A vicious Spatial Slash flashed out instantly.
Yet the expected sight of Ebizo's neck being severed never came. Waves of black-and-red Curse Power poured out, and a nauseating presence erupted fully from his body.
"Ant, I'll give you one second."
"Get lost."
Ebizo's vacant eyes regained their focus. The last glimmer of humanity in them was utterly swallowed by pitch-black malice, and the vitality of a living person peeled away, inch by inch, until nothing remained.
In an instant, the Curse Power around Ebizo abruptly reversed its flow, like a torrent of calamity surging up from the depths of hell.
As Ebizo murmured, a sudden sense of danger rose in Uchiha Izuna's heart.
Realizing something was wrong, Uchiha Izuna immediately teleported away with Flying Thunder God.
Yet as soon as he set foot on the ground in the distance, Uchiha Izuna's attention was drawn to his right hand. There... nothing remained now, save countless fragments slowly restoring themselves.
His arm had been severed without him noticing at all??
No... it had not been severed. An attack like this was more like outright erasure.
"Tch, this overwhelming sense of evil... you brat from Sunagakure... you really brought something incredible into this world. What a pain."
Shaking his fully restored arm, Uchiha Izuna stared intently at Ebizo's position ahead, his expression grave.
By now, Ebizo's form had changed completely.
His bones cracked in a dense series of piercing bursts as his flesh was forcibly reshaped by extraordinarily powerful Curse Power.
Two hideous holes were forced open in Ebizo's back. Then a third and fourth hand burst out of his body, their knuckles sharply defined and their claws gleaming with a pale, cold light, their posture savage.
Not only that, Ebizo's wrinkled cheeks twisted and contracted, becoming taut again. A black curse marking