Inside Orochimaru's mindscape.
Watching the various blood blisters continuously bulge and grow larger across his body, Orochimaru's expression twisted viciously.
It was these blood blisters that had bound him, causing him to lose control of his body.
His body was being manipulated to raise a Kunai and stab his own throat. Though he was fully aware of it while under the control of the genjutsu, he was powerless to stop it.
This humiliating predicament reminded him of what had happened when he faced Itachi Uchiha.
After making a name for himself over many years and earning the title of the Sannin throughout the Shinobi World, he had actually lost to a Uchiha who was not even fifteen years old.
Moreover, that Uchiha had not even used his full strength.
Now, there was another Akatsuki Organization member, another youth who did not seem very old, and this one had also subdued him with genjutsu effortlessly.
Then and now were exactly alike!
"Damn it!"
Orochimaru was seething with humiliation.
Ido, meanwhile, strolled through Orochimaru's mindscape. Her casual manner made it seem as though she were touring some scenic attraction.
Unlike other people.
Orochimaru's mindscape was a space made of flesh. Everywhere he looked, flesh writhed and squirmed, making it look like some enormous digestive tract.
Most people would feel more or less uncomfortable upon entering such a space, but Ido was clearly no ordinary person. Thus, while controlling Orochimaru to commit suicide, she inspected the place with great interest.
Outside the mindscape.
The Kunai in Orochimaru's hand was only a few centimeters from his throat. Though he fought the genjutsu desperately and his hand trembled violently around the Kunai, its blade continued to inch slowly toward his throat.
Clang!
At that moment, a Kunai suddenly shot over and knocked the one from