Yao Wan's End (2)

Yao Mei's death seemed to reflect Yao Wan's fate from another perspective.

Although he had broken free from Jiraiya's control, he was severely injured and no longer had the strength to fight against Jiraiya, the most skilled fighter among the three.

He could only watch helplessly as Jiraiya's fists and feet made intimate contact with him, and as one after another of his clansmen fell to the ground.

Until the vortex female corpse he had been controlling was subdued by Danzo and Hiruzen, this guy who had defected from Konoha for over a decade and brought countless disasters to the village seemed to have truly lost all his abilities.

He no longer had the strength to dodge Jiraiya's punches and kicks, nor the strength to defend against Kunai shot from the shadows.

With a powerful kick to his chest from Jiraiya, Yaowan, who was sent flying nearly ten meters away, was unable to stand up again and lay on the ground panting heavily.

"Be careful, this guy still hasn't used Izanagi."

Danzo speaking, Hiruzen, who was standing to the side, immediately looked at his old friend with an indescribable expression.

How come you're so skilled at this?

Why are you looking at me?

Danzo disliked Hiruzen staring at him intensely.

"It's nothing, it's just that you seem to have gotten much thicker-skinned than when you were a child."

Hiruzen muttered to himself.

"What did you say?!"

"What, isn't that right?"

The two old men seemed to have returned to their youth, and began to argue like children.

Only Jiraiya remained serious as he looked at Yaowan, preparing to snatch his eyes.

"Hehe..."

Yaowan gave a bitter laugh.

Izanagi?

Only cowards Madara Uchiha, who are greedy for survival, would use that kind of ninjutsu.

Even if he is a despicable person, he would not, like those two, try to escape death by sacrificing his eyes.

If he wanted to remain hidden in the shadows, he had absolutely no need to stir up this chaos.

For him, there was only one path that always lay before him: to keep fighting.

"Danzo dog, you killed my grandfather and countless Uchiha clansmen. Your Sharingan is the best proof of that."

However, don't worry, I won't cherish my life like a shameless coward like you. As for Izanagi, only a bunch of schemers who manipulate darkness would be willing to use it."

With his last breath, Yaowan angrily rebuked Danzo, who was arguing with Hiruzen.

Danzo's already terrifying face suddenly turned sinister.

He hadn't been verbally abused to his face for many years.

Fugaku's face also instantly fell.

He was very worried that Danzo would take his anger out on the Uchiha Clan because of this.

Even though he has lost his roots, he is still the father of the current Hokage.

Although the current Hokage doesn't seem like a dutiful son who listens to his elders in everything.

Given the nature of their relationship, if the other party is truly determined to do something, the Hokage probably won't interfere too much.

"Hehe, hahahahahaha..."

Yaowan laughed a few times, but finally could not hold on any longer and gradually fell silent.

"Dead?"

Danzo approached first, his face cold.

"I said, Advisor Danzō, you..."

Jiraiya reluctantly tried to stop him, but then suddenly seemed to remember something and withdrew his half-raised arm.

Hmm, it's good to let that old man go up and scout things out first. What if Yaowan is just pretending to be dead?

Danzo wasn't stupid either. As he approached the opponent, he casually picked up a Ninja Blade and plunged it straight into Yaowan's body.

"He is indeed dead."

As if to confirm whether the other person was still alive, Danzo deliberately bent down and carefully examined the other person's face.

Then he left without looking back.

"Take this guy's body back and hand it over to..."

Hiruzen watched his old friend leave, he was about to give an order when he noticed Yaowan's eyelids sinking in and his lips twitching. He immediately realized what had happened.

That Danzo! He actually took away a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan!

"Danzo!"

Hiruzen hurriedly turned around, only to find that Danzo had already vanished without a trace.

"That old scoundrel!"

Stomping his foot in frustration, Hiruzen hurriedly chased after the direction the other had gone.

"So-called Artificial Human are nothing special after all."

On the other side, Kazashiro looked at Slos, who was powerless to resist him, and felt somewhat smug.

I thought Artificial Human were something amazing, but this is all?

He barely managed to unleash about 50-60% of his strength, yet he still managed to force this arrogant guy to his knees.

Slos remained silent, kneeling on the ground, letting the ice engulf him.

His injuries were too severe, or rather, Kazashiro's strength was far superior to that of other ninjas.

Known for his defensive prowess, he was still able to breathe even after facing a barrage of large-scale ninjutsu from Kazashiro, truly living up to his status as Artificial Human.

But it's impossible for him to admit defeat so easily.

If you ask why, there's only one reason, and that is--

He's lazy.

He was so lazy that he didn't even want to put in the effort to admit defeat.

And who said they've already lost?

At the farthest edge of the city, a place untouched even by ice.

A woman with Byakugan, dressed exactly like Ras, had already drawn her bowstring.

With the aid of her Byakugan, she clearly saw Slos's miserable state and Kazashiro's stance.

"Pretty impressive kid, he managed to beat Slos like that."

"How did it go, Raste?" Miya Dawn, very curious.

The Artificial Human known as Raste ignored her. Two arrows were nocked on her bowstring, ready to be released. The black bow gleamed with an eerie light.

"One step, and your foot is shattered."