The Death of Jiraiya

Jiraiya took a fighting stance.

The four Pains had the upper hand, but none dared move rashly. Jiraiya's presence in this state still put them under enormous pressure.

In an instant—

A huge hole burst through the wall, and Jiraiya fled down the pipe.

The four Pains froze for a moment. Nagato immediately sent three of them after him.

"What are these guys? How does every one of them have the Rinnegan?"

"And each one has a different ability!"

"Even with Senjutsu, I can't deal with such a bewildering range of powers!"

"Little Jiraiya, have you considered Genjutsu?"

"That..." Jiraiya sighed as he ran. He had considered it, but he was no good at Genjutsu!

"We know you're no good at it. But we are!"

"Our strongest Genjutsu uses our song to disrupt their hearing and trap them!" Sage Fukasaku said.

Once they seemed to have reached a safer spot, Jiraiya stopped. "If I'm in danger, you two leave immediately!"

"No! The fate of the entire Shinobi World is at stake!"

"To be honest, I'm still not sure I can defeat him. Maybe all I can do is bring more information back to Konoha," Jiraiya said.

He still hadn't fully figured out the abilities of the people before him. He hadn't even seen Nagato yet.

The two sages looked grim.

"Let's find a chance to use that Genjutsu you mentioned. If it takes them down, all the better!" Jiraiya said, trying to lighten the mood.

The three Pains searched the pipe for Jiraiya. They didn't dare split up; if they did, he might pick them off one by one.

Jiraiya's strength had far exceeded their expectations.

"What's that...?"

The croaking of toads echoed clearly through the pipe to their ears.

The three followed the sound down the pipe, while Deva