Soft footsteps sounded in the corridor. Second Pillar stopped outside Orochimaru's bedroom door, briefly sensed the situation within, and pushed the door open.
He was not certain whether he would succeed. Orochimaru might look weak, but he was still far from being bedridden.
However, Sasuke had already received word that Orochimaru was preparing to perform the ritual soon. Things had reached this point—there was no room left for hesitation.
In any case, the outcome of resisting and failing was the same as not resisting at all. So why not try? What if he succeeded?
That was Sasuke's truest state of mind at that moment. Of course, what also supported him was that intense will for revenge.
Hearing the door open, Orochimaru looked up. When he saw Sasuke, he was slightly startled. He had thought Kabuto would be the one arriving at this hour.
"At this hour, what is it, Sasuke-kun?" Orochimaru asked with a light smile.
Sasuke nodded and said expressionlessly, "Yeah... I came for something. I came to kill you."
It was a simple sentence, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, like a casual greeting offered upon meeting an acquaintance.
Orochimaru's pupils narrowed slightly, and a smile curled at the corner of his lips. "You came to kill me, Sasuke-kun? That joke isn't very funny."
This time, Sasuke did not speak. He answered with his actions.
His left hand suddenly rose as Lightning Style chakra flashed into existence, instantly extending like a thrusting spear toward Orochimaru's heart.
Chidori Sharp Spear!
Over the past three years, Sasuke had not wasted his time. Driven by hatred, the effort he had put in was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Compared to the single, basic Chidori of three years ago, he had now nearly mastered Chidori's shape transformation. He could form all kinds