The torrential rain poured down.
The sound of something slicing through the air rang out.
The scattered thrown ninja tools gleamed with sharp edges as they fell toward the Uchiha group along with the rain.
Clang, clang, clang—
Relying on their Sharingan, the Uchiha easily predicted where the thrown ninja tools would land, dodging them or blocking them with their swords.
"That was close!"
Nonō looked vigilant. Relying on instinct, she easily dodged the shuriken that sliced past her cheek.
Everyone knew that this round of throwing techniques was merely intended to kick off the battle.
"What are you waiting for? Let's attack together! These people are as good as dead!"
Seeing that someone had already made a move, the ninja from the various factions followed the shout of one of their comrades. More than ten thousand of them drew their kunai in unison, preparing to use throwing techniques together.
More than ten thousand ninja using throwing techniques.
They could absolutely turn the Uchiha into pincushions.
The moment the ninja drew their kunai, they were horrified to discover that, not far away from them, the pupils of several people gradually manifested the Yachihoko Imprint.
"Damn it! Have you gone mad?"
A rogue-ninja leader cried out in terror. He watched as the subordinate behind him gripped a kunai and stabbed it into his kidney, spraying blood everywhere.
"I'm sorry, my lord, I... I... I can't control myself!"
As he spoke, the Yachihoko Imprint flickered in his pupils. He drew another kunai and thrust it toward the rogue-ninja leader's buttocks.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
For a moment, cries and howls rose and fell without end within the temporary army formed by ten thousand ninja.
The number of ninja Ingetsu could control at full power was only around five hundred.
Their minds were not as strong