Impossible! His heart had already stopped. How could he still move? How could he possibly...
At that moment, time seemed to slow. The Third Raikage's head gradually turned toward the distant primeval forest, and a startled "What?!" had already escaped his lips.
In that instant, a series of images flashed through his mind: the sensation from his right hand of a heart ceasing to beat; those lifeless, dim eyes slowly closing as the heart stopped; and the limp posture of this Uchiha Clan brat. Everything pointed to the boy's death.
Yet now, he had grabbed the right hand the Third Raikage was about to pull free. The grip was so strong that it halted the withdrawal completely, as if his hand had been caught in iron pincers, unable to move even an inch.
It was simply inconceivable! Smack!
Just as that thought passed through his mind, his left hand, which he had not had time to stop, touched the Uchiha boy's shoulder. At the same time, the boy's face entered his vision—a face twisted by strain. In that bloodshot right eye, opened wide, his own expression was clearly reflected.
A look of astonishment, terror, and utter disbelief!
Then he saw it: the hand gripping him tightly, blood-covered and slowly blackening and peeling under the scorching lightning current—and beneath that hand, a yellow Exploding Tag.
A final burst of life?
In that instant, he found an explanation for the situation. Looking at the boy's hand and eyes, the Third Raikage knew that this Uchiha Clan brat could no longer feel pain. This had to be a final burst of life!
"But I absolutely won't leave any regrets in this final mission!"
At that moment, the Uchiha boy's miserable roar rang out before him. At the same time, the Third Raikage felt