Escape From Konoha

Konoha's torture room.

The torture room shrouded in pale moonlight was built along rivers and cliffs. Instead of the raging wind, it seemed that the screams of countless prisoners were gathered together, making the already cold place even more eerie.

Shikaku led a group of ANBU, passed the inspection by the guard here, confirmed his identity, and was allowed to enter.

In the huge building where the torture chamber is located, cells made of stone and iron bars are built on both sides. Each cell is powered by electricity, but the place where the electricity is powered is just a light bulb that emits bright yellow light. Since the luminous range is very small, most places inside the building are still shrouded in darkness and extremely gloomy.

In each cell, there is a prisoner, as if to prevent people from escaping from prison through secret conversations, this method of detention is adopted.

Some prisoners have begun to snore and sleep, and some prisoners are holding the iron bars in their hands and looking out in a daze. Their pupils are hollow and dim. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they all have long, unkempt hair that has not been cut much. They were wearing thin gray-blue prison uniforms, and their exposed arms and calves had very rough skin, which was obviously the result of regular rough work.

If you hadn't been able to vaguely detect their breathing, these prisoners holding on to the iron bars and looking eagerly outside would have been like frozen corpses, which was extremely weird.

Shikaku, who was used to the scene, only frowned slightly, then continued to move without saying a word.

The ANBU behind him were accustomed to following Shikaku's footsteps, turning a blind eye to the indifference, pleading, and pain in these people's eyes.

The prisoners held here deserve no sympathy.

These people are all criminal ninjas who have committed serious crimes or leaked important village secrets.

It is enough to be merciful without directly executing them. These people must be strictly managed and restrained with violence until they grow old and die here.

This is also the last mercy Konoha can give these people.

After crossing the outermost prison, Shikaku and others moved deeper into the torture room.

On the way, I also met Konoha ninjas who were patrolling. They stayed up all night and took turns patrolling here, alerting the prisoners here to use any tricks to escape from here.

Although the chakra of these cuffed people was blocked, the patrolling ninjas still stood firm and eliminated the last trace of luck among these prisoners.

Soon, Shikaku led the ANBU to the end of the outer and middle levels of the prison.

The road is getting narrower and narrower, and on the ceiling, every ten meters, there is a light bulb with a very small illumination range.

The door of the cell is not an iron bar, but a thick and sealed iron door, and there is only a small window on the iron door through which one can reach out.

The ground is damp and cold, and the cold wind blowing into his pants makes even Shikaku a little uncomfortable with the environment here.

When they reached the deepest cell, Shikaku and Anbu stopped.

In front of the iron door of the cell, ninjas wearing similar clothing to ANBU stood on both sides of the iron door, like loyal guards, protecting the cell.

"I have something I want to discuss with Elder Danzo."

Shikaku stared at the root ninjas stationed on both sides of the iron gate.

It's a bit hard to say, but that's the truth. People like Danzo are not easy to see even if they are supervised in the torture chamber.

The caretakers of the torture room could also only turn a blind eye and acquiesce in all this happening.

The two root ninjas are only superficial guards, and there are more root ninjas hiding around, locking every move of Shikaku and the ANBU ninjas.

Once they make the slightest move out of the ordinary, they may be attacked wildly by root ninjas.

The general situation is that the office location has been moved from the base to the punishment room.

Shikaku smiled bitterly.

If it were any other prisoner, the process would not be so complicated and tricky.

"Let him in."

An old voice came from the inside of the iron gate.

A root ninja turned his head, as if he was sure of something, then turned his head again and nodded gently to Shikaku.

He turned the door handle of the iron door, pushed it open slightly, and made an invitation to Shikaku to enter.

Shikaku immediately moved towards the iron gate. The ANBU ninja behind him wanted to follow him in, but was intercepted by the root ninja and was under the cold surveillance of the root ninja.

"You just stay outside, I can go in alone."

Shikaku shook his head at the ANBU behind him, indicating that he could go in alone.

The ANBU ninja had no choice but to retreat. Looking at these arrogant root ninjas, he felt extremely humiliated.

Not only was he previously controlled by the roots, even if Danzo was imprisoned, the power of the roots was superior to that of the ANBU, and he had become the most uncontrollable force in Konoha.

Because behind the root is the entire fighting sect of Konoha.

Anbu without Hokage is indeed unable to suppress its roots.

Nowadays, the control of ANBU is temporarily managed by two advisors and the Jonin squad leader.

After crossing the iron gate, Shikaku's figure stood completely in the prison, and the iron gate behind him shook slightly and closed tightly.

The moment the iron door was closed, the candles placed on the candlesticks around the wall in the originally dark cell suddenly lit up, driving away the darkness in the cell.

At this time, Lu Jiu also discovered that in the cell, besides Danzo sitting on the seat directly in front of him, there was also an old man with gray hair sitting there with his head hanging down in the corner.

Judging from his weak breathing, this old man is still very tenaciously alive.

The room not only has chairs, beds, desks, tea tables, pens and papers, lamps and other things, but also everything you need.

Deep in the room, there seems to be a faint secret door.

There is no doubt that this is a special cell, and it was probably transformed by Danzo himself.

Even the cell space is cleaner and more spacious than other cells.

It's not about suffering at all.

Although he was slandering in his heart, Shikaku could only turn a blind eye to these things.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how desperate Danzo is, he is not a terrifying being that he can overthrow.

"Elder Danzo."

Lu Jiu walked up to Danzo and stopped.

"Are you here to see the old man in despair?"

Danzo raised his head and stared into Lujiu's eyes.

Shikaku shook his head and said: "No, I have no such intention. I came here just to ask Elder Danzo for one thing."

"Is Tsunade's whereabouts?"

Danzo seems to have seen through Shikahisa's thoughts.

The deer remained silent for a long time, acquiescing.

"The Land of Iron, Southern Forest."

Danzo said this place name.

Shikaku, who was still thinking about how to get Danzo to relent, suddenly showed surprise when he heard Danzo tell Tsunade's whereabouts so simply.

"What's the progress of the investigation outside?"

Danzo continued to ask.

Shikaku hesitated for a moment and took something out of his pocket.

It's a videotape.

"This thing is consistent with the content that was played in the open air not long ago, and many copies were deliberately copied and scattered in the village."

Shikaku's unspoken meaning was that even if he wanted to recycle it, it would be impossible.

There are many Jonin who want Danzo to fall. They will definitely use this kind of thing to fight Danzo to the end and will not let go easily.

The crime of attacking and manipulating Naruto was not a small one.

This stain is placed in front of everyone, and it is difficult to refuse to pay.

What's more, there were already some shrewd Jonin who noticed the strange behavior of the Third Hokage himself and became suspicious of it.

As for whether the Third Hokage himself is controlled by genjutsu, this kind of thing can be found out by using the secret technique of the Yamanaka clan to explore the memory and do a little research.

What's more, Danzo's right eye also needs some explaining.

Those eyes look very similar to the Sharingan.

The matter of the Mangekyou Sharingan is also clearly recorded in Konoha's intelligence.

These things simply cannot withstand investigation.

The only fortunate thing is that Danzo chose to take refuge temporarily. If he insisted on going his own way and forcibly suppressed the opinions in the village, I am afraid that the civil war in Konoha has already broken out.

Thinking of the consequences of that, Shikaku couldn't help but feel scared.

"Really... It seems that I have completely lost this time..."

Danzo's tone was quite calm, so calm that Shikaku began to shudder inside.

Just when Shikaku was about to say something, a burst of laughter suddenly came from beside him.

"You like to play tricks and tricks, but now you are being plotted against by others. It really suits you, the leader of the root, to end up with you, Danzo."

The speaker was an old man with gray hair who had been sitting in the room with his head lowered.

Even when he was taunting, he lowered his head and did not show his face.

Lu Jiu glanced at the old man, frowning slightly.

Judging from the old man's tone, he knew Danzo well and had quite a history.

But in his memory, there is really no memory of this old man.

who is he?

Why here?

Why did Danzo choose to be imprisoned with him?

"However, this cell was originally built by you, but now you are imprisoning yourself... Haha, isn't this quite interesting?"

On the face and eyes covered by gray hair, there was a faint blood-colored light shining in the hair, making people feel uneasy.

"Elder Danzang, he is..."

Shikaku couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a remnant of the old times, don't pay attention to him."

Danzo didn't pay attention to the old man's sarcastic tone, but there was a hint of displeasure on his face.

Shikaku knew better than to bring the topic to this old man.

"Then, if possible, can Elder Danzang recount to me verbatim what happened these days and the plan he made at root? I need to confirm some things. Only in this way can Mu Ye got through this difficult time."

Listening to Shikaku's request, Danzo narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Shikaku's determined face, and finally opened his lips lightly:

"as you wish……"

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The sound of the blade trembling made Hiruzen's eyes open again from the dim room.

The light reflected from the blade in the darkness was so chilling, like frozen ice, without the slightest warmth, directly shining on Ri Zhan's face brutally and directly.

Hiruzen had no doubt that this was a knife that could cut through iron as well as clay.

And because it is made of a special chakra alloy, adding wind attribute chakra or thunder attribute chakra will make the sharpness of the knife to a higher level, reaching the state of invincibility.

Human flesh will be easily torn apart by this blade.

Hirizhan looked at the blade, and he clearly understood that this was not the short knife that Kakashi often used.

The owner of this sword, Hirizan also knows who it is, Kakashi's father - Hatake Sakumo.

Shinobu Konoha committed suicide because of rumors.

It was once a sharp knife of Konoha that bit the enemy.

As if recalling those past events passed down in the past, a trace of trance also flashed in Hirizhan's eyes.

It's just that Hizhan, who is a Hokage, did not expect that when this sword saw the light of day again, it would no longer bite Konoha's enemy, but him, Konoha's Hokage.

Is this a divine punishment for myself?

Or is it your own salvation?

The nostalgia in Hiruzen's eyes gradually turned into complexity.

He slowly stretched out his hand forward, and finally, under Kakashi's gaze, he held the handle of the short knife and made a decision.

With a clang, the blade was pulled out from the ground.

The white light reflected from the blade shone horizontally on Ri Zhan's eyes, causing his cloudy eyes to narrow slightly.

In an instant, all the energy and energy in his body seemed to be sucked by the knife, and the aura on his body became more depressed and downcast.

"What will be your choice, Third Generation? Agree, or reject?"

Even though Hirazan holds the dagger in his hand and has a weapon that can fight, Kakashi still takes it calmly, as if he doesn't care whether Hirazan has a weapon or not.

Hearing Kakashi's words, Hirazan looked away from the blade, raised his head again, and stared at Kakashi's eyes without emotional fluctuations.

Just when he was about to speak, a figure flickered in front of Hirazan, flickering the candlelight, and inserted between Hirazan and Kakashi.

Each hand held a chakra blade, and the expression on his face was serious and serious.

"Asma, why are you..."

Seeing the true face of the figure blocking him and Kakashi, Hiruzen's expression changed slightly.

"I'm sorry, Hokage-no, old man, as a son of man, I only have this matter, and I can't just sit back and do nothing."

Asuma didn't look back, watching Kakashi with wary eyes.

"Asuma, this has nothing to do with you! Get out of here!"

Hiruzen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, shouted in a deep voice.

His tone revealed that he wanted Asuma to get out of here quickly.

He didn't want to involve his son with this old grudge.

He is very aware of Kakashi's strength, no, Kakashi's strength is stronger than he imagined, and may even surpass him, the Hokage. With Asma's strength, it is absolutely impossible to compete with Kakashi.

Once the two of them fight, Asma's fate can be imagined.

He had already lost a son and didn't want to lose another.

But Asma laughed, without any fear of death in his eyes, and said: "What a pity, old man, I am different from my elder brother. I have been a not very well-behaved child since I was a child. It is the same this time, please allow me to give you the final say. Just be a bad boy who doesn’t behave well again.”

"what are you up to?"

Under Hiruzen's horrified gaze, Asuma slowly put down the chakra knife in his hand and threw it on the floor.

He took a slow, deep breath, looked directly into Kakashi's eyes as calm as the lake, and showed a fearless smile, a smile that made people feel reassured and calm.

"Kakashi, let me bear the revenge that you have endured for twenty years. Because if I die, this old man will definitely lose all his sons, and his life will be worse than death. How about this kind of revenge, can this kind of revenge make people feel better?" Are you satisfied? Don’t you want to see him in such a miserable state that his life is worse than death?”

Such revenge would indeed make Hiruzen feel even more boundless pain.

However, Kakashi's heart did not waver.

"This has nothing to do with you, Asuma, get out of the way."

Just like Hiruzen didn't want his son to be involved in this grudge, Kakashi also didn't want to involve this grudge to an unrelated person like Asma.

"No, it has something to do with me. Although he did a lot of stupid things, he is still my father after all. I can't just watch him die. I think if it were you, you would make the same choice."

Asuma said as he stared at Kakashi.

Before Kakashi could speak, Hiruzen's voice came from behind Asuma:

"That's enough! Asuma, as the third generation Hokage of Konoha, I have not yet fallen to the point of sacrificing my own children to fulfill myself. Since this happened because of me, it must also be done by me, the Hokage." Come and stop."

Hiruzen made up his mind in an instant, holding the handle of the short sword in his hand with both hands, pointing the tip of the sword at his heart.

"etc--"

Asuma's expression changed drastically, he turned around and rushed towards Hiruzen, trying to stop Hiruzen from committing suicide.

However, before he could take a step forward, a powerful burst of chakra suddenly erupted from Hiruzen's body, and it had condensed into substance. It was like a violent flash flood, constantly squeezing Asuma's body.

"hateful--"

Asuma roared angrily.

He watched his father, Hiruzen, raise the dagger in his hand and gave him a smile of relief that seemed to be farewell. He probably felt the long-lost happiness because of his child's protection.

"Old man, stop it, you are the Hokage of Konoha, don't mess around-"

Asuma continued to roar, and the veins at his temples began to bulge. He also exploded the chakra in his body, colliding with Hiruzen's chakra.

However, the quality and quantity of chakra between the two are not on the same level.

No matter how you say it, Hiruzen is also recognized as a doctor of ninjutsu by the ninja world.

In Konoha, in addition to the so-called blood inheritance limits, even the secret techniques of various clans can be mastered by the Five Kage level ninjas.

Even a pure chakra burst cannot be compared to a jounin like Asuma.

However, in Asma's view, Sun Zhan is so reckless to explode chakra, but also to prevent him from moving forward, there is no doubt that it is already prepared to die.

Kakashi watched this scene expressionlessly, seeing Asmana's incompetent behavior like a clown who tried his best to prevent his father from committing suicide, but in the end he couldn't do anything, and suddenly felt a void in his heart.

But even so, Kakashi did not step forward, just watched silently.

He didn't know what kind of feelings he should have at this time.

But Kakashi knows one thing, that is, he has no reason to step forward to stop it, and there is no way he can step forward to stop it.

Finally, the roar, the roar of air flow caused by the explosion of chakra, and the sound of a blade piercing flesh, everything came to an abrupt end.

Asuma's body stumbled forward unconsciously because the pressure in front of him suddenly decreased.

The short knife pierced the chest of Hiruzen, who was still smiling. It passed through the heart accurately and without any mistakes.

"Old...old man..."

Asuma felt that the world collapsed, and all the sounds and scenes turned into a lifeless gray-white.

So pale and fragile.

Unbelievable.

As Hiruzen smiled, his whole body seemed to have lost the strength to support him, and his body fell sideways.

Asma flickered, as if instinctively predicted the position where Sun Zhan was about to fall, appeared there, hugged the body that was losing temperature constantly, and let him lie in her arms.

"Old man..."

"... Ah... As... Ma..."

Hiruzen's eyes gradually closed, and he seemed to be in a dark and cold world.

With trembling hands, I explored this unknown dark world.

"I'm... I'm here, old man..."

Asuma choked the moisture in his eyes and grabbed Hiruzen's skinny, wrinkled hand that was groping for warmth.

"...take care of the village and everyone...don't hate..."

With Asma's help, Hiruzen's skinny palm finally touched Asma's face.

Asuma's tears flowed out unconsciously and fell on Hiruzen's face.

Hiruzen's cheeks were very cold and stiff, and he no longer had the spiritual touch he had when he was young.

So, Asuma hugged Hiruzen's body and used more strength, as if he wanted to use this insignificant warmth to hope for a miracle to happen.

However, the miracle did not happen.

Hiruzen, whose heart was pierced by a short sword, lost his life force at such a speed that even Konoha's top medical ninja would feel helpless.

"...don't hate..."

Such a weak sound, which could not be heard at all unless it was quieted down, was very clear and broke into Asma's ears, which were filled with tears due to grief.

Breathing is weak.

Hiruzen longed for his son in his heart. After losing his father, he could not keep wandering in the dark abyss of revenge.

A ninja who went to extremes due to revenge and eventually self-destructed. Hirazan has seen such a ninja countless times in his long life.

He didn't want his son to embark on this road of no return.

Therefore, until his death, Ri Zhan had a smile on his face.

It seems that dying in such a posture is not ashamed of his identity as Hokage.

Even in the face of death, you must behave calmly and not let anyone look down on you.

"—From now on, you are Konoha's third Hokage!"

In his mind, Ri Zhan couldn't help recalling this sentence.

The voice and appearance of the teacher's thousand-handed door, even if it spans endless time and space, is still so sonorous and powerful.

It's a pity that until the end, I couldn't fulfill my duty as a Hokage...

If he could exchange his own death for Kakashi to no longer attack Konoha, then he, Hokage, could finally do something insignificant for the village.

All grievances started with him and will end with him.

"old……"

Asma hadn't finished speaking, Hizaki's skinny palm slipped from his face and fell down powerlessly.

Asma stared blankly at all this happening, probably because the scene in front of him exceeded his prediction of reality, so that his brain could not accept this kind of real cruelty.

Therefore, he suddenly opened his mouth, as if he wanted to exhaust all the strength in his body, even if the salty tears flowed into his mouth, he couldn't stop it.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The pain was almost like howling, completely liberated from Asma's mouth.

Kakashi watched all this happen with a blank expression, neither cheering nor ashamed, just as calm and serene as looking at an empty dead thing.

Amidst Asma's roar, Kakashi turned around and moved towards the outside.

The candle on the candlestick burns to the end of its life.

extinguished.

Endless darkness eroded this world, and Kakashi's figure was involved in it.

"It's so empty..."

Perhaps, this is the life of an Avenger.

Kakashi deeply understood this truth.

However, it's not over yet.

In the darkness, Kakashi seemed to have come to an end and pushed open the door.

The moonlight outside was gentle and beautiful, falling on her face.

Although there was only a little light, Kakashi knew that this empty night would come to an end sooner or later.

Only by surviving this long night can we see the more brilliant and beautiful scenery in the early morning.