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Naruto villian template chapter 205
🕑 Added 2024-10-26 11:40:00 +0000 UTCChapter 205 Speech!
Buzz! Buzz!
Amid the reverberating music, Asuto felt his energy and blood rising slightly, and he looked up at the giant white monument.
Snap...
Kumokawa, who was wearing a scarlet cloak, stepped onto the stairs. When he took the first step, the sound of the piano was played.
The trombone is followed by ethereal piano sounds, and the music is full of a sense of ritual, as if praising those who climb the stairs.
This piece of music was written by Miroku, who is now the Minister of Ceremony and Arts. It has the unique timbres of the instruments of the Land of Rain. It is perfect as a war song for the opening of the war.
Under the gaze of everyone, Kumokawa stepped onto the high platform of the Heroic Spirit Monument without stopping for a moment.
Turning his back to the giant monument and facing everyone, his eyes swept across everyone's faces.
Asuto felt that those deep and meaningful eyes seemed to stay on him for a moment, as if he saw a puppy among his lions, which made Asuto's breathing stagnant subconsciously.
Kumokawa didn't speak or make any moves. He just stood there with the trombones on both sides whimpering.
Several minutes passed without anyone speaking or retreating. The scene remained silent. Everyone stared at Kumokawa standing on the stage in silence. All they could hear was the long blast of the trombone.
"Everyone, it is time for dawn."
Kumokawa's voice gradually rose from a low level until it reached the highest level it can reach. He said with emotion: "At this dawn, the sky should be blue and pure!"
He looked at everyone and said coldly: "But, today, we are standing here! Standing in the Land of Rain, this land that has been trampled and watered with blood!"
"The clouds of war are still hanging over our sky! Under our feet is a country groaning and crying in humiliation!"
"The dignity of this country has been trampled under the feet of those big countries! Those arrogant ninjas of big countries are riding on our necks!"
Kumokawa raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Some people may say: I just want to live, I just want to live even it's most worst way a human being can live.”
"Yes, what they said is right. Life and survival are really important, but I want to tell you!"
Kumokawa paused for a moment, looked at everyone with slightly condensed eyes, and said in a low voice: "As long as those great ninjas are still running rampant in our land, we and even our families will never have a future!"
"As long as we continue to deceive ourselves and others like this, and as long as people from other countries sneer contemptuously when the word "Land of Rain" is mentioned in casual conversation, we will not be able to live as living people!"
"As long as this crying country remains weak on the territory of the ninja world, our dignity as human beings will never exist!"
"Everyone, now, stand in front of the heroic spirit's monument and tell me!"
Kumokawa raised his palms and said coldly, "Do you want to live as pigs and dogs who are waiting to be slaughter?"
"Or do you want use your blood and strength to tell them that you are also alive, with families, hate, love, and dignified people?!"
Questions with the addition of [Speaker Talent] poured out from the mouth, and the unwillingness, anger, hatred, fighting spirit, and fanatical emotions seemed to have entities, crawling inch by inch through everyone's skin and blood vessels.
In everyone's ears, there seemed to be a voice, singing slowly and softly, telling them that the noble moment was coming.
——Shout.
"Fight!"
At the same moment, thousands of people in the hall almost shouted in unison, and the roar sounded as if it was about to overthrow the Hall of Heroes.
But Kumokawa remained expressionless, and the terrifying pressure was released, he said in a cold voice: "I can't hear it!"
"Fight! Fight!"
"Didn't you eat?" Kumokawa looked down at the crowd, and one voice shouted over them, "Or is this your determination?"
"Fight, fight, fight!!"
The shouts and roars echoed in the hall for a long time and could not be dissipated.
"Very well!"
Kumokawa glanced at the fanatical faces and said coldly: "I am very arrogant. I think there are no weaklings in my men. I am very pleased that there are indeed no weaklings in my men!"
"The five major countries think that there is no need for our existence. The five major countries seem to have forgotten us completely. However, our existence is necessary for us!”
"What we want is not pity from big countries, not false peace, but real dignity and a better future."
"If we don't fight, we will have no status, no peace, no dignity, no future, and we may die every moment! Everything we want cannot be obtained through begging, but can only be achieved through bloodshed!"
"Everyone!"
Kumokawa's words suddenly stopped, he stared at everyone, and said solemnly: "In this catastrophe, the war has taken away countless lives. There is no doubt about the power of the great country, and everyone is likely to die."
"In the history written by future generations, they will find that no words can describe the cruelty of this disaster, and no rhetoric can describe everything we have done to survive."
"We will carry the fire through the dark night, step over the remains of our comrades, step through the thorns and abyss, and finally rekindle the burning torch on the piles of bones!"
"Our souls will dance in the ashes, with silhouettes reflected in the breeze!"
"From now on, the dark clouds will not always cover us. The world will know our existence. Our appearance will end this meaningless war, and we will see the real sky!"
Kumokawa suddenly raised his right arm, lifted up his blood-red cloak, and made a dull whistling sound. He clenched his fist in front of his heart and said, "Respect us ordinary humans."
"May the dawn that belongs to us last forever!"
Bang! Bang bang! !
Everyone's fists hit their hearts like heavy hammers, they roared with an almost crazy attitude: "Dawn, forever!!"
Everyone was trembling with excitement, and there was no longer confusion in their eyes. Instead, there was fire igniting in their eyes, as if their sense of mission had been reshaped, and they became rabid lunatics during this speech!
(End of chapter)
