At that moment, as he watched the huge orange-red sphere of light rise in the distance, followed by an enormous mushroom cloud, Natsume felt quite satisfied and reached out to pat Three-Tails Isobu on the head, praising him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Nice work!"
"You're not completely useless after all."
Three-Tails hurriedly rubbed his head against Natsume's in a show of obedience.
After all, he knew very well what happened to those who didn't behave.
What was more, this human brat had the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Even if he refused to obey, wouldn't he still be controlled by genjutsu and forced to do as told?
He didn't have the right to fight back at all!
As the saying went:
If you couldn't fight back, you might as well enjoy it!
Maybe if he cooperated a little and tried a different position, it would feel even better?
The aftershock of the Tailed Beast Bomb explosion in the distance was still spreading.
Of the more than fifty Root ninja, only a handful of lucky ones had scattered in advance and managed to escape the blast.
Everyone else had been caught at the epicenter of the explosion.
It wasn't just that their odds of survival were next to none.
There wouldn't even be scraps of bone left.
These were all elite members of Root, after all!
After this total wipeout, Root would surely be severely weakened for years to come, unable to stir up trouble again...
And that was exactly the result Natsume wanted.
His elaborate plan to use the five Uchiha ninja as bait and lure that old scoundrel Danzo onto the hook hadn't been in vain.
Otherwise, gathering more than fifty Root elites in one place and wiping them out all at once wouldn't have been easy.
All in all, he had