Swish!
Mirai appeared on the battlefield out of nowhere, a blade in hand, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"What? Reinforcements?!" When A Zaku saw another person approaching, he was not surprised. But when he saw Mirai's mature face, his heart sank even further.
At this age... he must be very strong. What should I do...
Zaku was frantic. The chakra within him surged wildly, and under his struggle, the shadow binding him actually loosened a little more!
Shikamaru also sensed the shadow binding technique loosening. A cold sweat unconsciously beaded on his forehead, and when he kept his eyes on the newcomer, he froze.
Mirai? Why is he here? But...
Shikamaru looked at A Zaku and could not help frowning. "The enemy's strength isn't something we can handle just by adding him! If I really give it my all, my technique will probably be broken directly."
"Hm? Mirai?" Ono Inoue, who had been enthralled by Kin, saw someone arrive. She was surprised at first, then even more surprised, and finally became helpless as she muttered softly, "Handsome is handsome, but what use is it for him to come..."
Cross Copis-Shem, let me see whether you are truly exceptional. Mirai smiled faintly. He ignored everyone else present and held the long blade in his hand.
The blade seemed to possess a spirit of its own. It hummed and trembled, as though expressing its dissatisfaction.
"The first sacrifice for this blade will be their captain, Zaku..." Mirai smiled mysteriously as he drew the long blade, holding the sword in one hand and its sheath in the other. A glint flashed through his pupils.
"He's gone?" Zaku's pupils suddenly contracted. All at once, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
"Are you looking for me?" Mirai's voice sounded behind A Zaku.