Ōnoki took the scroll and quickly scanned it, his expression gradually growing grave.
Roshi leaned over to look as well. When he saw the figure "over two thousand meters," his pupils abruptly contracted.
Five years ago, when Lin Ze killed the Third Raikage, his true Azure Dragon form had only been a thousand meters long. Only five years had passed, yet it had actually doubled in size!
That rate of growth was simply horrifying.
In the face of such news, even the three mysterious Susanoo seemed unimportant.
"All right, you may go."
Ōnoki waved the ANBU away and looked at Roshi. "Do you still want to go out now?"
Roshi fell silent.
Before, he had felt that with the Four-Tails at his side, he could at least hold his own against a powerful enemy. But now...
An Azure Dragon over two thousand meters long?
What did that even mean?
Even the Four-Tails, Son Gokū, was only a few dozen meters tall in his complete form! Not to mention that he had shrunk considerably after that Genbu stole some of his chakra.
"It really is... too dangerous out there."
After struggling for a long while, Roshi finally managed to get those words out.
Seeing this, Ōnoki's expression softened slightly.
"Good, as long as you understand the danger. Starting today, neither you nor Han may go more than ten li from Iwagakure without my permission."
Roshi pursed his lips but did not argue.
Ōnoki looked back at the scroll in his hand, a trace of apprehension flashing in his eyes.
Lin Ze...
That name reminded him of the man who had stood atop the Nine-Tails decades ago, looking down over the entire battlefield.
Just as powerful, just as impossible to stand against.
"It seems the shinobi world is about to undergo another