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... ect you to come here today!" Deva Path Pain's gaze turned towards Akira, his tone heavy as he spoke.

After all, the Six Paths of Pain were merely puppets controlled by the power of the Rinnegan.

So, even if they were completely destroyed, Pain could always recreate them or replace a few if necessary!

"What's more surprising to you, that I showed up today, or that I know your Akatsuki base is here?" Akira's expression remained calm as he looked directly at Deva Path Pain. ...

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