"Jingū Kiraku!!"
Danzo Shimura stared fixedly at the figure circling in midair, his eyes nearly spitting fire.
Those four words were practically forced out through clenched teeth.
If there had been even the slightest chance, he would have loved nothing more than to seize that damned bastard at once, torture him by every cruel means imaginable, then tear him to pieces!
Unfortunately, he had no time for that now.
The purple poison gas before him was spreading at an alarming rate.
Many Konoha ninja on their side had failed to evade it in time and were already engulfed by the gas.
Piercing screams rose and fell one after another, leaving Danzo no time to concern himself with the enemy above.
If he did not lend aid immediately, Konoha would likely suffer devastating losses.
"Jingū Kiraku, just you wait!"
Danzo forcibly suppressed the fury in his heart, then rapidly formed hand seals and unleashed a ninjutsu.
"Wind Release: Storm Transit!"
As one of the few great Wind Release masters in the shinobi world, Danzo was truly skilled in this regard.
As the hand seals were completed, his stomach rapidly swelled to an utterly exaggerated degree.
He looked like a toad...
Then, a massive amount of Chakra rapidly gathered and compressed in his mouth.
It was then expelled as a violent blast of air.
More accurately, it could no longer be called a blast of air—it was a raging hurricane!
Carrying the force to destroy heaven and earth, it violently swept over the purple smoke and flames ravaging the camp.
If the poison gas was a layer of purple gauze draped over the ground, then this hurricane was a pair of powerful arms.
Using incomparably brutal force, it tore the veil apart and scattered it.
Though it caused considerable damage to the