"Dust Release: Primordial World Deprived Technique!"
A voice came from nearby, followed by two beams of white light colliding and vanishing at the same time.
Ōnoki's eyes widened instantly. Had he seen that correctly?
Dust Release exactly like his own?
That was simply impossible. There was no second Ninja in the Ninja World who could use Dust Release.
Unless... unless that person was...
As the white light faded, Ōnoki finally saw the newcomer clearly.
A man wrapped head to toe in bandages.
With other Reanimation Jutsu users, something would look wrong at a glance. But the Second Tsuchikage was different. His face was covered in bandages, making him hard to identify, and there truly could not have been another person in the Ninja World dressed so strangely.
"Mas... Master? Is that really you?"
"It really is you, Ōnoki, you brat. We haven't met in so many years—how come you haven't improved at all?"
This was the gift Orochimaru had sent him, though it was far from all there was.
Two more figures then appeared beside the Second Tsuchikage.
They were none other than the Second Mizukage, Gengetsu Hozuki, and the Third Raikage.
"Well, if it isn't Ōnoki. You're still not dead despite being so old?"
The sweat on Ōnoki's forehead increased. He had already realized that something was wrong. Dead people had appeared once more, and Kage from different villages were now standing on the same side. This was going to be troublesome.
He cautiously looked around. Fortunately, that man was nowhere in sight. If those two had appeared here, there would be no point in fighting this battle. He might as well surrender outright.
"Toying with the souls of the dead... You will be punished by heaven for this."
Unfortunately, no one answered him. They all looked at him