This was intelligence sent back from Konoha, recording the spectacular drama that had unfolded yesterday after he left.
Well, well, Uchiha Itachi had fled too!
He had fought Jiraiya and even brought out a giant mecha like Susanoo, only to get beaten back by Jiraiya in Sage Mode.
After all, Itachi's body was now a sieve full of holes. Using Perfect Susanoo was too much of a strain, severely weakening both its offense and defense.
In the end, he could only vent his anger by burning dozens of unlucky Konoha shinobi with Amaterasu before fleeing in disgrace.
On this trip to Konoha, Itachi had not only failed his mission but had also failed to harm a single hair on Danzo's head. He was probably so frustrated he wanted to cough up blood.
With Kisame Hoshigaki's fate unknown as well, he had no way to explain himself to those freaks in the Akatsuki when he returned.
Still, Obito and Nagato probably would not have time to cause trouble for a while, leaving Gekkō Raito time to grow stronger.
While Gekkō Raito was racing along at lightning speed.
The Akatsuki were holding an online video conference.
Phantom figures resembling holographic projections stood in a circle, the atmosphere oppressive.
Deva Path Pain, representing Nagato, stared coldly at Itachi. "You look very weak."
Itachi's phantom raised his head slightly, his voice hoarse. "I overused my Sharingan. A few days of rest will do."
"Kisame... is he really dead?"
Itachi shook his head. "I didn't see a body. We split up, so I didn't see how it ended."
"Hey, hey, hey! Seriously? That shark-face actually got killed by a Kirigakure shinobi?" Hidan rested his scythe on his shoulder, his tone exaggerated. "That joke isn't funny at all!"
Beside him, Kakuzu snorted. "If he died, he