When the 98 summoning panda was summoned, Jiraiya's attack failed yet again, making his brows knit involuntarily.
How is this happening? They block every attack I make with ease, even when I strike from their blind spots. How is this happening? Jiraiya thought.
Jiraiya truly lived up to his reputation as one of the Sannin. He realized how serious the situation was after just their first exchange. Don't ask why the other ninja who fought Pain hadn't noticed. Those who had were long dead, with grass six feet tall growing over their graves.
It looks like all of them are sensory ninja. They don't exchange a single word, yet they can all react to counter our attacks.
"Little Jiraiya, have you noticed?" As expected of a toad who had lived so long, Fukasaku was shrewd enough to spot the problem immediately. This was precisely why, back where we came from, there was a rule against animals becoming spirits after the nation's founding. Otherwise, the world would be too chaotic to manage.
"Oh? I've noticed that they evade every attack I make, even when they haven't seen me."
"Yes, because whenever we attack, one of them is always watching us."
Hearing this, Jiraiya also realized something was wrong and promptly decided to make a run for it.
As they fled, Fukasaku began analyzing the battle they had just fought.
"Little Jiraiya, I noticed that although they all look different, they have the same eyes. There must be some secret behind that."
"Yes. I don't know why there are so many Rinnegan, or whether Nagato is among them, but seeing so many Rinnegan appear at once is truly baffling."
"With so many Pains, we don't even know which one is the real body."
Jiraiya seemed consumed by an obsession with his former