After the people from the Dream Organization left, Ōnoki slowly landed and looked gravely at Kitsuchi, Nara Shikaku, and the others.
"Tell me, what exactly was going on with that group who called themselves gods?"
Only then did Ōnoki finally have a moment to ease his mind. He discovered that his back was already soaked in cold sweat. It was clear just how much pressure he had endured while confronting Alucard and the others alone in the sky.
One misstep, and Iwagakure might have faced destruction.
At that moment, Shrine Maiden Miroku stepped forward. "Lord Tsuchikage, let me explain."
After leaving the borders of the Land of Earth, Moryo finally caught up with Alucard and the others, who had deliberately slowed down to wait for him.
However, he showed not the slightest gratitude for being rescued. Instead, his face was full of rage. "Zetsu! Alucard! Didn't you say you'd lend me a hand?!"
"Hehehe, didn't we help you? If we hadn't shown up, could you have left the Land of Earth so smoothly?" Black Zetsu cackled.
"Hmph!"
Moryo snorted angrily. "So what? They couldn't have done anything to me anyway! And is that what I meant when I asked for help? I wanted the Shrine Maiden! The Shrine Maiden!"
"Don't be so impatient. Haven't you already reclaimed your body? Besides, the Tsuchikage agreed to our demands so readily, so we have to give him some face. Just wait another seven days. Once the five great nations submit, could the Shrine Maiden possibly escape your grasp?"
"Hmph!"
Moryo snorted coldly and said no more. It seemed he had been temporarily placated.
After all, on closer consideration, while he had not achieved his goal completely, he had still gained the most from this operation. What reason did he have to