The man was lying on the ground, vomiting blood, and there was almost no intact part of his body.
Partial Tailed Beast Transformation's backlash is devouring his body - muscles are torn, bones are shattered, internal organs are displaced, and blood is pouring out from every wound.
His consciousness began to blur, his vision began to blur, and all the sounds in his ears became distant and vague.
Jiraiya stood in front of him, breathing heavily.
Sage Mode also consumed a lot of energy. His chakra had bottomed out and his injuries were not minor.
But compared to Han, he is much better.
"It almost turned over."
He muttered, raised his right hand again, and a Rasengan condensed in the palm of his hand.
"But it's over."
Han closed his eyes.
Lost.
Totally lost.
At the moment Rasengan is about to fall--
An extremely terrifying chakra suddenly struck from a distance.
Jiraiya's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body instinctively flashed to the side--
"Boom--!"
A jet-black Tailed Beast Ball flew past his body and hit the ground dozens of feet behind him.
The violent explosion was deafening, the shock wave overturned everything around it, and Kakko soared into the sky.
Jiraiya rolled several times in mid-air, barely landed on the ground, and looked up in the direction where Tailed Beast Ball was flying--
In the distance, a figure wrapped in lava chakra was standing there.
Roshi.
Four-Tails Jinchūriki.
Violent Tailed Beast Chakra surged through his body, dark red lava flowed around his body, and the ground beneath his feet was burned and sizzling.
Those eyes have completely turned into the vertical pupils of a beast, staring at Jiraiya.
Behind him, another figure had already rushed to Han's side.
It is the rescue team of Iwagakure.
"Quick! Carry Mr. Han away!"
Several Iwagakure jounin scrambled to lift Han and retreated to the rear.
Han's consciousness was blurred, and he could only vaguely feel himself being lifted up, and noisy shouts could be heard in his ears.
"Roshi... you..."
He reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the figure covered in lava in the distance.
Roshi did not look back, but said in a deep voice, "Stop talking, let's run away."
Han opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out. His vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness.
Roshi confirmed that Han had been rescued, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiraiya opposite.
"Jiraiya." His voice was low, with a sense of oppression under the blessing of Tailed Beast Chakra, "That's it for today."
Jiraiya squinted his eyes and looked at the Four-Tails Jinchūriki in front of him.
Roshi, Lava Release ninja from Iwagakure, Jinchūriki from Four-Tails Son Goku. It is said that his power is very powerful, and his strength is not inferior to that of Han.
And he is now in the Partial Tailed Beast Transformation state, with full chakra and high fighting spirit.
Looking back at myself, Sage Mode is almost at the end of the time, my chakra has bottomed out, and my body is still injured.
If you keep fighting, you may not win.
"Tsk." Jiraiya scratched his head, "How come you Iwagakure people like to call for help when you can't beat them?"
Roshi ignored his taunt, but slowly raised his hand, and the Tailed Beast Chakra on his body surged again.
The shadow of Four-Tails appeared behind him, its four tails swinging wildly in the strong wind.
"Retreat." He said solemnly, his voice already carrying the reverberation of Tailed Beast, "Or die here. It's your choice."
Jiraiya stared at him for a few seconds and suddenly grinned.
"Okay, I'll let you go today." He put away his posture and took a few steps back, "But tell Han, I won't show mercy next time we meet."
Roshi didn't speak, just stared at him, and then slowly backed away after confirming that he wouldn't make a sudden move.
"Iwagakure--Retreat!"
His voice was like thunder, echoing on the battlefield.
Those Iwagakure Ninjas who were still fighting began to retreat after hearing the order.
Although he was unwilling to give in, although he suffered heavy losses, Han was already seriously injured, and if he continued to fight, more people would die.
On Konoha's side, Orochimaru stood on top of the giant snake, looking at the retreating Iwagakure army, with a playful smile on his lips.
"Retreating?" He said softly, "It was quite decisive."
He waved his hand, and the pursuing poisonous snakes stopped one after another, allowing the Iwagakure people to leave.
Jiraiya walked up to him, sat down on the ground, and gasped for air.
"I'm so exhausted, I'm so exhausted..." he complained, "That guy is really good at fighting, he almost overturned the car."
Orochimaru looked down at him, a smile flashed in his purple snake eyes.
"Almost overturned?" He repeated, "Are you sure it was a near miss?"
Jiraiya rolled his eyes. "What do you mean?"
Orochimaru did not answer, but looked towards the Iwagakure army that was gradually receding in the distance.
"Four-Tails Jinchūriki Roshi...Five-Tails Jinchuriki Han..." He murmured, "Iwagakure, this time, he took out all his family wealth."
Jiraiya followed his gaze, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Yes." He said, "Next time I fight, it won't be so easy. But--"
He paused and let out a long breath.
"Anyway, this war should be over soon."
Orochimaru raised his eyebrows. "Oh? How can you see that?"
"Iwagakure suffered heavy losses this time and Han was seriously injured. It is impossible to organize an effective attack in a short time."
Jiraiya analyzed it with his fingers.
"Although Kumogakure played well, Sunagakure was saved after all, and One-Tail Jinchuriki also came out. It is unrealistic for them to win Sunagakure in a short time."
"The Kumogakure ninjas here are still being dragged by Danzo and the others. No matter how strong Uchiha Shaoyu is, he won't be able to defeat Danzo for a while. Although Danzo is insidious, he's not that good."
"Both sides can no longer fight, shouldn't it be time for peace talks?"
Orochimaru was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
"That makes sense," he said, "but-"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly paused.
Jiraiya also noticed something was wrong.
His expression changed.
Behind him, there was a faint cry of killing.
The sound was getting louder and closer, mixed with the clash of weapons, the roar of ninjutsu, and screams.
Jiraiya stood up suddenly, turned around and looked back.
Orochimaru's face also became extremely ugly.
In the distance, in the direction of Konoha camp, Kakko reaches the sky.
Countless black figures emerged from the darkness, rushing towards Konoha's position like a tide.
Their movements were uniform and coordinated, making them look like well-trained elite troops.
And at the forefront of those figures, a man wearing red armor rode on a tall red horse, holding a huge Fangtian Halberd in his hand. Under the reflection of Kakko, the red armor was as bright as a burning flame.
Uchiha Shaoyu.
Orochimaru's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Kumogakure..."
Jiraiya's face turned livid.