Mu, the Second Tsuchikage, had been killed that way—two men taking each other down together.
If the Second Tsuchikage had been calm and steady, then the Second Mizukage was a lunatic and a clown.
"Hey, hey, hey, Hokage. If you want to kill me, you'll have to find my real body first. Don't get fooled."
"..."
For a moment, Yan felt like his mind could not quite process it. The Third Hokage, who had been directing the sealing shinobi, froze. Even Tobirama Senju, who was dragging the Second Tsuchikage along, looked awkward.
"What? Was there something wrong with what I said?"
Noticing everyone's strange expressions, the Second Mizukage folded his arms in confusion, a little question mark practically appearing over his head.
He felt there was nothing wrong with what he had said.
If they wanted to kill him, they naturally had to find him first. If they could not even find him, everything else was pointless.
"No genjutsu user has ever said something like that to an Uchiha, especially a powerful one. Genjutsu is merely one of the basic ninjutsu the Uchiha excel at."
Unable to watch any longer, the Second Tsuchikage spoke up fairly.
"Huh? Really? When I died, the Uchiha rarely appeared in the shinobi world."
The Second Mizukage smacked his forehead.
Using genjutsu in front of an Uchiha—he really was one of a kind.
Sure enough, he was a clown. There was no doubt about it.
"Hey, why are you just standing there?"
"Because there's no need to move."
Yan rubbed his temples, then gestured with the black rod in his hand and thrust it behind him.
With a soft pfft, it seemed to pierce something. Someone fell behind him. When he turned around, the Second Mizukage in the distance had vanished, while the real Second