"That's right. Kimimaro is exactly that kind of killing machine, born for battle."
Rumble!
Another shock wave erupted across the battlefield. Facing the Fourth Raikage with his Lightning Release Armor at full power, Kimimaro actually held his own in sheer strength.
Just as Orochimaru had said, without coughing up blood and excruciating pain dragging him down, this undying body was simply the perfect weapon.
The Fourth Raikage's fists struck with the weight of a mountain, yet they gained him no advantage against Kimimaro's endless supply of hard bones.
The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant, the dull thuds of fists striking flesh merging into one continuous sound.
The entire underground factory shook violently. Rubble rained from overhead, as though the place might collapse at any moment.
"Lord Raikage, we're coming to help!"
Seeing the battle reach a stalemate, two Kumogakure ANBU could no longer restrain themselves and tried to rush into the fray.
"Fools, worry about keeping yourselves alive first!"
"Do you really think you can interfere in a battle at this level?"
Two terrifying waves of oppressive chakra suddenly descended, making Nagato's and Yahiko's expressions shift slightly as they watched.
"That look in his eyes... if circumstances allowed, I really would like to send that old bastard to his grave again."
Nagato spoke indifferently, a trace of icy killing intent flashing in his Rinnegan.
Yahiko lightly patted his shoulder. "Forget it. Don't hold a grudge against a dead man. He won't be around much longer anyway."
The sudden conversation startled Darui and the others, who had been concentrating intently.
A bone-deep chill instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
In a battle between experts, a moment's distraction meant death.
Kimimaro keenly seized upon that fleeting opening in the Raikage's defenses. The bone spike in his palm shot outward, thrusting