The slaughter inside the mountain continued!
The roar of explosions, hoarse shouts, and near-hysterical curses echoed throughout the vast cavern.
Clang.
After blocking another tentacle launched by Moryo, Mifune gasped for breath and struggled to steady his trembling hands.
No matter how hard he fought to protect his comrades behind him, all he could do was slow Moryo's slaughter.
His Chakra and stamina were rapidly dwindling, and he could barely keep hold of the samurai sword in his hands.
From within the dark purple mist, Moryo's mocking voice rang out. "Old man Mifune, how much longer can you hold on? One minute? Two?"
Mifune glanced around. Only eight of his comrades remained alive in the cavern, and every one of them was injured.
The situation meant their mission had failed completely. They couldn't even be sure they'd manage to get word of their defeat—and the reasons for it—out.
But Mifune didn't give up. "I'll hold them off! Blow up this cave, now!"
The survivors exchanged glances, then set to work with determined expressions.
Blowing up Snow Peak from the inside and burying Moryo and Shinnō in the cavern was undoubtedly the last thing they could do.
Almost all the survivors were Jonin, with unquestionable skill and experience. They knew which walls to blast and which supports to destroy to bring the entire cavern crashing down.
Swish, swish, swish.
Moryo naturally wouldn't stand by and let the ninjas destroy the cave, so it sent its tentacles shooting toward the survivors again.
"Phew."
Mifune exhaled, then poured all his Chakra into the samurai sword in his hands and charged at the tentacles Moryo had launched.
By his reckoning, if he could protect just three of the eight survivors, they might still manage one last attempt to destroy the cave.
Crack.
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