Bluefish Island.
After the giant toad stomach on the mountaintop suddenly vanished, the more than one thousand Konoha ninja still left on the battlefield were on the verge of collapse.
Yes, more than one thousand.
By this point in the battle, they had still lost over half their forces.
Even so, this was still a force that could not be casually ignored!
How could they just be abandoned?
They could not understand it.
Fortunately, the final sentence had been loud enough for the entire island to hear, seemingly delivered using the vocal method of Toad Song.
"Oh, so the village has surrendered. We haven't been abandoned; we've merely been captured. The village will ransom us back."
Quite a few people felt a little better upon hearing that.
Although the village surrendering and their own capture were still painful matters, compared to the abyssal despair of believing they had been abandoned just moments ago, this was nothing.
But just as they were thinking that...
The place that had just given them hope poured another bucket of cold water over them.
Karatachi Yagura's bone-chilling voice came from the mountaintop. "Mist Village takes no prisoners!"
Those seven short words shoved them back into the bottomless abyss.
"Why?!"
They angrily raised their heads, wanting to see the face of the person speaking.
Unfortunately, the slaughtering blades behind them would not wait.
Blades rose and fell, blood spraying everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred Konoha ninja had fallen into pools of blood.
Araki watched the fighting below... no, it should have been called a massacre. He did not immediately step forward to advise Yagura otherwise.
He understood clearly that killing these people would certainly feel satisfying, but it would not fully exploit their value.
Mist Village no longer needed to