Wood Style: Wood Dragon Technique!
A wooden dragon pierced through Weissmann's angelic body!
The fusion between him and the Aureole was utterly shattered by that wooden dragon!
The Aureole returned to its original form, hovering behind Weissmann. Weissmann himself crouched before it, gasping for breath. His body had suffered severe injuries. Remaining motionless as he panted heavily, he said, "Y-you... who exactly are you? Why do you possess such tremendous power? This power even surpasses the Aureole! Th-this kind of power is truly unbelievable!"
"Heh heh, unbelievable, is it? This is my own power, Uchiha Madara's power. Unlike the power you borrowed, my strength comes from my own body. It was forged through countless cycles of reincarnation. Do you know? There is a voice in my heart telling me not to kill you. It is Heaven's mercy, unwilling to let a living being die so easily. However, my Sharingan Heavenly Eye has foreseen that your life will still fade before long. I will not be the one to strike you down. As for who will... you will know when you die."
"I... I will die? Don't joke with me! Don't talk about this as though it has nothing to do with you! I, Weissmann, will not die so easily!" Weissmann still wished to put up a desperate fight, but when he tried to stand, he suddenly felt nauseated and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Heh heh, you would do better not to move. My chakra has already dealt considerable damage to your internal organs. You should focus on regulating your breath."
Suddenly, everyone discovered that the Aureole had vanished!
Weissmann was equally shocked by this development! Forcing himself to his feet, he said, "The Aureole has disappeared. This is far too serious! I must report it to the leader