Chapter 115: Chaos in Konoha

Several miles east of Konoha, there lies a massive lava lake.

Under the pitch-black night, the red magma bubbles and rolls in the lake, screaming like boiling steel, emitting waves of heat.

Such a sight would make anyone wary, not daring to approach.

In fact, this place is indeed a forbidden area.

Because,

In the center of the lava lake, there stands a steel prison, connected to the outside world only by a long suspension bridge.

This is Konoha's ANBU prison.

Unlike the police department's prison, which houses ordinary criminals, this place is known as the Special Penitentiary for Serious Ninja Crimes.

As the name suggests,

It holds serious criminals, including murderers, those who leak confidential information, rogue ninjas, and spies from other villages.

Each one is a talent, none of them easy to deal with.

Tonight,

On a hillside outside the prison, three unwelcome guests quietly emerged from the darkness.

They were Obito, Sasori, and Zetsu.

Zetsu, half-emerged from the ground, opened his Venus flytrap-like form and informed Obito of the information he had gathered:

"This prison is built on top of an iron mine. The prisoners sent here have to mine iron ore every day, working for over a dozen hours from morning to night.

Due to the presence of the lava lake, even ninjas can't walk on water to cross it, because the temperature of the magma is too high, enough to melt any escapees.

Even if the prisoners riot, as long as the prison guards cut off the suspension bridge in time, the prison will instantly become an island, reducing the possibility of escape to zero..."

Thanks to the natural defenses and the ANBU guards, no prisoner has ever escaped from here.

However,

In the eyes of Obito and his companions, the prison's many stringent measures are nothing more than a facade.

"Let's begin."

Obito said lightly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zetsu immediately sank into the ground, quickly approaching the prison in the center of the lava lake from a kilometer underground.

Inside the prison, it's dark and damp, with low cells.

The prisoners who had been mining all day were already exhausted and collapsed on their beds, snoring one after another.

A few scattered ANBU ninjas yawned while making a symbolic patrol.

In a cell deep within the prison,

A pair of twin brothers were being held.

Unlike the other prisoners, the two seemed not to be worn out by the heavy mining work, but were still energetic, playing and laughing in the cell.

These two guys were big and round, both over two meters tall and weighing over 300 pounds, looking like two mountains of meat.

Although they looked funny, they had two domineering names, "Fūjin" and "Raijin".

If Dan were here, he would definitely be impressed.

These two brothers were great fitness prospects, with unbeatable talent.

In fact, this was indeed the case.

The Fūjin and Raijin brothers were born with divine strength. Without relying on chakra, they could threaten Konoha's Jonin with their physical strength alone.

But they had a flaw, which was that their brains weren't very good.

It was as if they had put all their points into strength when playing a character creation game, completely ignoring intelligence.

They were almost like idiots.

For example, at this moment,

The two brothers were discussing some mind-boggling questions.

"Big brother, why is the little finger short and weak?" Raijin held up his little finger, looking puzzled.

Fūjin heard this and seriously scolded.

The third guard, witnessing the scene, cried out in horror to his comrade on the other side of the bridge:

"Prison break! Pull up the bridge!"

No sooner had he spoken than Obito appeared before him like a phantom, reaching for his throat.

Swish.

The guard drew his ninja blade, slashing at Obito's face, but it passed right through him.

Before the guard could react, there was a crunching sound. Obito had snapped his neck.

Boom.

A loud noise echoed.

The guard on the other side of the bridge, seeing the situation deteriorate, took emergency measures and used an explosive tag to blow up the suspension bridge, causing it to fall into the lava lake.

This should have made things completely safe.

The prison breakers couldn't get in, and the prisoners couldn't get out.

Obito was unfazed, merely glancing at Sasori.

Sasori gave a slight smile, his fingers dancing like a butterfly, manipulating the Third Kazekage with chakra strings to create a...

A massive black steel bridge.

Under the despairing gaze of the guards, the bridge spanned hundreds of meters from one end to the other, extending to the prison in the center of the lake.

Meanwhile.

Inside the prison, the prisoners, under Zetsu's instigation, had successfully overpowered all the guards and swarmed out.

They rushed to cross the bridge, escaping this nightmarish place.

Each prisoner's uniform bore a number, and a rough count revealed there were two to three hundred of them.

After crossing the bridge and seeing Obito, Sasori, and the Third Kazekage, all wearing masks, they stopped in confusion.

Obito stepped forward, opening his arms to them and saying:

"Those who have long been oppressed by Konoha, today is your lucky day. I have freed you. Now, it's time to march on Konoha and exact your revenge."

The crowd exchanged glances.

Revenge on Konoha?

They weren't fools. How could they, with just two to three hundred people, confront Konoha, which had nearly ten thousand ninjas?

Before Konoha discovered the situation here, scattering and fleeing was the best strategy.

So.

Immediately, about a dozen prisoners ignored Obito and started to run away.

However, they hadn't gotten far.

Magnet Release: Iron Sand Drizzle.

The Third Kazekage summoned waves of iron sand, countless fine needles forming a downpour, catching up with the deserters.

Amidst a series of chilling screams, all of them were pierced like honeycombs and died on the spot.

The remaining prisoners turned pale with fear, their legs trembling and not daring to move.

"That's the fate of those who run."

Obito said indifferently.

"We want food!"

Fūjin and Raijin, the brothers, walked out from the crowd, loudly protesting.

They didn't care about anything else, they just wanted good food.

"Are these the two guys?" Obito asked, looking at the two brothers who were walking towards him nonchalantly.

"Yes. Thanks to them, we were able to easily deal with the prison guards. It's said that these two brothers have monstrous strength, reaching the level of the Three Legendary Ninjas." Zetsu replied.

Upon hearing this, Obito's eyes flashed, and he activated his Mangekyō Sharingan.

Fūjin and Raijin both shuddered, their eyes quickly taking on the shape of the Sharingan, as Obito controlled them with genjutsu.

As for the remaining prisoners.

Some were parasitized by Zetsu's spores, while others had iron

sand from the Third Kazekage implanted in them, controlling their lives.

Then.

Under the trio's drive, these two hundred-plus prisoners, under the cover of night, marched towards Konoha.

Half an hour later.

This group of prisoners arrived outside the east gate of Konoha.

Konoha Village under the night sky.

Brightly lit, bustling with noise, like a brilliant pearl in the dark earth.

"Brother, do you prefer pork cutlet rice or ginger pork?"

"I like both!"

Fūjin and Raijin, the two brothers, even under the control of the Sharingan, their obsession with food still overpowered everything else.

In their eyes, the Konoha Village in front of them was filled with endless delicacies.

As long as they killed everyone in Konoha, they could enjoy it to their heart's content.

"Attack!"

Led by the two brothers, a group of felons rushed over, quickly overpowering the guards and storming into the village.

However.

Just relying on this group of prisoners to cause chaos in Konoha was not enough.

So, Obito asked Zetsu another question: "Is everything ready?"

"Of course."

Zetsu, or rather Black Zetsu, smiled darkly and nodded.

Uchiha had attacked the Mountain Graveyard last time, burning down White Zetsu's underground lair with Fire Release, but many White Zetsus had escaped through Earth Release.

Black Zetsu gathered these remnants afterward, and their number was still considerable, close to a thousand.

The combat power of these thousand White Zetsus exceeded that of the same number of ninjas. Even on the battlefield of the Fourth Great Ninja War, they would be considered a large army.

These White Zetsus had secretly marched for several days and had already reached the outskirts of Konoha, now lurking deep underground.

"Get to work." Obito ordered coldly.

Even the Uchiha clan, in the last battle with the White Zetsu army, had suffered more than half casualties.

Ordinary Konoha ninjas were no match for these White Zetsus.

Under their sneak attack, Konoha would suffer heavy casualties.

As Zetsu sank into the ground.

"I'd like some private time, free activity." Sasori suddenly spoke up.

Obito didn't refuse, just saying indifferently:

"Do as you please. As long as you're not slacking off and doing your part."

"Of course."

Sasori gave a wry smile, then jumped onto the back of the Third Kazekage. As the latter spread a pair of iron sand wings, they shot into the night sky.

Heading straight for the Hokage Building.

Clearly, Sasori had already targeted his next victim, planning to create a new human puppet.

"Well, I should get to work too."

Obito murmured.

He had caused all this commotion for one real purpose: to capture Naruto Uzumaki, the Nine-Tails Jinchūriki, while Konoha was in chaos.

Zetsu had already scouted the location where the Anbu were hiding Naruto for him.

Swish.

With a whirl of space distortion, Obito disappeared from the spot.

Konoha Village.

Although it was nearly ten o'clock at night, the riverside commercial street was still bustling, with a constant stream of people.

Several ninjas, drunk as lords, stumbled out of a tavern.

"Ugh~"

They ran to the side of the road, leaning against the wall and vomiting uncontrollably.

Suddenly.

From the direction of the village's east gate, there was a violent explosion, mixed with cries of battle and the villagers' cries for help.

What's going on?

These ninjas looked up

in confusion, sobering up considerably.

They were completely unaware that beneath their feet, in the sewer, White Zetsus were quietly emerging and launching an attack on them.

Thud, thud, thud.

The chests of these Konoha ninjas were pierced one after another by Wood Release spikes. As blood spurted out, they fell down with incredulous expressions on their faces.

Similar scenes were unfolding in every corner of Konoha.

One moment, Konoha was peaceful and festive, the next, it was plunged into massive chaos.

Tonight, disaster had arrived.