After hearing Nawaki's explanation, Orochimaru's eyes suddenly lit up as though he had received some inspiration. "In that case, Nawaki-kun, couldn't you use Cursed Seals to control an army made up of clones? Even if artificially matured clones exhaust much of their potential, with your talent, Nawaki-kun, they could still gain a certain level of strength in a short time. Once you command such an army, wouldn't no one in the entire Shinobi World be able to oppose you?"
In fact, Orochimaru also possessed considerable skill with Cursed Seals. Though he could not compare to the Will of the Forest, using them to control clones would not be a problem at all. He even wanted to create true human clones to establish an army.
After learning of Orochimaru's idea, Nawaki hurriedly rejected it with a grave expression. "Absolutely not! The Will of the Forest's control also has its limits. If there is only one clone, I can still be confident of controlling it. But once the numbers grow too large, they could easily backlash against my original body!
"You should know very well how great my bloodline potential is! Once the clones break free of their Cursed Seals and lose control, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"I don't want the entire Shinobi World to be destroyed by my own clones. That would be far too ironic!"
Of course, Nawaki had considered using Cursed Seals to control human clones as well. But just as he said, the risks were too great. One mistake could trigger the apocalypse ahead of time. He would never allow Orochimaru to open Pandora's box.
That was the greatest flaw of mad scientists like Orochimaru. A single misstep could easily get themselves killed, or even drag the entire world down with them.
After hearing Nawaki's warning, Orochimaru's