The huge white whale fell from the sky, and its huge body hit the glacier like a meteorite, making a deafening noise.
The glacier cracked under its weight, and the cracks spread rapidly, spreading like spider webs, and ice fragments flew everywhere.
The sword clone walked slowly over. Fubuki Kakuyoku and Mizore Fuyukuma had died tragically under the weight of the white whale. Only Nadare Rōga, despite being seriously injured, was still struggling tenaciously.
A trace of unwillingness flashed in Nadare Rōga's eyes, and his voice was hoarse and weak. "Damn it... if Chakra Armor was allowed to work... I would definitely not lose so miserably..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes lost their luster and the breath of life disappeared.
The sword clone shook his head slightly, Chakra Armor is indeed very powerful, it can increase the amount of chakra in the body and strengthen various ninjutsu.
It can also build a chakra defense wall around the body to neutralize the opponent's chakra attack and even reverse the opponent's chakra. All kinds of ninjutsu and illusions are ineffective.
But when faced with Taijutsu and chakra that exceeds the armor's processing limit, the armor's power seems to be stretched thin.
Even if they fight face to face, the outcome is still determined.
He bent down, carefully peeled off the remains of the armor from their bodies, and placed them into Gate of Babylon.
As for their corpses, he ignored them and allowed them to be covered by the wind and snow and become part of this icy land.
The sword clone stood up, looked around, and felt a trace of worry in his heart. "Okay, I don't know what's going on with the main body. I hope everything goes well."
His figure gradually faded away, leaving only the body on the ground gradually blurred in the wind and snow, and was eventually swallowed up by this ruthless white world.
Iori stepped into Kazahana Dōtō's mansion and turned on chakra perception, but did not find the existence of Kazahana Dōtō.
"Strange, where are the Kazahana Dōtō people?" He was a little confused, so he sneaked into the depths of the mansion quietly.
Inside the house, he found a man who seemed to be of high status, busy directing the servants.
Iori walked in generously, and before they could say anything, he used Sharingan to sweep over everyone present, bringing them into the illusion.
Under the control of illusion, they poured out all the information like beans from a bamboo tube.
"In the afternoon, a distinguished guest sent a message. Mr. Kazahana Dōtō and the distinguished guest had an appointment outside, and are not in the city now."
"Are you a distinguished guest? Let me see who it is?" Iori laughed.
He turned on chakra perception again. This time he did not control the range of the perception, allowing it to spread to the distance, like an invisible net, capturing the fluctuations in every corner.
"Found it!" As the chakra extended, Iori found the location of Kazahana Dōtō, and there was a strange chakra nearby.
Iori jumped up, and Vimana flew out of the treasure house like a bolt of lightning, carrying him across the sky and flying towards Kazahana Dōtō's position.
After flying outside the capital, Kazahana Dōtō was talking to a hooded man in a pavilion next to the glacier.
Hearing the sound of Vimana flying, they stopped vigilantly and looked at the sky.
Iori jumped from the air and landed in front of them.
"It looks like I'm not late. So, who are you?" Iori looked at the hooded man and asked.
The hooded man raised his head. The face under the hood did not look like an ordinary person. One was black and the other was white. It was none other than Black and White Zetsu.
"The time is just right, it seems there is no way you can catch up." Black Zetsu said with a wide smile.
In the distance, Iori's clone far away from Konoha was released. In the information he sent, Nine-Tails appeared in the center of Konoha.
"Then who is the opponent you have prepared for me? You should know that I know Flying Thunder God, right? If you place your hopes on this guy, I can only say that you underestimate me."
Iori glanced at Kazahana Dōtō with disdain. He was just a parallel import who managed to achieve Kage Level's combat power through external forces. He was not a serious opponent of Iori at all.
"Haha, you will be satisfied." Black Zetsu just smiled, and then launched Mayfly Technique, like a shadow blending into the earth, disappearing from Iori's sight.
Kazahana Dōtō's face changed suddenly after hearing Black Zetsu's answer. He always thought that he was the dominant party, but in the end he was just a pawn of others.
The fire of anger burned brightly in his heart.
"You bastard, you are plotting against me. I'm going to kill you, and then kill him." Kazahana Dōtō tore open his coat, revealing the Chakra Armor he was wearing.
"Feel the essence of Land of Snow's highest technology. Even a jounin is vulnerable to this power."
Kazahana Dōtō smiled arrogantly, "Go to hell, Ice Release·Black Dragon Blizzard."
He gathered chakra in his hand, burst out a black dragon formed by a blizzard, and shot it towards Iori. The black dragon was filled with biting cold air and a destructive storm, as if it was going to swallow everything.
As the black dragon flew over, the ice on the ground shattered under the sweep of the storm, making a crisp sound.
The surrounding air seemed to be frozen by this force, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in snow and fog.
While Iori was wary of the nearby Black Zetsu, he took out the holy sword Balmung Projection, swung it at the black dragon, and slashed at Blizzard with the powerful sword energy.
The collision between the sword energy and the black dragon resulted in a huge explosion, ice shards flying everywhere, and a storm raging.
"What!" Kazahana Dōtō's pupils tightened, and he took half a step back, as if he was shocked by Iori's power.
Then he reacted, and his shame turned into anger. Looking at Iori who didn't care about him at all, his anger was like a volcano erupting, uncontrollable.
"Ice Release·Double Dragon Blizzard." Kazahana Dōtō roared, and driven by anger, his power exploded again.
Two black dragons flew out of his hands, sweeping toward Iori with an even more violent blizzard.
These two black dragons are more powerful than before, their eyes are shining with bloodthirsty light, as if they want to completely devour Iori.
"It's really troublesome, please be quiet." Iori stood there quietly, facing the two giant dragons transformed into black storms that were flying towards him. There was no trace of panic on his face, only indifference.
Twisting the hilt of the sword, he released half of the power of the blue gem, and he began to chant:
"The evil dragon will eventually fall, and the world has now reached sunset."
"Shoot you down--"Fantasy Great Sword·The Demon Lost"(Balmung)"
As his chanting ended, the divine ether contained in the jade spurted out, and huge power condensed on Iori's sword, forming a blue light that illuminated the entire battlefield.
Iori swung the sword out, and the cyan light was like an unstoppable torrent, swallowing up everything.
Just like Balmung killed the evil dragon Fafnir in the myth, the two black dragons were easily torn apart in front of this force and turned into countless ice crystals, dissipating in the air.
"This is impossible..." Kazahana Dōtō's expression was frightened, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
But faced with overwhelming power, he could only die with hatred.
His body gradually became transparent under the wash of cyan light, and finally disappeared from this world.