Hanzo's Exit

"Urgh... cough, cough, cough..."

The wound in Hanzo's chest had grown even worse. He vomited blood in great mouthfuls, yet his left hand still clutched Nawaki's Lightning Release Chakra-wreathed right arm with all its strength. The two were now pressed tightly together.

Even through the Thunder God Armor, Nawaki could feel the violent tremors in Hanzo's chest. Having recovered from the sudden shock, he tried to exert force. When he found that he could not pull his right arm free, he asked with surprise and admiration, "Lord Hanzo, are you trying to take me down with you? But forgive my bluntness, there's no point in that. With the defensive power of Lightning Release Chakra Mode, even an S-rank ninjutsu would find it difficult to break through."

"Heh... hahaha..." Hanzo sneered as he panted heavily. "Young man, don't speak so absolutely! Don't forget that I've fought you before. I know the weakness of Lightning Release Chakra Mode very well! As far as I know, Lightning Release Armor can't defend against gas, can it?"

Nawaki smiled unconcernedly. "That's true, but it seems you've forgotten that I can use Fetal Breathing. Poison gas has no effect on me."

"Is that so?" Hanzo mocked as he drew a kunai with his trembling right hand and pressed it against his abdomen. "The purpose of poison gas isn't limited to poisoning people. The Ibuse poison sac implanted in my body contains highly concentrated poison gas. Once the sac ruptures, even I cannot resist it. Aside from its toxicity, the concentrated gas from the poison sac is also intensely corrosive. It can dissolve the flesh and blood of any living creature. The keratin layer of the skin alone cannot withstand it! So, Skywalker, come to hell with this old man! I will never let you seize the