Ichikishimahime folded her little hands over her chest, looking aggrieved. Everyone could feel a fluctuation of natural energy enveloping the Hokage Building.
Caught off guard earlier, Sakumo had fallen victim to Ichikishimahime's trick. Now he had barely recovered, his hand resting on his sword hilt, his energy kept at its peak, ready to strike.
Konoha's White Fang would not fall into the same trap twice.
Several white heads with green leaves began poking out of the Uchiha Jonin closest to Ichikishimahime, and the White Zetsu's bodies kept extending outward.
Everyone present was a Jonin, and naturally reacted quickly. Mentally prepared, they worked together to behead the White Zetsu on one another.
"Don't! Keep them alive! What a waste!"
Orochimaru weakly reached out, looking at the White Zetsu falling to the floor with heartache.
After using the Summoning Technique and having Ichikishimahime forcibly drain him, Orochimaru no longer had enough chakra to use even a single ninjutsu.
"Hiruko! Go! Grab two live specimens!"
He thumped his former classmate, now his subordinate, on the back several times, shouting at Hiruko in frustration at his lack of initiative.
Hiruko looked at the Jonin brimming with killing intent with an awkward smile. He wanted them too, but Lord Danzo hadn't spoken, so he didn't dare move...
The Jonin in the conference room paid no attention to Orochimaru's wails. These were Madara Uchiha's fucking things. Killing them was the safest option!
"Have the Uchiha finished dealing with theirs!?"
"If you're done, sweep the entire building! Make sure none survive!"
Danzo watched the White Zetsu emerging from the Jonin. They had been infiltrated so thoroughly they might as well have been sieves. Veins bulged on his forehead, especially at the sight of the Uchiha Clan, whose members had one each.
Seeing four or five White Zetsu