The Method

The sudden turn of events startled Kakuzu, but it also heated up the somewhat stifling atmosphere.

"Hahaha... This works out perfectly. I was worried that if I hit too hard, too many casualties would be a problem. Since you're all this strong, I won't hold back."

When an undercover cop ran into colleagues but could not reveal his identity, how was he supposed to judge the proper amount of force to use?

That was a profound art.

At this moment, Kakuzu finally felt that making this trip had been worthwhile.

Kakuzu, who had originally felt somewhat constrained, began considering going all out.

It had been a long time since he had encountered such powerful opponents.

It would not do to get rusty after going too long without enemies to practice against.

After sensing his surroundings, Kakuzu still failed to find Black Zetsu's suspicious hiding place. Only a few conspicuous White Zetsu clones remained.

"Whatever. This is too good an opportunity to pass up without probing them. Even if this physical clone is destroyed or becomes suspected because of it, it doesn't matter."

"Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"

What emerged from the Fire Release chakra heart monster's mouth was no longer the B-rank ninjutsu—Fire Style: Searing Migraine—but a genuine A-rank ninjutsu.

Under Mizuki's control, an enormous fireball, wall-like in size and carrying an irresistible momentum, crushed toward the Land of Fire's daimyo and his subordinates. Everything in its path was reduced to scorched earth.

"This is bad!"

The Fifth Mizukage, Mei Terumi, had just used two advanced ninjutsu. Even a powerhouse of her caliber was still flesh and blood and needed a moment to catch her breath.

The near-limitless stamina and massive reserves of chakra granted by an immortal body could unleash terrifying destructive power even through Kakuzu's otherwise unremarkable overall