Orochimaru, utilizing his special ninja foot technique for speed, easily caught up to the fleeing black-clad ninja.
Licking his lips and displaying a wicked, bloodthirsty smile, Orochimaru's chilling killing intent locked onto the commanding leader of the black-clad ninja. Along his path, there was no one who could stop him!
The sharp kunai in his right hand flashed up and down, thrusting directly, stabbing levelly, slashing obliquely... His exquisite kunai skills were utilized to their full extent, like a textbook demonstration.
Clang—
The kunai was blocked by one of the black-clad ninja. Orochimaru wasn't surprised. Following the forward momentum of the opposing ninja's push, his little finger hooked the ring at the base of the kunai.
The sharp kunai immediately changed direction in Orochimaru's palm. Gripping the kunai normally, he gave a ghostly smile, and with a "Splat!" sound, plunged it into the heart of the black-clad ninja, whose face was filled with surprise.
Taking a deep breath, the thick scent of blood in the air rushed into Orochimaru's lungs, giving him a familiar sense of exhilaration. His heart began to beat faster and faster. Blood surged out of his ventricles into his blood vessels, and the flow rate of his blood accelerated. Even his blood vessels seemed to twitch lightly. His muscles involuntarily tensed, and Orochimaru trembled slightly with excitement.
A faint scarlet hue flashed in his exotic, dark-golden snake eyes. He stared intently at the rapidly fleeing black-clad ninja leader and roared in a low voice, "Kill!"
Holding the sharp kunai, he curled his body and charged forward.
A black-clad ninja, wielding a ninja sword, suddenly slashed from the side.
A cold light flashed in Orochimaru's eyes. He instantly activated his chakra, converted it to Wind Release nature, and channeled it into the kunai in his right hand.
Clang—
The tip of the kunai, now augmented with a pale-blue wind blade, extended for over ten centimeters.
After parrying the black-clad ninja's sword, Orochimaru moved his right hand again. Utilizing his immense physical strength while pushing against the ninja sword, he forcefully dragged the kunai up along the sharp edge of the blade.
Scratch! Pop!—
Stark, fiery sparks shot out at the point of collision. Orochimaru ignored them, his entire body moving upward along the path of the kunai.
His left hand flashed out like lightning, grasping the soft cartilage of the black-clad ninja's sword-wielding right hand.
In that instant, the ninja felt a shock-like sensation of powerlessness in his right hand, and his grip on the ninja sword loosened. Orochimaru seized the opportunity, slashing the kunai upward obliquely.
Splat!—
Amidst the black-clad ninja's scream of "Agh—", Orochimaru cleanly severed his right arm. Then, with the momentum of the slash spent, the kunai paused in Orochimaru's right palm again. The normally gripped kunai spun around his little finger, reversed, and slashed to sever the black-clad ninja's head.
A fountain of crimson blood shot several meters high into the air, inevitably splashing onto Orochimaru.
Orochimaru gave a wicked smile, his footsteps unbroken. He extended his tongue, licking the drop of fresh blood near his lip. In his dark-golden pupils, the bloodthirsty killing intent surged even more frantically.
Hoo!—
Blazing heat came from the side.
Another black-clad ninja, attempting to halt Orochimaru's advance, spat out a Great Fireball Jutsu the size of a hydrogen balloon. Wrapped in fierce flames, it barreled toward Orochimaru from the side.
Orochimaru's rage intensified, but his mind grew even calmer. Uncontrollable madness showed in his eyes. His almost-substantive killing intent soared skyward like a hurricane.
His hands intertwined like blooming flowers, weaving hand seals in the blink of an eye.
Wind Release: Many-Faced Wind!
The moment Orochimaru completed the hand seals, a massive, fierce gale suddenly churned up from the ground. Within the powerful wind were fine, deadly wind blades. Orochimaru's excellent hand speed also allowed him to launch several shuriken and kunai, which mixed with the wind blades and the powerful gale, aggressively sweeping toward the Great Fireball that was roaring toward him from the side.
Hoo! Boom!—
The black-clad ninja who performed the Great Fireball widened his eyes, watching Orochimaru in disbelief. He wanted to flee, but it was too late.
Orochimaru gave a cold smile. The massive, fierce gale instantly shattered the Great Fireball.
Not only that, but the wind fed the fire, and the fire amplified the wind's might. The already immense gale instantly devoured the Great Fireball upon contact, and its power surged even higher, becoming like a Category 12 hurricane, violently swirling the surrounding air and currents.
Furthermore, after Orochimaru's Many-Faced Wind Jutsu consumed the Great Fireball, the fierce wind became tinged with an orange-red, high-temperature flame. The hurricane, mixed with fine wind blades, instantly transformed into a rapidly surging, monumental orange-red fire wave, covering the sky!
Under Orochimaru's superb chakra control, the massive, dramatically surging fire wave, like a fierce tide, extended a tongue of fire, wrapping around the black-clad ninja who had performed the Great Fireball Jutsu and sending him to his death.
The fire wave's momentum did not stop. With loud "Hoo, hoo, hoo!—" roars, it surged forward, instantly slicing to pieces and incinerating several black-clad ninja who couldn't escape in time, aggressively surging toward the leader of the black-clad ninja.
The black-clad leader clearly felt the chilling, needle-like killing intent and the massive, overwhelming fire wave behind him. Knowing escape was impossible, he abandoned any thought of concealing his village's secret jutsu. He quickly turned, swallowed a black pill, his eyes serious, and rapidly wove complex hand seals.
Orochimaru keenly observed the black-clad ninja's action and was secretly surprised. A Military Ration Pill!
A substantial pale-blue chakra suddenly surged from the black-clad leader's body, and his hand seals were complete!
Sand Release: Desert Great Funeral!
The forest and grassy area within a hundred-meter radius between Orochimaru and the black-clad leader instantly weathered into a yellowish-brown desert. Over ten towering trees were swallowed, unable to support themselves, as the sand quickly sank inward, forming a massive yellow-sand vortex. Then, a giant hand, condensed from yellow sand, surged out of the quicksand vortex and slammed down upon the approaching fire wave.
Rumble!—
A clap of thunder seemed to boom on the flat ground. The massive fire wave and the sky-covering sand hand collided fiercely. A circular vortex of airflow, mixing yellow sand, fire waves, and wind blades, soared into the sky.
It exploded high above, raining down a mixture of wind-blown sand and fine rain.
From the distant rooftop, Sarutobi and the flanking Jōnin, seeing the earth-shattering commotion from Orochimaru's battle, exchanged glances, their faces filled with shock.
Sarutobi was about to personally intervene to deal with the black-clad leader, but Orochimaru, who was in the thick of the battle, sensed his intent and roared: "Don't interfere! I'll handle this myself!"
The arrogance and dominance in Orochimaru's voice made Sarutobi halt his movement. Ignoring the disrespect in the tone, Sarutobi, with a look of slight worry, kept his eyes glued to the battlefield where Orochimaru was fighting.
Orochimaru had stopped Sarutobi. He gave a wicked smile, his eyes burning with even stronger killing intent and interest. Facing the pale-yellow wind-sand rain, he charged forward once more.
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