Jiraiya nodded slightly. His plan had not originally been this straightforward. The enemy was skilled in space-time ninjutsu, but so was his disciple. If that were all there was to it, he would not stand the slightest chance. But if the enemy could lower his guard against Minato Namikaze, then while Jiraiya lured him in, Minato could launch a surprise attack. There was still a chance of killing him in a single blow. The Reverse Summoning Technique was an excellent method for that.
"We finally dealt with that major trouble. But next, it looks like we still have to deal with that guy called Mukade, right?"
"Hehehehe..."
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked. Mingye rose to his feet, his body twisted grotesquely as blood continuously poured out. His flesh was mangled into something like a puddle of meat—the result of being relentlessly bombarded by the Rasengan. He laughed maniacally as a vortex appeared in space, countless streams of blood pouring from it to surround him.
"A truly impressive technique. I admit that I was careless. But now, what else do you have that can—"
Reviving so openly before them did not seem like a good decision. At this stage, he should have remained hidden in the shadows. This was the time to go with the flow; there was no need for him to keep forcing the world down a fixed path. Yet he had revealed such an ability now. What if Jiraiya chose not to leave Konoha because of this? Or what if he pursued him relentlessly? Even if he did not expose any flaws, it would not be a good thing if Akatsuki were dragged out into the open too soon.
"Then we can only use the second method!"
Sage Fukasaku leaped down from Jiraiya's shoulder, both claws pressing against the