Jiraiya's bloodied face was filled with shock!
Having long since fallen into despair, he had thought that, aside from the God Organization, no one would dare come to this deathtrap to rescue him. Yet not only had someone come, it was Sasuke, Naruto, and Neji—three Genin who had only recently graduated from the Ninja Academy.
He quickly snapped out of it and shouted, "What are you three doing here? Don't worry about me—run!"
Standing atop Gamabunta's head, Sasuke ignored Jiraiya's warning. He glanced at his father in the distance, who was retreating while injured under the protection of a large group of Uchiha elites, and his expression instantly turned icy.
Then, his scarlet Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, radiating an eerie glow, swept across the formidable enemies before him—Hanzo, the Second Mizukage, the Second Tsuchikage, the Third Kazekage, the Third Raikage, and the five Jinchuriki who had been made into the "Six Paths of Pain." He said, "Are you prepared to bear the wrath of the Uchiha?"
Hanzo snorted. "What a ridiculous brat!"
Clearly, after smashing through the Allied Shinobi Forces' line, the caster behind the Edo Tensei Bodies had loosened their control somewhat, allowing the Edo Tensei Bodies, including Hanzo, to recover a little awareness.
"Konoha brat, don't throw your life away. Run while you still can!"
The Second Tsuchikage spoke calmly. The arm that had been severed by a sword moments ago had already completely regenerated.
Riding atop the giant snake Garaga, Naruto pointed forcefully at the Konoha forehead protector on his brow. "Bandaged mister, we're not brats. We're real Konoha ninja!"
Beside him, Neji had shed his usual calm demeanor. A brilliant light flickered in his pale eyes as he said eagerly, "That's right. This time, we'll protect the village!"
The Second Mizukage stroked his little mustache. "Konoha brats,