Hanzō looked at the fully armed Kakuzu before him, then slowly drew the scythe from his back.
"Hanzō, ever heard this saying?" Kakuzu asked with a smile.
"What saying?" Hanzō asked gravely.
"Caliber is justice, and range is truth."
The Ten Elite Puppets before Kakuzu merged with his Five Mask Men...
They finally formed a mecha made half of machinery and half of threads, with a cannon a full meter in diameter mounted on its left shoulder...
The Land of Rain. A chilly night, the clamor of rain, and cannon fire flying everywhere...
Hanzō knelt on one knee, panting heavily as he stared helplessly at Kakuzu. What was Hanzō's greatest weapon? Poison. But the problem was, this guy was a bundle of threads. His poison was useless against him.
Of course, Kakuzu did have flesh and internal organs. The threads inside his body simply did an excellent job of keeping Hanzō's poison out.
Seeing that the situation was turning against him, Hanzō was already considering retreat...
Kakuzu naturally saw through his intentions and made no attempt to stop him. Hanzō's title of Demigod might have been somewhat inflated, but he still had real strength. Even this cannon fire would have a hard time truly hurting him.
Seeing that Kakuzu wasn't stopping him, Hanzō gave him a cold look, then turned and left.
As for his earlier plans to attack Konoha? Screw that. Kakuzu alone could hold him off, and Konoha's Hokage and Senju Dave weren't just there to stand around watching.
"Nice work, Kakuzu. Good thing the two of us were here," Dave said with lavish praise as he appeared beside Kakuzu.
"Huh? What do you mean, the two of us?" Kakuzu immediately took offense. This white-haired bastard had fled faster than anyone when the fighting started, and now that