"Why do I sense such a familiar presence?"
Mito Uzumaki spoke with some gravity.
Because this presence was far too sorrowful for the former Uzumaki princess.
Many elderly Uzumaki had summoned the owner of this presence in battle to perish together with their enemies.
Whoosh~
Crack!
A sharp whistle through the air drew everyone's attention. A wooden plank, moving too fast for the naked eye to follow, flew over and plunged into the ground right in front of them.
Sakumo's eye twitched. The words "Takahashi" stood out on the battered plank, while the other half, which had originally read "Farm," was already nowhere to be seen.
With reddened eyes and gritted teeth, Takahashi Yū came hurtling after the former "gate," looking thoroughly furious.
"Where's Orochimaru?"
"Is he dead or not!?"
"If he isn't, I'll send him on his way!"
"If he is, hurry up and revive him. Then I'll kill him again!"
Takahashi Yū's eyes were as wide as a pair of brass bells, their corners nearly splitting from the strain. He had already torn his shirt to shreds with one hand.
He had gone on a trip and had barely started enjoying himself, only to find his home gone.
Who could accept that?
His huge farm in the center of Konoha was just gone.
Just then, a solemn toll of a bell suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
Madara's Rinnegan abruptly contracted, precisely catching sight of the Shinigami.
The others lacked such powerful visual prowess and were not the targets of the soul harvest, so naturally, they could not see the rather eerie Shinigami. They could only feel a cold, sinister presence suddenly emerge in that area.
The two elderly toads on Jiraiya's shoulders vanished in puffs of smoke, and he scrambled and stumbled out of the area enveloped by