Mosquitoes and bats flitted through the mist.
Soon, they had collected blood.
One by one, they returned and dripped blood from their rear ends into Hidan's mouth.
Bored out of his mind, Hidan drew his blade and expertly slit throats. Bodies kept hitting the ground with dull thuds.
Standing in the Jashin Formation, Hidan really didn't like this style of fighting.
Was this even a fight?
He was practically a factory assembly-line worker.
There was none of the joy of being kind to people by sending them to their deaths.
Just as Hidan was thinking that once they got back, he would dismiss these summoning beasts and go back to working alone, the shouts of samurai and shinobi rang out—
"Someone's dead! What kind of technique is the enemy using?"
"Careful! The enemy can slit your throat without a sound. Protect your neck!"
Hearing his allies' panicked voices, Hidan perked up. They'd crossed paths, so they were fated to meet. He was about to stab a few more times when Kakuzu grabbed his arm.
"It's the mist."
Kakuzu recalled the intelligence the Conglomerate had given him. Mei Terumi had obtained Giant Clam on the way to Kyoto.
"Mosquitoes and bats are summoning beasts with tiny brains to begin with—and they're a lot like you, Hidan. All it takes is a little guidance in the mist, and they'll attack their allies."
Fortunately, Mei Terumi had obtained Giant Clam too recently to have developed all its abilities.
Otherwise, if it truly wielded the power of the Second Mizukage Gengetsu Hozuki, Kakuzu and Hidan would have no choice but to meekly admit defeat and run for their lives before Lin Qing arrived.
But now—
"Wind Style: Pressure Damage!"
The Earth Grudge Fear: Wind Mask Monster unleashed a high-pressure ball of wind from its