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"Nicely done."

Jingyi patted Kushina's little head, then turned to the Five Kage.

"Compared to the battlefield, White Zetsu's infiltration abilities and spore implantation are even more terrifying, because you never know who he might become before suddenly attacking you. Once panic spreads, the Allied Forces' operations will collapse."

"Those damned things."

Ōnoki jumped in rage, using Dust Release to disintegrate all the White Zetsu corpses on the ground.

Fortunately, Jingyi had made arrangements in advance. Otherwise, they would have been in serious trouble.

Just imagining the Allied Forces' ninja attacking one another, throwing everyone into panic, until they no longer dared trust their comrades or fellow soldiers—once suspicion took root in their hearts, could the Allied Forces still resist White Zetsu's army?

"Do you need me to call B over?"

The Third Raikage's expression was extremely grim.

Jingyi shook his head and declined.

"There's no need. The Nine-Tails can sense malice and evil, which is why Kushina can successfully find the disguised White Zetsu. The other Jinchūriki can't do that."

Bring that clown Killer B over?

Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

Back in Konoha, threatened by Kushina's fists, Killer B had behaved better than anyone and listened more obediently than anyone. Yet not long after leaving Konoha, when they met again, he had returned to his old self.

The moment he opened his mouth, he started rapping.

Jingyi truly had no idea how Kumogakure managed it.

Jingyi raised his head and looked toward the battlefield. "The enemy gave up on attacking at night because they were waiting for us to fall into internal chaos. They just didn't expect us to have prepared for this in advance."

"Now there's no show to watch."

He wondered whether Madara Uchiha would be disappointed. Most likely, he would.

After all, that