A Familiar Feeling
The slight sound of Danzo the ground was exceptionally clear in the silence, instantly capturing Orochimaru's full attention.
At first, Orochimaru didn't take Sasori's attack on Koki seriously; in his eyes, it was just a trivial interlude on the battlefield.
However, when Sasori's puppet burst forth and its sharp attack pierced Danzo's skull, this scene suddenly struck his eyes.
Even Danzo, known for his iron will, could not escape death under such severe injuries; his strength was nothing more than an illusion of flesh and blood.
"Life is more fragile than paper," Orochimaru murmured.
A hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, but then curiosity and excitement shone like a searchlight, locking onto Danzo's body.
In the rain, Danzo's head Danzo, the bright red liquid spreading and scattering under the pounding of raindrops, a truly horrifying sight.
Suddenly, one of the Sharingan on his right arm slowly closed, losing its light forever.
Inside the hotel, an incredible spectacle unfolded.
Danzo's body, Danzo had been lying on the ground just moments before, vanished without a trace, and even the glaring bloodstains on the ground disappeared like morning mist.
The bloodstains on Koki's face evaporated in an instant, like a phantom.
Upon witnessing this scene, Orochimaru's yellowish-brown vertical pupils suddenly contracted and lit up instantly.
This mysterious and unpredictable scene stirred up a storm in his heart, but with his years of experience and wisdom in the Shinobi World, he keenly judged that Danzo was truly dead this time.
This was the second time Danzo had presented him with this bizarre mystery of "resurrection" and "disappearance."
With his profound knowledge and keen insight, he could naturally tell that Danzo had indeed reached the end of his life.
His thoughts were quickly drawn to the closed Sharingan on Danzo's right arm.
Orochimaru unconsciously licked his lips, pondering to himself, "The Sharingan, what secrets are hidden behind it?"
Hashirama Senju, a figure like a legend in the Shinobi World, has been gone for decades, but his legend continues to resonate in this land.
Since the Sage of Six Paths founded Ninshu, Hashirama Senju has been recognized as the greatest Shinobi World. He stands at the pinnacle of the Shinobi World, revered by all as the "God of the Shinobi World."
His power surpasses the imagination of ordinary people and is beyond their reach.
In this complex and chaotic Shinobi World, some people admire him greatly, worship him, and flock to him like moths to a flame.
However, others, such as Danzo and Orochimaru, were ambitious and harbored ulterior motives, intending to seize the powerful force that would allow them to dominate a region by analyzing, imitating, and even delving into the mysteries of his body.
These two filial sons and grandsons, in pursuit of their ambitions, resorted to any means necessary, even committing the heinous crime of grave robbing.
In a dark corner, they painstakingly searched and finally found the remains of the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju.
They successfully extracted the still-living cells from that body that once bore unparalleled glory and power.
Danzo used his hidden wealth in Konoha to generously provide financial support for the materials and equipment needed for the research.
Orochimaru, however, used his extraordinary scientific research skills to delve into the secrets behind it.
The Wood Release right arm that is so remarkable today is the result of Orochimaru's research back then.
Looking back on his time in Konoha, Danzo had experienced a near-death experience.
At that time, Hiruzen Sarutobi anxiously sought help from Orochimaru, hoping that he could revive Danzo.
Orochimaru attempted to revive Danzo using Wood Release Ninjutsu, but he knew the limits of Danzo's right arm and that it couldn't possibly possess the miraculous power to revive someone.
Orochimaru witnessed the strange phenomenon of one of Sharingan closing when he Danzo, and his curiosity grew like wild grass.
Despite having mastered numerous life-saving techniques, he still yearned for the mysterious power of the Sharingan, and achieving immortality remained his eternal pursuit.
"Shizune..." Tsunade sobbed uncontrollably.
Orochimaru turned his gaze to Tsunade, his eyes revealing an unfathomable depth.
He slowly crouched down, meeting Tsunade's gaze, a faint smile playing on his lips, and whispered, "Shizune isn't dead yet!"
A glimmer of light finally flashed in Tsunade's previously dim eyes, and she hurriedly turned to look at Shizune lying in a pool of blood.
She quietly closed her eyes and lay on the ground, rainwater and blood mingling and slowly flowing down her body.
The Kunai stuck in her chest swayed gently with her faint breathing, each sway tugging at Tsunade's heartstrings.
Poisonous blood dripped slowly along the thin lines on her chest, gradually congealing into a dark crimson pool on the damp ground. Raindrops pattered on it, creating vivid, poignant blood flowers.
"Although the Kunai pierce her heart, if treatment is delayed, she will be on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss." Orochimaru's gloomy voice lingered in Tsunade's ears.
He slowly approached, his breath warm against her ear, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Isn't this a kind of elegant death? If Duan knew that Shizune had died like him, he might feel a little comforted."
"Shameless scoundrel!" Tsunade blazed with fury as she angrily swung her fist, striking Orochimaru with the force of a thunderbolt.
With a loud bang, Orochimaru was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
His body rolled on the ground, splashing mud and water everywhere.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Orochimaru quickly regained his balance, stood up, and lightly licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. The crimson color spread across his tongue, while a fanatical blaze flashed in his eyes.
Orochimaru turned his gaze to Danzo, who had reappeared, and ignored Tsunade.
At this moment, Koki's heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion.
His gaze followed the scorpion's figure intently, his heart constantly tracing back to that familiar source.
He was certain that this was the first time he had met Scorpion, yet the deep-seated familiarity clung to his thoughts like vines growing in the shadows.
It was as if they had known each other for a long time, deep in their souls.
Koki even began to wonder if she had lost her memory, but why couldn't she find any fragments of it?
Koki smiled slightly, setting aside her chaotic thoughts for the time being.
Taking advantage of Danzo's recovery, he turned to Sasori and said sincerely, "Thank you for saving me."
Upon hearing Koki's words, Scorpion's body tensed instantly, and his fingers unconsciously gripped the puppet even tighter.