Naruto: Transmigrating With Yuta's Template-Chapter 212: Nagato’s Severe Injury!

Aoki roared and lunged, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

Nagato sensed the danger and instinctively tried to dodge, but the fatigue in his body and the consumption of his Chakra slowed his reaction by a second.

Pfft—

The dull thud of a sharp weapon piercing flesh clearly reached everyone's ears.

Time solidified at this moment.

That kunai, deeply and precisely, pierced Nagato's abdomen.

Even, because of the excessive force exerted by the Iwa ninjas, the blade tip protruded a small section from Nagato's thin body.

Nagato's body stiffened abruptly, and a flicker of unbelievable pain and shock flashed in his Rinnegan.

He looked down at the Kunai hilt embedded in his abdomen. Crimson blood was rapidly gushing out, staining his dark clothes.

His lips parted, but no sound came out. His body swayed and he softly fell forward.

"Nagato!" Haruki let out a cry filled with terror and rage.

Almost at the same moment Nagato fell, all the compassion, kindness, and hesitation in Haruki's blue eyes were instantly replaced by a bone-chilling killing intent.

His figure moved.

The Iwa ninja who had stabbed Nagato with the Kunai still had a mad smile of successful revenge on his face.

The next second, his expression was forever frozen. A cold flash of a blade passed before his eyes.

There was no scream.

A line of blood appeared on his neck and blood gushed out like a fountain. The Iwa ninja's body twitched and fell.

Haruki did not spare the corpse another glance. He returned to Nagato's side.

Aoki frantically supported Nagato's collapsing body, and seeing the tip of the Kunai protruding through him and the rapidly spreading bloodstains, his face turned pale.

What to do?

Nagato cannot die.

Aoki's pupils trembled as he stared at Nagato, whose face was growing paler. He reached out a trembling hand, attempting to pull out the Kunai, but he didn't dare.

Haruki took over Aoki's task, he knelt beside Nagato. There was no expression on his face, only an extreme calmness.

His hand gripped the Kunai hilt, deeply embedded in Nagato's flesh.

"Nagato, bear with it."

He exerted a slight force and the kunai was pulled out of Nagato's body.

Nagato groaned. His pupils dilated and cold sweat covered his forehead.

Haruki threw away the Kunai and extended both hands, hovering them over Nagato's terrible wound on his abdomen. A gentle power began to gather in his palms. Light emanated from his palms, like warm sunlight, slowly seeping into Nagato's horrific wound.

A miracle occurred.

The flesh, internal organs, and blood vessels torn by the Kunai began to regenerate and heal at a visible speed. New granulation tissue wriggled and connected, and skin tissue rapidly closed.

"I won't let you die, Nagato." Haruki promised Nagato.

[Ding!]

[System detected Nagato's Affection Value +3000]

[Your Love Curse growth value has risen to 54.3%]

Within just a few seconds, Nagato's terrifying, fatal penetrating wound in his abdomen had, surprisingly, vanished. There wasn't even a scar. Only his tattered clothes and the surrounding bloodstains proved that Nagato had just been injured.

"Cough…"

Nagato let out a faint cough. His face was still pale, but his heart was beating strongly.

Aoki looked at Haruki in shock. Haruki's Medical Ninjutsu had reached a level that astonished him. He had never seen such powerful Medical Ninjutsu.

He had heard that Tsunade's Medical Ninjutsu was superb, but it was absolutely impossible to instantly heal such a fatal penetrating wound.

Haruki's Medical Ninjutsu had completely surpassed his understanding of Medical Ninjutsu.

Haruki breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nagato fully recovered.

Nagato struggled to sit up and touched his perfectly intact abdomen. He reached out and grasped Haruki's trembling hands.

Haruki felt the warmth of Nagato's palm, looked up, and met Nagato's Rinnegan.

"I'm fine, Haruki."

"Thank you, you saved me again."

Nagato gave Haruki a pale smile.

Haruki: "…"

Actually, not really.

He had merely used Nagato to test these Iwa ninjas. If they hadn't made a move, he might have truly let them go.

But… they made a move.

Aoki took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart. He looked at the remaining Iwa ninjas again, his gaze becoming incredibly resolute and cold.

This time, he would definitely kill them, leaving no future worries.

"These people must be eliminated."

Aoki, short sword in hand, walked towards the defenseless Iwa ninjas on the ground.

Nagato instinctively looked at Haruki, who stood before him, not saying a word. He then knew Haruki's choice. It seemed his recent injury had affected Haruki's judgment.

"You still say you're not Konoha ninja?"

"If you truly came for peace, why did you raise the butcher's knife?"

"You yourselves haven't even managed to let go of hatred."

"Why do you demand that we let go of our hatred for Konoha?"

The Iwa ninjas watched Aoki approaching, sneering repeatedly, their voices filled with sarcasm.

Aoki tightened his grip on the short sword. He looked down at the Iwa ninjas from above.

"Your souls have been corrupted by hatred. Even if you live, you must feel pain, right?"

"It's alright, I will end your suffering."

"And don't worry, a world of peace will come one day."

Aoki believed that Haruki and Nagato would gradually agree with his method of achieving peace.

What had just happened was proof.

The hatred in these people's hearts was simply impossible to eliminate.

"No, wait."

The one who spoke to stop Aoki was, surprisingly, Nagato.

Aoki frowned. The short sword in his hand was already at an Iwa ninja's neck. It would only take a slight push…

"Stop."

Nagato stared at Aoki's back, speaking word by word.