A terrifying ninja tool like this, if used elsewhere... say, for an assassination...
Several horrifying ways to use the tool flashed through Tsunade's mind.
"Yikes... that's something."
Just thinking about it made Tsunade draw a sharp breath. This tool was far too terrifying. She just didn't know whether it had limitations like the Flying Thunder God Technique.
"What do we do next? Find Orochimaru and the others first?"
Once all the Uchiha ninja were in place, Tsunade reached out and tapped Uchiha Gen on the back, asking quietly.
"Next... naturally, we announce the arrival of my Uchiha."
At that, Uchiha Gen smiled faintly. His gaze seemed to pierce hundreds of miles, landing directly on the Sunagakure forces.
The stench of blood hung in the air, and ninja tools lay scattered across the battlefield.
Bodies lay strewn across the sand. A giant snake flicked its tongue, its cold eyes fixed on several puppets ahead.
On the snake's head, Orochimaru stood with bandages wrapped around his waist, his face ashen as he stared at an old woman before him, her face filled with murderous intent.
"Orochimaru, give up. In your current condition, you're no match for me. The poison in your body has already reached your lungs and entrails. If you don't get treatment in time, you'll be crippled for life.
"With your abilities, it would be a shame for you to die from this old woman's poison. Face reality, Orochimaru. Konoha has lost."
Chiyo held out her hand, Chakra Threads running from her five fingers to several puppets.
With a slight curl of her fingers, one puppet's arm transformed into a blade and spun like a fan, shredding the snakes that drew near.
"Heh. You don't get to decide whether Konoha has lost, you old hag."
Orochimaru bit his thumb,