With a sonic boom, Violent Wind-Thousand-Blade Rasengan turned into a raging gale and hurtled toward the sea.
Then a massive whirlpool appeared on the surface, its center caving deep inward as countless torrents of seawater poured into it.
Suddenly, a muffled boom rang out.
The sea trembled, sending towering waves surging up.
The two men on the shore let the waves wash over them.
When the water receded, Kakuzu stared in horror at the figure ahead of him.
There was not a trace of seawater on Yechen. He looked exactly as he had before.
"You..."
Kakuzu had barely uttered a syllable when his pupils contracted. Yechen had vanished from where he stood and reappeared right in front of him.
He felt a tremendous force strike his abdomen, followed by pain coursing through his entire body. He shot into the forest like a cannonball.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of collisions rang out before Kakuzu finally fell into a crater, unable to move a muscle.
He felt as though his whole body had been shattered. Only one thought remained in his mind: how to survive this monster.
"What is your choice?"
At some point, a figure had appeared at the edge of the crater.
Looking at that cold, impassive figure, Kakuzu swallowed with difficulty. He knew that if he dared say no, death would likely be waiting for him.
He struggled to speak. "If I join the Gods Alliance, what would you have me do?"
Kakuzu had spent his whole life surrounded by deception. He trusted no one. Perhaps money alone would never betray him, so money was all he cared about. Whoever paid him, he worked for.
That was how the rumor that Kakuzu loved money more than life itself had spread.
"The Gods Alliance currently has only three members.