Hanzō sensed Purple Dragon's power and chose not to confront him head-on, but instead opted to avoid his sharp edge.
He could hide, but his subordinates could not back down and kept rushing towards Purple Dragon, but in the end they were like moths to a flame.
The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, as the shell of the Ten-Tails, was supplied with chakra even before the Tailed Beasts provided it with Chakra.
But with Nagato's Uzumaki Body as a power source, it's enough to deal with the ninja in front of us.
Moreover, Nagato had almost lost his mind at this moment, completely disregarding the consumption of Chakra and life force, and frantically urging the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path to reap the ninjas on the battlefield.
"Ah...!"
Nagato controlled the Purple Dragon to attack Hanzō was terrified when he saw that the ninjas around him could not withstand a single round.
Faced with the crazed Nagato, faced with those Sage Eye, Hanzō had lost the will to fight to the death.
So the next moment he decisively chose to run away; there's no shame in trying to survive.
He planned to hide for a while and also increase his guards to protect his safety 24 hours a day.
After Hanzō escaped, Nagato vented his anger for a while, killing all the ninjas around him before stopping.
"Well...!"
Nagato, panting heavily, only relaxed slightly after realizing there were no survivors on the battlefield.
"Bang bang bang!"
The black rods behind him snapped one by one, the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path a "bang," and Nagato knelt on the ground.
"Nagato, how are you?"
Konan rushed forward to check his injuries. Seeing his charred legs and the black sticks on his back, Konan burst into tears.
She hugged Nagato with a touch of heartache. Could she blame him? Of course not! She could only blame the world, blame Hanzō, who was utterly wicked, and blame them for being too weak.
In the drizzling rain, two frail figures embraced and wept.
"Did you sense a figure appear next to the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path just now?"
Zetsu asked Obito, who was standing nearby, that when a group of ninjas rushed towards the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, he seemed to have seen a figure appear on the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
"Huh? Did I? My attention was focused on Nagato just now."
At this time, Obito was still a novice. Even with the White Zetsu cloak and Sharingan, his strength was at most at the level of Elite Jonin.
In Elite Jonin; they need more time to hone their skills.
Upon hearing his answer, Jue stopped worrying. Perhaps he was one of the lucky ones, but by now they were all corpses.
"With this happening, the Akatsuki will be expanding its ranks, and we can take advantage of that to get closer to him soon!"
After saying that, Zetsu's figure gradually disappeared into the ground, and Obito also disappeared from the spot using a Space-Time Ninjutsu, as if the two had never existed.
Clearly, the two were just there to watch the show. They didn't offer any help during the crisis, so there was no need for them to show up now. Instead, it would only make Nagato and the other person more vigilant.
"Have they left?"
Their movements naturally did not escape Orochimaru's Mind Net; he could clearly sense every blade of grass and every tree within a three-kilometer radius.
He already knew there were two pairs of eyes nearby, and with his intentions on their side, Orochimaru quickly sensed their location in a short time.
Even though Obito had the ability to blend into his surroundings, he didn't keep his Hollowfication ability active all the time, and Orochimaru discovered it not long afterward.
"What two cold-blooded people!"
After his transformation, Obito viewed human life as worthless, while Zetsu, an old monster who had lived for over a thousand years, only cared about his mother. What did the raging flood have to do with him?
Orochimaru sighed, still holding a piece of flesh the size of a basketball in his hand—the flesh and blood scraped off the Ten-Tails.
Just now, while Nagato was summoning the Nagato Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, Orochimaru instantly used the Super Long- Sonido, slicing off this piece of flesh with the Kusanagi Sword in the blind spot of the group.
The entire process took no more than 6 seconds. Nagato, blinded by rage, naturally didn't notice, and neither could Obito two detect his subtle actions.
If the others knew how good Orochimaru was at manipulating vision, they might have advised him to play League of Legends.
"The Ten-Tails is still very worthy of study. I still can't stand this kind of life-or-death battle!"
It would be a waste for Orochimaru to have traveled all this way if he didn't gain some benefit from it; that was his biggest purpose for this trip.
The Ten-Tails only appeared once in the early stages of the story; later, the Akatsuki sealed the Tailed Beasts using images.
This is also one of the abilities of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path: it can project images remotely.
Even if they could see the Ten-Tails' true form, would they dare to make any trouble under Pain's nose?
Unlike the other Tailed Beasts, the Ten-Tails has a real body, unlike the Tailed Beasts which are composed of Chakra.
Therefore, the cut pieces of meat do not need to be sealed and will not turn into Chakra over time.
Orochimaru still took out Sealing Scroll and sealed it. Although it wouldn't dissipate, what if it smelled bad? How could he study it then?
"Sir, you're back!"
Returning to the spot where she had been lying in wait, Guren hurriedly stood up, her clothes soaked through, looking like a drowned rat.
"Yes! Let's go, let's go check out Amegakure!"
Having accomplished the most important objective of his trip, Orochimaru naturally wanted to visit Amegakure.
It is essential to gather a few loyal subordinates and develop a network of downlines.
If Nagato takes control of the Amegakure, it will be much more difficult to place people in Amegakure.
In addition, this country practices a closed-door policy and does not welcome any outsiders.
Taking advantage of the current chaotic situation in Amegakure to engage in some underhanded tactics is not Orochimaru's style.
"Sir, is the weather like this in the Amegakure?"
Guren was a little depressed because Orochimaru had taken her to either the Land of Snow, a place where it snows all year round, or the Land of Water, a place where it snows all year round.
We finally escaped the freezing cold, but now it's raining non-stop, and it just won't stop.
No wonder Shizune complained to Kurenai Yuhi that she always ran into ugly old men when she went out, and it was hard to find a handsome guy.
Whether Orochimaru is handsome or not is unknown, but he can easily make someone experience all four seasons of the Ninja World in a short period of time.
"Every place has its own unique weather. Some people like this kind of place, while others can't adapt to the environment here."
Upon hearing this, Guren expressed that she still preferred the climate of the Land of Rice Fields, even though she had many bad memories there, she also had many wonderful moments.
"Don't worry, we're only staying here for a while, just like we're here for a vacation!"
To be honest, Orochimaru didn't really like this environment with its constant rain. The barrenness of the Land of Earth, the drought of the Land of Wind, the cold of the Land of Snow, and so on, were not what he wanted.
The Land of Fire is what he yearns for, and it's also the kind of country that various nations want to conquer.
But it's still early, we can only take it slowly, everything will come in time.
With these random thoughts swirling in their minds, the two soon arrived at Amegakure.