CHAPTER 189 - 189 : THE AKATSUKI ORGANIZATION IS ALMOST WIPED OUT!

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At this moment, within the masked man's Kamui space—

There stood the masked man, Konan, the lifeless body of Nagato, and Yahiko's corpse, now transformed into the Deva Path Pain.

Two living people, two dead bodies.

The silence was suffocating.

Konan could not conceal the grief in her heart. Her closest companion was gone—again. She sat on the ground in a daze, her expression empty.

There had once been three of them.

Then Yahiko had died.

And now, Nagato was gone too.

She was the only one left.

For a moment, she felt completely lost, uncertain of what to do next.

She had always stood behind Yahiko and Nagato, protected by them, following their lead as they pursued their grand, seemingly unattainable ideals.

Now, both Yahiko and Nagato were gone.

Was she to carry on those dreams alone?

What should she do from here?

The masked man remained silent.

Just moments ago, Uchiha Haru's punch had landed squarely on his back, dealing a severe injury.

But to maintain the image of his identity as Uchiha Madara, he had no choice but to endure the pain and not let it show. He couldn't allow anyone to detect even the slightest weakness.

After all, Uchiha Madara—the legendary shinobi—was not someone who could be injured so easily.

This incident dealt an unprecedented blow to the Akatsuki organization.

Not only had their nominal leader, Nagato, been killed, but the mission had also ended in failure.

Aside from the successful capture of Gaara, the One-Tail Jinchūriki, their attempts to retrieve the Six-Tails and Nine-Tails had all failed.

Worse yet, the Akatsuki now faced internal crisis.

Nagato's death alone was a devastating loss. But once the news of their attack on the Hidden Leaf Village reached the rest of the organization, new problems would arise.

And that problem was Uchiha Itachi.

When Itachi joined the Akatsuki, there had been a silent agreement—only he would be allowed to capture the Nine-Tails.

Furthermore, though it was never spoken aloud, both sides understood that Itachi was not just an Akatsuki member—he was still a shinobi of Konoha.

The Akatsuki could use Itachi to fight against other villages and nations, but they could never raise a hand against Konoha while he was among them.

This man—who had slaughtered his entire clan for the sake of the Hidden Leaf—would never allow such a betrayal.

But now, they had acted against Konoha behind Itachi's back.

If they had succeeded, perhaps it would have passed quietly. But they had failed—and now they would face the consequences of failure.

Itachi's wrath.

He was a powerful shinobi who had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan. No one could afford to underestimate him.

Should Itachi take this opportunity—while the Akatsuki were reeling—and turn against them in fury, their situation would become immeasurably worse.

Their entire operation had taken a serious hit, and the organization's internal structure was on the verge of collapse.

This was the most perilous moment for the Akatsuki since its rise.

Even someone like the masked man—who usually remained composed even in disaster—felt a splitting headache just thinking about it.

But the one who troubled him the most... was Uchiha Haru.

This man, who had been an enigma ever since the Uchiha clan massacre, had finally revealed his hand—and had become the masked man's greatest obstacle, repeatedly destroying his plans.

It was no exaggeration to say: if it weren't for Uchiha Haru, the Hidden Leaf Village would have already fallen, and the tailed beasts would have all been gathered.

Next, he would have summoned the Gedo Statue, fused the chakra of all nine tailed beasts, and resurrected the legendary Ten-Tails.

His dream—a world with Rin in it—would be within reach.

But now... everything had changed.

With Uchiha Haru standing in the way, every step forward would be hindered.

And eliminating Uchiha Haru in secret? Impossible.

Even Nagato, with the Rinnegan, had fallen. Who else could possibly be Haru's match?

What to do?

The masked man didn't know.

Uchiha Haru's strength had exceeded all his expectations. For the first time in a long while, he was at a loss.

But he understood one thing clearly.

Right now, his top priority was to stabilize the Akatsuki organization—reunite the surviving members and regain internal control.

Despite the setbacks, Nagato, their symbolic leader, had died. Hidan and Kakuzu had fallen in recent years. Biwa Juzo had been killed unexpectedly by Uchiha Haru.

Their strength was a fraction of what it had once been.

But if the remaining members could unite, they would still form a force to be reckoned with.

As for the future... they would deal with that when it came.

"Let's go."

After a long silence, the masked man finally spoke.

Frequent use of body virtualization outside of Kamui space imposed a strict five-minute cooldown. Although time flowed differently within Kamui space, it wasn't without limitations. They couldn't remain here indefinitely.

A moment later, a swirling vortex of transparent chakra opened in the void.

The masked man, Konan, and the corpses of Nagato and Yahiko were all transported out of the Kamui space and returned to reality.

"Let's go," he repeated.

The masked man turned, preparing to leave.

He needed to find White Zetsu and gather information. He had to confirm the status of Uchiha Itachi, Kisame, Deidara, and Sasori.

But after just a few steps, something felt off.

Konan wasn't following him.

He turned around, frowning slightly.

"Konan. Let's go."

He was met with silence. After a moment, Konan spoke quietly, "Let's go?"

"Where exactly are you going?"

Since losing Nagato—one of her closest friends—Konan had become unnervingly calm after the initial wave of grief. There was no emotion left in her voice; it was cold, distant. The masked man's heart stirred uneasily. Konan seemed... different, but he still said, "Of course. We need to contact the rest of the Akatsuki."

"Though Nagato is dead, our plans, our dreams, must continue."

But Konan shook her head firmly. "No. I will not go back."

"Not go back?"

The masked man paused. "Then where will you go?"

Konan's voice grew sharp, her face hardening with lethal resolve. "I will take Nagato and Yahiko back to the Hidden Rain Village. Then I will take revenge. I want Uchiha Haru's life."

Her eyes burned with murderous intent.

Uchiha Haru had taken away her most important partners.

She had to avenge them.

As for dreams? They no longer mattered.

Compared to those unreachable ideals, revenge was closer—more real.

"Konan, don't be impulsive."

"You are no match for him. Going there will only get you killed."

The masked man's gaze was steady but laced with concern.

He understood her pain—why she was choosing this path—but he couldn't just watch her walk to her death.

Not because of old friendship or loyalty; those had long since died. He had killed those once close to him without hesitation. But Konan was different—there was still some value to her existence.

A waste of a life was unforgivable.

Konan was no mere pawn; she was a true Kage-level powerhouse. Losing her now would be a loss the Akatsuki could ill afford.

Yet she remained calm, almost detached, as she said quietly, "Let him kill me. Maybe that's not such a bad thing."

A hint of relief, almost acceptance, lurked beneath her words.

The masked man finally understood: Konan didn't just want revenge. She wanted release. With her two closest friends gone, what was there left to live for?

"Why are you doing this?" he asked softly.

"There's still a long way ahead. We may yet have a chance against Uchiha Haru."

He tried to soothe her.

Right now, consolation was all he had to offer.

"To deal with Uchiha Haru?" Konan's eyes narrowed, her voice sharp with disbelief. "Why?"

Her gaze locked onto his, silently asking if he truly had to rely on her.

He was speechless.

There was no answer.

No one could stand against a master like Uchiha Haru with absolute strength.

Konan's face twisted with bitter irony as she stood, preparing to leave with the bodies of Nagato and Yahiko.

Though just a woman, she was no ordinary shinobi. Carrying two corpses was no burden for a Kage-level warrior.

She intended to take Nagato and Yahiko back to the Hidden Rain Village—and then seek revenge on Uchiha Haru.

Not for dreams, not for justice—just revenge.

She didn't ask for mercy. She asked for death.

"There is nothing left in this world for me."

"Wait!"

Just as Konan began to perform a ninjutsu to leave, the masked man called out.

Konan turned with a flicker of annoyance. "What now?"

"If I told you I can avenge Nagato—would you come with me and stay with the Akatsuki?"

The masked man's voice was calm, steady.

"Can you?" she challenged, unconvinced.

She had just witnessed the battle. Before Uchiha Haru, the man claiming to be Uchiha Madara had no answer. He barely escaped with his life, paying a heavy price.

How could he stand as a rival to Uchiha Haru?

The masked man's expression faltered for just a moment but quickly regained composure.

He was the mask of Uchiha Madara. This was the only way to command respect and trust.

"I can."

His voice was as majestic and unyielding as ever.

Konan was silent for a long moment.

Then, with eyes like clear autumn water, she lifted her gaze.

She would rather grasp at any chance of revenge than accept death.

If there was even the slightest hope, she would never let it slip away.

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