ebonymovies Chapter 240 Weasel vs. Itachi, The Battle of Two Robbers
Chapter 240 Weasel vs. Itachi, The Battle of Two Robbers
Chapter 240 Weasel vs. Itachi, The Battle of Two Robbers
Squeak—Bang!
The old door was slammed shut.
Not far from the gate, Kakashi, Jiraiya, and Naruto stopped when they heard the commotion, and all three turned around to look at the suddenly closed gate.
Kakashi narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression becoming serious.
Just as he feared, not everyone is as harmless as Rope Tree!
Inside the courtyard.
The dream merges with the gate, temporarily isolating it from the disturbances of the outside world.
He turned and walked back to Sasuke's side. He glanced around and sighed at the sight of the once glorious Uchiha mansion in its current state.
Meng Jingrong's gaze finally settled on her younger brother's somewhat dazed face.
Sasuke was still distraught, his eyes still glistening with tears.
A gentle smile appeared on Itachi's face as he reached out and ruffled Sasuke's messy hair, teasingly saying, "Sasuke, if I'm not mistaken, we—should have met already, right?"
Sasuke paused, then looked up blankly at Meng Jingrong, not understanding what he meant by those words.
Seeing her younger brother's confused expression, Meng Jingrong chuckled and shrugged.
He extended a finger and gently tapped Sasuke's forehead with his knuckle, feigning helplessness as he said, "After all, my good-for-nothing brother doesn't train as hard as you do."
A simple sentence, yet it reveals everything.
Sasuke was suddenly jolted, instantly understanding the meaning behind his brother's words.
His pupils suddenly contracted, a buzzing sound rang in his ears, and he froze on the spot.
Nissan actually found out!
A surge of immense shock and panic overwhelmed Sasuke, leaving his mind blank.
Shocked by the exposure of his identity and flustered by the revelation of his secret, his face turned pale instantly, and he involuntarily took a half step back.
What made him even more uneasy was—
Will the Nii-san in the dream blame him for having once possessed Sasuke's body in that world?
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +2000!]
Seeing his younger brother's sudden panic, Dream Itachi felt a pang of anxiety.
He quickly stepped forward, his warm hands firmly pressing down on Sasuke's shoulders, and gently leaned down to look his younger brother in the eye.
The warmth emanating from his palm made Sasuke's violently heaving chest pause slightly, as if pulling him out of a deep abyss of panic.
"Don't be afraid, Sass," Dream Itachi gently comforted her. "I didn't mean to blame you."
At the same time, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"I just—feel a little strange and confused."
"Puzzled--?"
Sasuke looked up at Nisan with a puzzled expression.
Dream Weasel slowly shook his head and said nothing more.
In fact, at this moment, he could clearly distinguish in his memory that in that world, his younger brother had shown two completely different states.
One of them was someone he knew very well, who loved to act cool and act cute, and who always slacked off and cheated during cultivation.
The other one was more like Sasuke standing in front of him right now, with a fierce determination in his eyes, and a deep sadness that he couldn't understand.
However, before arriving here, he never felt that anything was wrong.
It was as if an invisible hand was blinding him in his own world, making him take for granted that the two Sasukes, who were completely different people, were the same person, without any doubt.
He even suspected that his arrival here was not yet a true physical manifestation of his being. This feeling of "his body and memories being controlled by an invisible hand" sent chills down his spine.
Dream Weasel took a deep breath, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart.
He did not intend to let Sasuke know these secrets.
Telling him will only add to the troubles of this already suffering little DouDou.
After calming herself down, Meng Jingrong refocused her attention on Sasuke.
He reached out again and gently ruffled Sasuke's hair, encouraging him, "Sasuke—now tell me about yourself?"
After saying that, Meng Jingrong glanced around at the desolate courtyard.
The wind blew through the weedy courtyard, swirling up a few withered, yellow leaves that danced around their feet.
"Tell me, who in this world poisoned the Uchiha clan, causing you to suffer like this!"
From Meng Jingrong's sharp tone and angry eyes, Sasuke clearly sensed a deep-seated, chilling rage.
The anger was not directed at him, but rather unreservedly directed at the culprit who had caused all of this.
Sensing that Nisan's intense anger was for his own sake, Sasuke felt an unprecedented surge of confidence.
The person who's backing him up has arrived!
He is no longer alone in this world.
Hope rekindled in Sasuke's eyes, and an idea surfaced in his mind.
If it were a Nissan, it might actually be able to beat that fake!
With this almost instinctive trust and expectation welling up inside him, Sasuke no longer hid anything and immediately told everyone he knew.
He clenched his teeth and tried his best to remain calm and composed throughout the story, striving to present all the facts to Nissan exactly as they were.
Sasuke began his story with that bloody, dark night a few years ago.
From the tragedy of the Uchiha clan being wiped out overnight, to how the "fake" impersonated Nisan to commit the crimes, to how she learned the truth and was burdened with a blood feud, she poured out her heart to Nisan in front of her with uncontrollable resentment.
As memories flooded back, Sasuke clenched his fists tighter and tighter, hatred and anger gradually overriding his reason.
"It's all that damn imposter's fault! He killed our real brother and then impersonated him—wiping out the entire Uchiha clan!"
Dream Itachi listened quietly to his younger brother's heart-wrenching accusations, his eyes slowly narrowing, a look of disbelief and shock flashing across them.
He muttered repeatedly, "Fake goods—?"
However, before Meng Jingrong could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred!
Without warning, the ground beneath Sasuke's feet suddenly cracked open, and a pale hand burst forth from the earth, gripping his ankle tightly.
"Nisan!"
Before Sasuke could react, he let out a short cry of surprise and was dragged into the ground by that hand!
He felt dizzy and his body was instantly swallowed by the mud. His lower body sank into the ground at an extremely fast speed, as if he had been swallowed up by a giant mouth that suddenly opened.
Sasuke was terrified and frantically waved his arms, trying to grab onto something, but all he could do was move on soft soil.
"Sass, give it your all!"
Itachi was horrified and lunged forward, trying to grab his sinking brother, but he only managed to touch Sasuke's clothes before his brother's figure disappeared completely into the mud.
The crimson Sharingan then activated furiously within the Dream Fusion Eye!
With his all-seeing eye, he clearly sensed a chakra rapidly moving away from the ground.
Dream Weasel's gaze suddenly turned cold, and he roared, "Don't even think about escaping!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a black shadow, and he suddenly chased after the direction in which the chakra fluctuation had disappeared.
Almost at the same moment Itachi rushed out of the Uchiha mansion in his dream, he was captured by Kakashi, who had stayed behind to keep watch.
not good!
It's that guy—
Kakashi's heart skipped a beat. He vaguely guessed what was going on and thought to himself, "This is bad." Without thinking too much, he immediately took off and gave chase.
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Following the trail of chakra remnants, Dream Itachi sped along at full speed, his heart filled with anxiety, pushing his speed to its absolute limit.
He felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest, and all sorts of ominous thoughts were growing wildly in his mind.
What if something happens to Sasuke—
He didn't dare to think about it too much, and could only rely on his instincts to keep pushing his legs faster and faster!
The shadows of the trees rushed past him, and before long, he had broken through the northern boundary of Konoha Village.
Before me lay a forest shrouded in a thin mist, with a barbed wire fence blocking my way.
This is Konoha's 44th training ground, the Forest of Death.
This place was sparsely populated, but Meng Jingrong didn't care about anything else. He kept moving and nimbly jumped over the barbed wire fence, heading straight into the depths of the woods.
The barbed wire fence shook violently a few times, startling several crows perched on nearby branches. They flapped their wings, let out unpleasant, hoarse cries, and scattered in the air.
Soon, as he was running, he sensed that the chakra fluctuations from the ground ahead had suddenly stopped.
Dream Weasel's heart tightened. He immediately lowered his body, slowed his pace, and cautiously crept forward, observing his surroundings warily.
The tall, lush trees blocked out the sun, and the dense shrubs obscured the view ahead.
The dream weasel held its breath, silently parted a clump of grass in front of it, and slowly peered out.
With just that one glance, his pupils involuntarily contracted sharply.
In the open space beneath an ancient tree not far away, a tall figure wearing a black robe with red clouds stood with his back to him.
And in that man's hand, Sasuke was being carried!
Sasuke's hands hung limply at his sides, and he was slumped over, clearly having lost consciousness.
A fleeting look of surprise crossed Dream Weasel's eyes, but it vanished in an instant, replaced by a chilling killing intent and icy rage.
He slowly emerged from the bushes, thinking to himself: An Akatsuki member?!
Dream Itachi slowly drew several shuriken and asked in a deep voice, "So, you're the imposter? What did you do to Sasuke?"
As soon as he finished speaking, "Uchiha Itachi" under the black robe with red clouds raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes in profile.
A vein throbbed on his forehead, and his previously placid expression subtly changed.
In just one glance, Reality Rong was shocked to realize that the other person's appearance, physique, and even those eyes were exactly the same as hers—
No, there are still some differences.
The opponent's capacity and eye power are far from sufficient!
The bizarre scene startled him, but it was quickly replaced by an even more intense killing intent.
A surge of anger welled up within Itachi.
This is a fake!
He stole his brother and family affection that originally belonged to him, and even dared to turn around and accuse him of being a fake. Interfering with the path of revenge that he had personally paved for Sasuke is simply unforgivable!
Seeing the other party remain silent, Itachi's gaze grew even colder, and he shouted sharply, "Release Sasuke!"
Upon hearing this, Itachi gave a disdainful snort.
He casually tossed Sasuke, who was unconscious, towards the direction of Itachi in his dream world, with one hand holding him up!
"Sasuke!"
Itachi's eyes narrowed, and he flashed forward, catching his younger brother in mid-air. He carefully took seven or eight steps back to dissipate the momentum before gently setting Sasuke down.
Meng Jingrong disregarded everything else and immediately bent down to examine her younger brother's injuries.
He placed two fingers on Sasuke's neck and felt that his pulse was steady and his breathing was normal. His brother had only fainted, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, in the blink of an eye, just as he regained his composure, swish! swish! swish!
Several beams of cold light shot out almost silently from all directions. The swords in his hands moved with cunning and lightning speed, aiming straight for Meng Jingrong's vital points!
The Dream Weasel's blood-red pupils suddenly narrowed, almost instantly capturing the trajectory and angle of all the hidden weapons.
It looks just like it! It really does!
Has this guy really gone this far?
Sensing the approaching killing intent, Itachi's eyes sharpened. Without a second thought, he scooped up Sasuke from the ground and spun around rapidly!
He held his younger brother tightly with one arm, while his other hand swung his kunai, drawing a swift arc of light.
"Jingle bells!"
After a series of metallic clangs, all the shuriken flying from the sky were precisely deflected and landed on the ground, sparking a few sparks.
The violent impact echoed through the forest, seemingly waking Sasuke from his dream in Itachi's arms.
Sasuke groaned and slowly opened his heavy eyelids, feeling a dull ache all over his body and a heavy head.
The next moment, he realized that he was being held tightly in a pair of strong arms, and the familiar scent was so close that he was momentarily dazed.
At this moment, Sasuke seemed to have returned to the past, carefree and protected by his brother, with all the pain and hatred far away from him—
"Nii-san?" Sasuke groggily raised his head and looked at the dream Itachi who was holding him.
However, before Dream Itachi could respond, Sasuke's gaze had already passed over Nii-san's shoulder and spotted another figure standing not far away.
The figure, draped in a familiar black robe with red clouds, slowly lowered its raised arm.
In an instant, Sasuke fully regained consciousness!
An overwhelming hatred ignited from the depths of his chest like a raging fire.
Before he could even think, he grabbed Dream Itachi's sleeve tightly and screamed, "Nii-san! It's him! It's this guy!"
In his dream, Itachi gently placed Sasuke behind him: "Sasuke, be good, don't come out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned sideways and shielded Zha Zha behind him.
Meng Jingrong slowly stood up, once again casting her cold and indifferent gaze forward.
At this moment, the man dressed in black with red clouds turned around completely, revealing his front.
Meng Jingrong noticed three horizontal scratches on the other person's forehead guard, a mark of a rogue ninja.
Beneath his headband, his equally dangerous Sharingan eyes, staring emotionlessly at Dream Itachi, narrowed slightly, radiating intense killing intent. He said, word by word, "It seems—your target has been me from the very beginning!"