The consequence was that the price Kitahara Kaede paid grew increasingly severe. Even the duration for which the Gate of Death could remain open was far shorter than expected.
"Damn it!" Kitahara Kaede cursed under his breath. He had not expected this Ōtsutsuki to be so insane, pushing himself to the absolute limit. If the surrounding light suddenly weakened or anything went wrong, with the way Ōtsutsuki had overdrawn himself, he would collapse to the ground and be at the mercy of others the very next moment.
But as things stood, Ōtsutsuki had made the right gamble. The terrifying energy around them continuously nourished his body, allowing him to recover at an astonishing speed.
Kitahara Kaede could sense that the energy in the air was also somewhat useful to him. When he had been here with Yagyu Juro before, that energy had nourished his body as well. But now that Ōtsutsuki had arrived, the surrounding energy had found its owner, and naturally, he could no longer gain anything from it!
"Itachi!" Kitahara Kaede shouted. That single shout alone carried the force of a Jonin's full-strength attack, and a sound wave instantly shot toward the area behind him.
He believed that as long as the other side heard that shout, they would understand what was happening.
"Looking for help? Come on, it doesn't matter how many people come." Ōtsutsuki looked at Kitahara Kaede, the continuously recovering energy giving him confidence.
Boom!
The two clashed once more. But the power of the Gate of Death had already begun to slowly fade. This strike failed to tear apart the opponent's protective armor, leaving only a clear mark on it.
"Haha! Kid, you're done. Your strength is already declining!" Ōtsutsuki said as he looked at Kitahara Kaede.
Kitahara Kaede frowned, then suddenly charged toward