"Since the brats from Sunagakure chose to protect the Miko, leave Moryo's Ghost Army to this old man. I'll clear the way for you," Ōnoki said, his eyes shifting.
Sarutobi Toru chuckled softly. He knew Ōnoki was being sly again, unwilling to face Moryo, the strongest monster. Still, Ōnoki's Dust Release was indeed highly effective against the Ghost Army, so Sarutobi Toru nodded indifferently.
"Then leave Moryo's main body to me. I'd also like to see what this ancient demon is capable of," he said casually.
Of the two ninja Sarutobi Toru had brought this time, whether Hizashi Hyuga or Aburame Shibi, both were severely countered by a Ghost Army made of stone. Sarutobi Toru had no desire to babysit the two of them. Since Ōnoki had volunteered to deal with the Ghost Army, he would leave it to him.
In any case, Sarutobi Toru had some confidence in his own strength now. Even the Eight-Tails could not withstand a single punch from him. How much stronger could Moryo be than the Eight-Tails?
Ninja were all decisive by nature. Now that they had made a plan, they naturally had to put it into action immediately.
"Wait, Miko-sama. It's far too dangerous for these people alone to protect you. Let us come along as well," the guard captain at the Miko's side immediately said.
The Miko immediately looked troubled. "Nijo-kun, this mission is not quite what you imagine it to be..."
What Miko Miroku did not say was that these guards were simply too weak. They could not keep up with these ninja at all!
This Miko had gained a certain degree of active control over her Prophecy Art, which was why she could see so clearly the gap between her guards' strength and that of the ninja she had hired.