In the darkness, Orochimaru watched the Small Nations Alliance regain its confidence, a playful smile spread across his face.
Uchiha Ronglin, I wonder how you'll deal with the arrangements I've made? I sacrificed quite a bit of time for this!
If Ronglin knew that Orochimaru had prepared quite a few "good things" for him, he would definitely curse him out. What the hell does that have to do with me? If you want someone, go find Ōnoki. He's the one who wants to deal with you people.
But Ronglin's strength was there for all to see. Dealing with him would not be easy. One could tell just by thinking about it that Orochimaru's preparations were anything but simple—this was definitely something heavyweight.
The war continued. The forces of Iwagakure, Kumogakure, and Sunagakure joined together and began large-scale operations. The Small Nations Alliance, which had originally held a slight advantage, immediately lost it with Sunagakure's entry into the battle. They were slaughtered into a steady retreat.
Yet something strange happened. Some squads from the three villages would always be wiped out for no apparent reason, with scarcely any survivors left behind. As the death toll continued to rise, Ōnoki, Ay, and Rasa had no choice but to become wary, suspecting that Orochimaru and Danzo had begun moving again.
Ōnoki had issued a strict order: whoever discovered any trace of Orochimaru or Danzo was to send word immediately.
Akatsuki members could appear anywhere on the battlefield. They always struck their enemies from concealed locations, eliminated them, and left calmly. Very few who encountered them managed to escape.
Although they had beaten the enemy into a constant retreat, their own casualties were also severe. Every day, Ōnoki frowned deeply as he looked through the casualty reports. Even Rasa and Ay had joined the