Paper scraps filled the sky. Amegakure seemed to have entered winter in an instant, as vast swaths of "snowflakes" fell alongside the rain. The sky on Konan's side had been dyed pure white, looking more like a curtain of holy light.
Yet beneath that sacred surface lay endless killing intent. Kazeki, having activated her "Pseudo-Hundred Healings" state, was struggling to cope with the overwhelming assault. Although the raging wind had kept most of the paper scraps outside her body, quite a few still broke through the wind barrier.
The scraps looked soft, but once they began spinning at high speed, their cutting power became astonishing. People could sometimes accidentally slice their fingers while handling A4 paper in daily life, let alone paper scraps deliberately controlled by Konan.
Her already tattered raincoat was the first to succumb to Konan's attack. The paper scraps were like sharp blades, shredding Kazeki's raincoat to pieces, while thin streaks of blood gradually appeared across her body.
Under the torrential rain, the ground beneath Kazeki was gradually stained red. But the Hundred Healings altered by Moriyue was no joke. The wounds on Kazeki's body rapidly healed at a visibly astonishing speed. Clouds of steam rose from her body due to the accelerated regeneration, but in exchange, the Chakra within her was burning away at a terrifying rate.
Konan's expression was icy, and her eyes held nothing but coldness. This coldness differed from the one in Yugito Nii's eyes. Konan's gaze was more like that of someone who had lost all hope in the world, carrying an intensely negative feeling, as though her true self had long since vanished.
"Accept your death. This is the will of God."
She floated in midair, looking down upon Kazeki's futile resistance. She did not know whether her opponent was truly