Though Sakura was furious, unfortunately, anger sometimes served no real purpose. Anger was the most useless emotion; most of the time, it only made people lose their composure. Even if it allowed someone to unleash strength far beyond their usual limits, it was still futile.
How could an old fox like Orochimaru, seasoned by countless battles, fail to see through Sakura? Her attack patterns had become straightforward due to her anger. He barely had to exert himself to evade her wild barrage. If Gaara had not held Sakura back, Konan would likely have taken her out with a paper Shuriken already.
"Enough. How is it going on your end?"
Nagato did not even spare a proper glance for this minor scuffle. Though these three had some ability, they were not strong enough to stop them from leaving.
Yet the appearance of these three constantly reminded Nagato that if they did not leave soon, Konoha's reinforcements would probably catch up.
Moriyue froze when Nagato addressed him. At that moment, his main consciousness was in Naruto's consciousness space; the one here was a consciousness formed from tentacles.
"Almost done."
Moriyue answered stiffly. Orochimaru, who had been fanning the flames all along, seemed to notice something when Nagato took the initiative to speak with Moriyue. His eyes narrowed slightly as he tied his long hair behind his back.
"It seems you have changed your mind."
Nagato did not answer. He had his own considerations. The man who called himself Uchiha Madara could not be trusted, yet many of the things Nagato possessed had been given to him by that man. Even the Demonic Statue behind him likely bore that man's influence in one way or another.
However, his goal had not changed: to use overwhelming military force to intimidate the other villages. He