Three locations, three marks. It all depended on where Minato Namikaze came from.
Slowly lowering his raised index and middle fingers, he watched as the Sealing Tadpole Script on the Flying Thunder God Kunai more than ten meters in front of him gradually faded away. His gaze shifted slightly behind him. In the peripheral vision of his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, the Tadpole Script seal on a Flying Thunder God Kunai diagonally to his rear left was also being exhausted. Then he turned his head and glanced at the tall thicket diagonally to his rear right, his expression slowly growing grave.
He knew very well that fortune was found amid danger. Next, he would be stepping into that "danger."
Since the other side now had someone capable of thwarting Uchiha Obito and Black Zetsu's ambush, Minato Namikaze probably would not come alone.
And if he was not coming alone, they might not approach from just one direction.
I'll probably be ambushed from two directions next.
The first wave of attacks! The first wave is crucial! I have to evade the first wave. Otherwise, if Minato Namikaze's Flying Thunder God lets him seize the initiative, then even if I can defend against the attacks that follow, I'll fall into a disadvantage and be forced to take hits. No matter how strong my defenses are, they cannot withstand the disadvantage of being unable to counterattack. Once my ocular power is depleted, that will be the moment of my defeat!
That absolutely cannot happen!
At the same time, he silently warned himself.
Hmm? Then, in the next second, his hand, which had instinctively moved down to rest on the sword sheath behind him, grasped at empty air. He froze slightly.
Is that so...
It was already lost.
That sword had been quite useful.
*That