In the same unchanging drizzle, a figure raced frantically onward.
Even from a distance, the panic and wretchedness radiating from him were unmistakable!
This figure was none other than Lower Moon One, Muzan Kibutsuji, who had confidently charged into Amegakure not long ago!
His face was now charred black, one eye had become a bloody hole, and his entire left arm was gone.
It was as if he had lost the unparalleled regenerative ability that came with being a demon.
But compared to the shock in his heart, his battered body was nothing!
"I was wrong. Everything was wrong!"
He fled for his life, desperate to escape the town behind him, still shrouded in rain.
For this operation, the four Lower Rank demons had quietly scattered throughout the Shinobi World under the Lantern Shadow's protection. They had devoured living beings to gather Chakra while searching for information about the Akatsuki Organization.
Along the way, they had encountered shinobi from Kusagakure and Takigakure, as well as shinobi from Kumogakure, one of the Five Great Shinobi Villages.
Among them were Genin, Chunin, and even Jonin—shinobi who were regarded as the best in the Shinobi World.
But even the Jonin had posed almost no trouble when ambushed by the four Lower Rank demons. They had been devoured with ease.
So, by their assessment, the Shinobi World was no pushover, but it was hardly a place of untold dangers.
And as the amount of Chakra they gathered grew, their strength had rapidly increased. That was why they had dared to hunt the Shinobi World's Lantern Bearer.
But all those rosy expectations had been shattered by that pair of strange eyes!
As Muzan recalled the battle, he felt a surge of relief.
If his opponent hadn't been concerned about the town and held back with