"Phew..."
Amid the fine curtain of rain, a slightly chilly breeze mingled with the drizzle as it scattered across the field.
And upon this devastated ground, as though it had endured an apocalyptic battle, a figure slowly walked through the cold rain.
"Tap!" "Tap!" "Tap!"...
Hearing those slow, clearly rhythmic footsteps, Itachi and Kisame, who had just emerged from the ravines in the ground, could not help but look toward them.
The moment Kisame saw that figure, unchanged from over a decade ago, his pupils contracted and his entire body froze.
His body began trembling uncontrollably. His small, shark-like eyes, once so fierce, shrank to pinpoints as he said in a quavering voice.
"It... it's him!"
"It's Aizen... He... he isn't dead!!"
Hearing Kisame's words, Itachi's expression changed as well. He swiftly turned to look at the figure before them, his eyes filled with disbelief.
A-Aizen Sosuke!?
That legendary figure was actually still alive!!
Before them, hearing Kisame's despairing, trembling voice, the corners of Aizen's lips rose slightly as his deep eyes regarded Kisame with interest.
That single indifferent glance made Kisame feel as though he had fallen into an ice cellar!
It was as if he had vaguely returned to the Battle of Rock Peak.
It was the godlike man before him who had created the terrible shadow that would forever hang over the Ninja World. That majestic power beyond humanity's reach had plunged everyone into deep terror.
Now, under Aizen's gaze, even Kisame, known as the Human Tailed Beast, could not stop trembling.
It was like an ant gazing upon a dragon. A vast power that existed on an entirely different level, along with unimaginable pressure, flooded his heart.
At the side, Itachi felt an immense pressure on a spiritual level as well.
After all, not everyone had