There was no time to form hand seals at all. He could only watch helplessly as he was surrounded by so many Anbu members.
Once someone fell into the Anbu's hunting net, even a Kage-level expert would have to fight for their life against this small legion. Hadn't the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, died under the joint assault of Kinkaku and Ginkaku's forces back then?
Was this where he would have to stop?
Even Itachi had no power left to turn the situation around.
Clang!
Sparks burst from the instant clash of blades. It was another Anbu member. Beneath her black Anbu bodysuit was a curvaceous figure, and even the tight uniform could not conceal her long, jade-like legs. Her body swayed with the impact, and despite her mask, Itachi recognized her identity at once.
"You came. I knew that when I called your name just now, you would come save me."
Itachi pursed his lips slightly, then suddenly shouted and shoved Blood Hand Futu away. The burly man was blasted dozens of meters back by the enormous force, flying like a kite with its string cut. Only after crashing through two large trees did he finally stop, coughing up another mouthful of blood.
His spirit had sunk to its lowest point.
He had not expected Itachi to possess such strength.
He had underestimated him too much.
"I didn't hear you call for me. You really are just a little brat who knows how to sweet-talk people."
The busty Anbu beauty, Oda Misuzu, curled her lips. It was a pity that her mask concealed all that charm.
However, with her strength joining the battle, the balance between both sides was instantly broken. As long as someone kept the enemy occupied for a moment, Itachi could slaughter them freely.
"Calling you