The Power of Ninjutsu

That strike had used Lancelot's life to block the attack for Orochimaru.

Even so, that body of his had been completely destroyed, and he had no choice but to replace it with an advanced skeleton warrior.

However, victory was already within his grasp.

Although his strength had fallen considerably due to his injuries, he was still stronger than Konan without her talismans. As for Touko Aozaki, who had likewise lost an important puppet, Gilgamesh was keeping her occupied. The other battlefields were all far away, with each side restraining the other, so they could not affect him at all.

Of course, that was only the theory.

But in reality—

"Orange, bring out my puppet." Konan turned her head.

"Fine."

Touko Aozaki was equally straightforward. A puppet identical to Konan in appearance and height appeared before everyone, making the sole difference between them all the more conspicuous.

Their eyes.

The whites of its eyes were ringed in circles like mosquito coils. Compared to Konan's pale golden irises, they were undoubtedly much uglier, yet the soul flames in Orochimaru's eyes began to flicker violently.

"I really have no talismans left, but that doesn't mean I'm powerless to fight." Konan's body once again transformed into sheets of white paper and attached themselves to the puppet. "Orochimaru, now that you've completely become a Lich, have you forgotten the power you once possessed—ninjutsu?"

By the time she spoke the last sentence, it was already the puppet speaking.

It was impossible to tell that two people had been superimposed to construct one person. Even with all the talismans completely attached, its body remained the same as before.

"Chakra is far inferior in quantity to magic," Orochimaru said hoarsely.

That was why he had not used ninjutsu during the battle. Ninjutsu was not necessarily inferior to some