Can't Carry

A tremendous roar rang out. In the man-made clearing between the trees, the Kirigakure-clad man panted heavily.

Blood trickled endlessly down his cheeks, gradually blurring his vision.

The unique radiance of his Rinnegan was fading, as though it could no longer hold on.

His Eye Power was nearly exhausted. If he continued, he would revert to his original form.

His legs trembled nonstop. The bones throughout his body were shattered, and dents from fists showed on the broken fragments. His head had been beaten out of shape, his eyes bulged from their sockets, and one eyeball had no idea where it had flown. Both arms hung limply at his sides, while jagged bone spurs protruded from torn flesh, blood gushing like a fountain.

If not for Shikotsumyaku being renowned for its bone-hardness, along with its impressive bodily self-healing ability,

this appearance would already be beyond description as merely horrifying.

In the distance, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a woman with a distinctive bearing and an overwhelmingly imposing presence walked over slowly. As she advanced, she tore off a rotten, shattered arm. A brand-new arm grew from the severed stump in the blink of an eye.

This monster.

The Mitotic Regeneration Princess.

Even if his Shikotsumyaku could injure her, her terrifying healing power could quickly treat those injuries.

It had not achieved even the slightest effect it was supposed to.

"If I remember correctly, you only have one life left."

As Tsunade slowly approached, she clenched both fists.

"One punch, and you'll die."

Deva Path suddenly bent over and vomited a large mouthful of filthy blood amid violent trembling. Through his blurred vision, he looked at the woman's approaching legs.

When fighting an opponent like this, if he could not kill her in one strike, then his only fate was