boyutpedia Chapter 121 First Encounter with Itachi
Chapter 121 First Encounter with Itachi
Chapter 121 First Encounter with Itachi
"Damn it!"
"Why do you seem to still have the strength?" Sarutobi Asuma couldn't help but say as he finished off the last enemy and looked at Shingetsu Seiun, who was holding a longsword steadily in his hand.
Shenyue Xingyun glanced at him.
"What's wrong? You can't keep up?"
"Nonsense!" Sarutobi Asuma straightened his back in an instant.
"I can handle two more enemies."
Kurenai Yuhi, panting heavily, said coldly, "If two more enemies come, you—you deal with them yourself!"
"A jinx."
Sarutobi Asuma's face stiffened, then he leaned against a tree, bending over and panting.
"Nebula, check for me, the enemy—the enemy hasn't retreated yet?"
"No." Shenyue Xingyun shook her head.
"However, we and the enemy have now been separated."
Sarutobi Asuma: "So what do we do?"
Shenyue Xingyun thought for a moment and said, "Let's recover our strength first."
"Hide nearby and avoid direct confrontation with Iwagakure."
Sarutobi Asuma and Yuhi Kurenai were taken aback: "Nebula, why avoid fighting?"
"If we don't stop the enemy, are we just going to let Iwagakure advance unimpeded?"
Shenyue Xingyun shook her head: "Of course not."
"This is just the second line of defense; there's a third one behind it."
"My opinion is that instead of engaging Iwagakure head-on now, we should stall for time."
Sarutobi Asuma asked, "Until how long?"
Shingetsu Seiun: "Delay it until we get news about Orochimaru."
Upon hearing this, the two men's expressions immediately changed.
"Nebula, what do you mean?"
"Is Lord Orochimaru still alive?"
Shenyue Xingyun chuckled softly.
"die?"
"I don't care what others think, but I absolutely do not believe Orochimaru is dead."
"Even being suppressed by a team of Jonin from Iwagakure doesn't seem like Orochimaru's style."
"I suspect that Orochimaru and some of Konoha's Jonin may have gone to launch a surprise attack on Iwagakure headquarters."
"Are you sure?" Sarutobi Asuma's voice suddenly rose, and even Kurenai Yuhi looked at Shinzuki Seiun in surprise.
"I'd say I'm about 50% sure," said Shenyue Xingyun. "That's just my guess. That's why I suggested we avoid direct combat and focus on stalling."
"If Orochimaru really goes to raid Iwagakure headquarters with Jonin, it won't make much difference how many enemies we kill here compared to that."
Sarutobi Asuma and Yuhi Kurenai exchanged a glance and then nodded.
"Okay, let's do it that way." "I agree."
Next, the three conserved their energy and stopped attacking. Amidst the faint shouts of battle, they sensed the deviation from the center of the battlefield and followed the periphery of the battle.
When faced with small-scale battles, the three of them became more cautious in their actions unless absolutely necessary.
At one point, Shen Yue Xingyun, who was moving and eating soldier's rations to replenish her strength, suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked into the distance in disbelief.
blood.
It was all blood.
Before them, on the ground, amidst the adults' mournful wails, it seemed as if the heavens and earth were smeared with a layer of blood.
Uchiha Itachi stood on a patch of land untouched by blood, looking at everything before him, his mind somewhat dazed.
He didn't understand why this was happening.
Not long ago, my father, Fugaku Uchiha, put on his battle suit and said he was going to the battlefield.
Not long after, her mother, Uchiha Mikoto, also went to the battlefield.
Not long after Mikoto Uchiha left home, Fugaku Uchiha returned.
"Itachi".
"I'll take you to experience the atmosphere of the battlefield."
"I will place you on the rear lines. Don't worry, the uncles in the clan will protect you."
"When you get there, study hard, listen carefully and take notes, understand?"
Faced with his father's earnest question, Itachi Uchiha nodded.
He was then brought here.
Everything was fine at first.
Although there were no people his age at the camp, there were clan ninjas there, so someone was looking after him.
The second line of defense buffer zone is usually free of fighting, and even enemy scouts are rarely seen.
Heeding Fugaku Uchiha's instructions, he listened, learned, and felt silently in the camp.
What is war?
He didn't have a clear understanding yet, but he felt that the atmosphere at the post station was very different from that at home and in the village.
He doesn't like it.
Just as he was hesitating about whether to find an opportunity to tell his father, Uchiha Fugaku, about his feelings, the battle began.
An uncle of the Uchiha clan, along with two clansmen, looked after him, and soon the camp was ablaze with fire.
Screams and blood began to appear before my eyes.
Clan members, uncles, and Konoha ninjas died one by one before his eyes.
His heart was filled with fear and tension. In a daze, he felt the scene before him swaying and the sounds in his ears were indistinct. The brutality of the battlefield was still a shock that was hard for him to accept.
Finally, he gradually adapted.
Although I still can't understand why the killing was so sudden, or why people were screaming and slashing, my hearing and sight have returned.
With a serious expression, he started running around the campsite.
run.
Run to places with fewer people.
The Konoha ninjas saw him, but they no longer had the energy to look after an Uchiha child.
A ninja from Iwagakure spotted him and, upon noticing his Uchiha clan attire, though puzzled as to why such a small child would appear on the battlefield, kindly offered him a shuriken.
"Clang~" The shuriken was knocked away by an Uchiha genin, and a few dozen seconds later, the Uchiha genin died at the hands of the Iwagakure ninja.
Itachi Uchiha continued running.
As he ran, he tripped over a suddenly convulsing corpse and fell to the ground. He got up, patted his aching knees, picked up a handful of blood-stained kunai, and continued running.
Run and run, run and run.
I'm tired from running.
My legs gradually became unresponsive.
He raised his head and looked around blankly.
The adults, much taller than him, were still roaring and killing, but their voices gradually weakened.
Because more and more people are dying, and fewer and fewer people are living.
"Hahaha~" A wicked laugh rang out.
Uchiha Itachi subconsciously turned his head, and a limping Iwagakure (Iwagakure) man with a broken arm and a limp was approaching him.
His face, covered in blood and knife wounds, was contorted with rage and madness.
"Konoha—Konoha scum, they all deserve to die—die, hahaha—"
As he spoke, he casually threw out the last kunai in his hand, aiming straight for Itachi Uchiha's heart.
A soft "clang" sounded.
Uchiha Itachi raised his hand, blocking the kunai's fatal blow at just the right moment.
His small face showed confusion and bewilderment, while at the same time, the enemy's ferocious smile suddenly froze.
"asshole."
"Not your average brat, huh?" he said, his only remaining leg seemingly unable to support his weight, and he suddenly knelt down.
He was nonchalant, reached into the corpse beside him and pulled out several shuriken, then used his last bit of strength to throw them at the Konoha brat in front of him.
Several shuriken blocked Itachi's escape routes, making it difficult for him to avoid them given his current abilities.
Am I going to die?
As the shuriken flew toward him, Itachi Uchiha thought to himself.
What does death feel like?
My mother must be heartbroken. I'm so sorry.
I wonder if my father will be sad for me too~
In his imagination, Itachi Uchiha stared intently at the shuriken that was getting closer and closer.
"Clang!!!" A sword light flashed before my eyes, followed by several resounding sounds, accompanied by sparks flying everywhere.
Uchiha Itachi only felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and then he felt his fate being strangled by the back of his neck.
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