"That's right!"
Seeing the Fourth Kazekage Rasa hesitating and stammering, Orochimaru answered the question he wanted to ask before he could finish.
He was right.
It was exactly what he thought! "Gulp!"
Hearing Orochimaru's affirmative answer interrupt him, the Fourth Kazekage almost instinctively swallowed. His already rigid body seemed to stiffen even further.
More than ten thousand Kumogakure ninja had lost a third of their number overnight.
Five days later, the Fourth Raikage was seriously wounded.
It was naturally no coincidence. The person who made a third of those ten thousand Kumogakure ninja disappear overnight was clearly the same person who had gravely wounded the Fourth Raikage.
And he could think of no one else capable of dealing Kumogakure such a devastating blow within six days.
"You mean..."
Even so, he still found it hard to believe. Even though he had already reached a conclusion in his heart, even though Orochimaru's rigid expression and grave gaze alone made it obvious who he meant, without even needing to connect the context of his words, the Fourth Kazekage Rasa still could not believe it.
Or rather, he did not want to believe it.
After all, this was Kumogakure. A third of more than ten thousand ninja meant at least two thousand people. And within five days, that person had practically traveled without rest to Kumogakure. The Fourth Raikage had never left Kumogakure Village during the final stages of the Third Shinobi World War.
In other words, after eliminating a third of those ten thousand Kumogakure ninja, that person had reached Kumogakure within five days, seriously wounded the Fourth Raikage, and forced Kumogakure to sign a peace treaty.
Setting aside what kind of strength it would take to make over two thousand Kumogakure ninja disappear or to seriously wound the Fourth Raikage, simply