Kirigakure actually had this many monsters hidden away.
If a fight really broke out, that Mizukage would not even need to act. These people could each spit once and drown the Kage.
How laughable that they had naively thought that, by coming to Kirigakure together, even the strongest of them could not instantly kill them all.
They had even thought they were quite safe.
Now, though, safe their asses!
It had been a complete joke.
The other side had left them alone purely because they could not be bothered to act, or because they were in a good mood. Otherwise, who knew how many times they would already have brushed shoulders with death?
Kirigakure's depths were simply unfathomable!
They had thought Kirigakure's Seven Swordsmen were impressive enough with their elite jōnin strength. Now they saw that the Seven Swordsmen were merely decorations put on display.
The people before them were the real kings of hell who could take their lives.
What exactly were all these people gathering to do?
As more and more powerful figures arrived, the Kage of the Various Nations, who had still been maintaining a reserved air in their rooms, could no longer sit still.
They sprang out one after another as though their backsides were on fire.
They desperately wanted to know what Kirigakure intended with such a grand display.
Suddenly gathering so many nuclear-bomb-level fighters-were they planning to declare war on the entire shinobi world and destroy it?
All the ninja were racing toward the Mizukage Building, and the Kage from the various villages abandoned all concern for appearances and hurried over as well.
Standing on the rooftops around the perimeter, they looked down over the square and saw ranks of Mist Ninja formations standing in perfect order, their murderous aura soaring into the sky.