Desperate Measures

Isshiki was so furious that smoke seemed to pour from his ears. He couldn't stand being toyed with again and again by these native ninjas.

He could let Uchiha Sasuke slide. The man really did have the strength to match his own.

But what were Orochimaru and Kakashi supposed to be?

They were grasshoppers he could crush with a flick of his wrist, yet now they'd snatched the most important person, Ada, right under his nose!

He was mad as hell!

And that bastard Orochimaru—did he really think Isshiki couldn't kill him?

The more Ōtsutsuki Isshiki thought about it, the angrier he got. But Ada had already disappeared, and he couldn't sense her Chakra anywhere in Konoha. Even if he wanted to pursue her, he had no idea where to look. So he could only keep venting his rage on Orochimaru.

He didn't just skewer Orochimaru with Black Rods until he looked like a porcupine. He also suddenly swung a palm and blew the head off Orochimaru's corpse!

He refused to believe that the man could stay alive after his head had been blasted to pieces!

Anyone who dared scheme against him had to pay in blood!

Unfortunately...

No matter how badly he desecrated Orochimaru's corpse, he couldn't get back the Ada who'd been taken from him.

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's anger still hadn't cooled. He looked up and surveyed the area again.

He spotted Impure World Itachi and Impure World Shisui, who had just appeared to stop him, fleeing in opposite directions. They were already hundreds of meters away, vanishing into the dense cluster of buildings.

Isshiki didn't pursue Itachi and Shisui. The two Reanimated Ninja were already dead. Killing them again would accomplish nothing.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!"

Soon, several Konoha Anbu arrived and knelt beside Isshiki.

Although Isshiki looked strange