Chapter 135 The Angel’s End (Ch 135)

The rain curtain formed by the Rain Tiger Freedom Technique covered the entire village, and every drop of rain was connected to Nagato’s perception. Any external chakra would be immediately detected like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiaonan collected the paper clones scattered throughout the village. She chose to land on the edge of a relatively secluded high-rise rooftop, where the view was wide but not easy to be noticed. Even the view of the sky path at the top of the tower would be blocked by other buildings. Raindrops dripped down her hair, splashing tiny drops of water at her feet.

“It seems nothing unusual…” She whispered to herself, and the inexplicable throbbing in her heart calmed down a little. “Go back and report to Payne.” As soon as she finished speaking, she was ready to turn into a paper butterfly and fly away again.

However, at this moment, the space behind her twisted without warning, forming a dark vortex that kept spinning. The familiar chakra fluctuations made Xiaonan pause, and she stopped and turned slowly.

In the center of the vortex, walked out that familiar figure—wearing a black robe and the iconic orange vortex mask.

“Why did you suddenly come here…” Xiaonan spoke first, her voice still cold, but after listening carefully, there was a hint of doubt that was not easy to detect. Although the other party was the “behind-the-scenes leader” of the Akatsuki organization and their ally, and had the power to come at any time, his appearance this time made her feel uneasy again.

Uchiha Obito put on this mask to make the next action more “convenient”. At least, in front of Konan and Nagato, he is still the “Uchiha Madara” who leads them to “peace”.

“I’m a little bored…” The voice from under the mask was low and hoarse, “I want to talk to you guys… By the way, let’s discuss our next steps…”

“Oh, really?” Xiaonan turned her head slightly and stopped looking at him. Her eyes passed through the rain and looked at a corner of the street below. There, a little girl was walking hurriedly with an umbrella. She would pass by here every day at this time, and Xiaonan happened to be in a position to see her.

Obito followed her gaze and noticed the little girl walking in the rain. “Are you looking at that little girl?” He walked over to Konan and stood shoulder to shoulder with her. His voice was emotionless. “She looks like she has good potential…” He thought to himself, “Is this the new Animal Path… Hydrangea…”

“Her name is Hydrangea,” Xiaonan said a few more words, her voice seemed to soften a little, “Like us, she is peace-loving. She is also quite capable, and is a leader among the new generation…”

“Yeah…” Obito agreed softly, but his footsteps inadvertently moved half an inch behind Konan. His wide sleeves hung down, covering the movements of his hands. A sharp short knife flashing with cold light was sliding into his palm silently.

Xiaonan seemed to have noticed something and retracted her gaze from the little girl. The barely perceptible tenderness disappeared in an instant, and her face returned to that cold and expressionless expression. “When did you come?” she asked, with a scrutinizing tone.

“I…” Obito’s voice was filled with a strange playfulness, and the red light of the Mangekyō Sharingan in the hole of the mask suddenly became brighter. He held the short sword tightly in his hand hidden under his sleeve, and the tip of the sword began to move silently towards Konan’s unguarded lower back inch by inch. “About… I came here half an hour ago…”

His tone suddenly became cheerful, even with a hint of appreciation: “I admired it for a while… this last rain scene!”

The last rain scene?

Half an hour ago?!

The throbbing in Xiaonan’s heart reached its peak at this moment! She suddenly realized something! Half an hour ago… this is impossible! The entire Hidden Rain Village is under the surveillance of Pein’s Rain Tiger Freedom Technique, and any outsider will be sensed immediately! Moreover, she just used the paper clone to patrol the entire village and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal! Unless… unless…

“Not good!” Xiaonan’s heart was filled with alarm. Almost instinctively, her chakra burst out, and her body quickly retreated like a piece of paper, while she turned around suddenly!

But it’s too late.

Obito had already calculated her reaction. It could even be said that he was waiting for this moment! The moment Konan turned around, as soon as he finished speaking, he thrust his arm forward!

“Puff!”

The dull sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was covered by the sound of rain. The sharp short knife pierced Xiaonan’s abdomen accurately and cruelly, and the huge force carried the blade deep into her body! The action was as fast as lightning, so fast that she didn’t have any chance to perform the secret technique of paper transformation!

“Ugh…” Severe pain instantly swept through her body. Konan groaned and her body stiffened. She subconsciously stretched out her hands and tightly grasped Obito’s arm that was holding the handle of the knife like an iron clamp. She turned her head with difficulty, and her amber eyes that were always calm were now filled with incredible shock and unspeakable pain.

She looked at the familiar orange swirling mask in front of her, and at the pair of cold and ruthless scarlet eyes in the holes of the mask, and she couldn’t understand it.

Why?

Why would Uchiha Madara, who had once guided and helped them, suddenly do such a cruel thing to her?

The rain was cold, washing the roof and the warm blood flowing from Xiaonan’s abdomen.

“You… why… did this… you… cough…” The severe pain tore her voice apart, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, her vision spinning and blurring. Blood dripped down the blade of the short sword that Obito had inserted into her abdomen, hitting the wet ground and leaving small, miserable red spots. She subconsciously clenched Obito’s arm holding the sword, but that arm was as hard as iron and did not move at all.

“You betrayed me… I want to take back my power…” The voice coming from under the mask was no longer the deep and hoarse “Madara”, but a younger and colder voice belonging to another person – the voice of Uchiha Obito.

Betrayal? His power? Konan’s mind was in a mess. The severe pain and blood loss made it difficult for her to think. Only one thought grew wildly – I must tell Nagato!

The “Ban” they have always trusted… has betrayed them!

“Betrayal… us… cough… we never thought of betrayal…” She panted hard, rain mixed with cold sweat flowing down her pale cheeks, “My will is Nagato’s will… Nagato chose to believe in you, I believe in Nagato… There is no word of betrayal…” She didn’t understand what Obito was talking about. As for the sudden change in his voice, at this moment of life and death, she couldn’t even immediately distinguish the difference.