoha was undoubtedly the strongest village in the ninja world."
But the successors you left behind are all useless, one more incompetent than the next. If it weren't for the solid foundation you and the First Hokage laid, Konoha would probably have already become prey for other countries.
Orochimaru then proceeded to recount in detail all the "good deeds" the Konoha elders had done over the past half-century to the two former Hokage—from the decision-making errors of the Third Shinobi World War to the exclusion and suppression of the Uchiha clan, and various underhanded operations, he described each and every one of them in great detail.
When the conversation turned to Sakumo Hatake's sacrifice of his mission to save his comrades, which ultimately led to condemnation from the entire village and his suicide, Orochimaru suddenly changed the subject, a sly glint in his eyes: "While Sakumo did indeed commit suicide, I'm curious how such a confidential mission leaked to the ears of the common people? And how did it manage to provoke such a massive attack from the entire village? Wasn't there someone pulling the strings behind the scenes?"
He paused, his gaze sweeping intentionally or unintentionally over Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura, his tone carrying a strong implication: "You know, at that time, Sarutobi-sensei was nearly fifty years old, and his strength had long since reached its limit, making further progress impossible. Meanwhile, many people in the village were saying that White Fang would succeed as the Fourth Hokage. Do you think it's possible—"
At this point, Orochimaru deliberately paused. Both the Konoha ninjas and the Hidden Spirits brought by Broly were speechless, their faces showing shock, instantly understanding the meaning behind Orochimaru's unfinished words.
Kurenai Yuhi stared in disbelief at her future father-in-law, her lips trembling slightly as she murmured to herself, "Could it be that the Hokage, to prevent Kakashi's father from seizing the throne, did—"
"Orochimaru, don't make false accusations!" Danzo Shimura could no longer contain his anger and shouted.
Hearing Danzo's roar, Orochimaru laughed even more unrestrainedly. "Lord Danzo, is there any need to get so agitated? I was just repeating what you did."
Edo Tobirama's face also turned extremely ugly at this moment, so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
He had indeed met that young man, Hatake Sakumo, back then—he was two years older than his granddaughter Tsunade, wielded a short sword, and possessed extraordinary talent; he was a rare prodigy.
Back then, Tobirama Senju believed that this young man, who came from a common background but was proficient in swordsmanship, would surely become a pillar of Konoha in the future. However, he never expected that his ending would be so tragic.
Tobirama Senju glanced at Hiruzen Sarutobi beside him without making a sound, only to see that his disciple was still keeping his head down, his eyes darting away, not daring to meet his gaze at all.
Seeing this, Tobirama Senju already had the answer in his heart—perhaps Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't directly harm Sakumo Hatake, but in that matter, he definitely took a tacit or even indulgent attitude.
He may not have intentionally harmed White Teeth, but he never thought of helping him either.
Ultimately, it was probably mixed with personal motives.
After all, at that time, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was not yet fifty, was at the peak of his strength and power, so it was understandable that he was reluctant to give up the position of Hokage.
Seeing Tobirama Senju's increasingly grim expression, Uchiha Tekka and the others felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. This shock and anger emanating from Tobirama Senju himself was even more satisfying than when they had trampled on his reanimated body.
Tobirama Senju, didn't you always boast about leading Konoha to prosperity? Look at the kind of people you personally chose as your successors!
Meanwhile, Rin Nohara, resurrected through Edo Tensei, learns the truth that Obito Uchiha is still alive from Kakashi and the others' fragmented accounts.
What she found even more unbelievable was that the simple and innocent boy who had delayed his mission to take a lost old lady home, and who was like a younger brother, had actually orchestrated the massacre of the Uchiha clan.
"Kakashi, are you kidding me?" Even though her body was a cold, reanimated form, the shock and disbelief on Nohara Rin's face were still clearly visible, and her voice trembled slightly.
Kakashi lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists. "Perhaps—perhaps your departure was just too much of a blow to him."
Broly watched the farce unfolding before him with great interest, a playful glint in his eyes.
He glanced at his watch, then clicked his tongue impatiently: "Why hasn't Runtu arrived yet? This show won't be as good without him."
Upon hearing this name, many people's expressions changed slightly, and a hint of anticipation flashed in their eyes.
If Obito Uchiha were to be present at the scene, facing Rin, who had been resurrected through Edo Tensei, and confronting the truth of all this, I wonder what kind of waves it would stir up?
That scene would surely be even more spectacular.
Not long after, the ground suddenly rose slightly, and a hand covered in mud emerged from the ground. Then, a White Zetsu clone with only half of its body emerged from underground.
The white Zetsu clone's eyes darted away as it timidly said to Broly, "That, Mr. Broly, Madara—oh no, Obito said he wouldn't be coming."
"Hmm?" Broly raised an eyebrow, his smiling eyes instantly turning dangerous, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped, causing the White Zetsu clone to shiver involuntarily.
The white Zetsu clone was terrified and quickly explained, his voice trembling: "Obito said that Rin is dead, and what's here now is just a talking corpse. He said—he will create a world with Rin."
Upon hearing this, Broly was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.
Good grief, running away is shameful but it's useful, right?
Does Obito really think so?
Broly wondered to himself.
He preferred to believe that this guy had chickened out, that he was too afraid to face the questions from his former goddess, so he hid behind a mask and used the so-called "Infinite Tsukuyomi" to escape reality.
"Do you believe me?" Broly turned his head, smiling at the white Zetsu clone with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
The white-haired clone blinked, paused for a few seconds, and then obediently shook its head.
White Zetsu knew Obito's sycophantic nature all too well—when he was first rescued by Madara, he was calling Rin's name in his dreams.
At this moment, Broly and White Zetsu found a rare moment of resonance in their thoughts.
He looked at Bai Jue, as if talking to himself, a mocking smile curving his lips, "Despicable."