Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: [Undisclosed]
Chapter Title: Orochimaru's Fury
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In the dim underground space, the smoke from the Summoning Technique gradually dispersed.
Orochimaru stood atop Manda's head, his upright golden snake pupils gleaming with cold light as he gazed at "Asura," who had landed his strike successfully and calmly retreated to open up distance. Complex emotions churned in his eyes.
It was a blend of humiliation from being toyed with, wariness toward an unknown power, and explosive rage from having his bottom line crossed.
"Don't say a hundred—even a thousand, I'll get them for you!" Orochimaru's hoarse voice dripped with deep killing intent.
Having been toyed with twice by "Asura," Orochimaru was utterly enraged!
"Heh heh, those are your words!" Manda roared, its massive body grinding against the rock walls as debris rained down like a storm. Its tail lashed out toward Menma on the opposite side!
Menma tilted his head up to stare at the giant serpent nearly brushing the cave ceiling, his brows furrowing slightly.
"With a body that size, are you trying to bring the whole cave down?" Menma muttered to himself, realizing he needed to end this fight quickly.
Orochimaru might not beat him, but he could still use the Reverse Summoning Technique to flee straight to Ryuchi Cave. If Manda collapsed this cavern, burying the Ibuki Clan in the process—that would truly pain Menma.
After all, he had already claimed this mist-transforming clan as his private property.
"Very well, time for this move." Menma drew several special-made kunai in his left hand while his right began condensing a Small Spiral Round Pill.
Unlike the Spiral Round Pill on the scale of Wind Release: Rasenshuriken, this Small Spiral Round Pill was only about fist-sized. Yet the dark-attribute chakra extremely compressed within it, wrapped by an outer ring of wind chakra resembling stellar orbits, boasted an energy density that sent chills through the heart!
This was an enhanced variant of the Spiral Round Pill that Menma had developed in the Tsukuyomi of Limited Duration world.
The Spiral Round Pill was akin to the original Rasengan. By subjecting it to extreme compression, it formed the enhanced Small Spiral Round Pill. Further ultimate compression would eventually yield the Great Spiral Round Pill, rivaling the Almighty Push in power.
As Manda's enormous tail ripped through the air in a sweeping arc, the kunai transformed into silver streaks of light hurtling toward Orochimaru.
Orochimaru, perched atop Manda's head, merely shifted his body slightly to evade them. A few strands of his black hair fluttered in the gusts stirred by the kunai.
At the same time, his hands began forming seals, preparing to unleash a ninjutsu assault.
Even if he couldn't kill "Asura," he would utterly demolish this cave! Make the Ibuki Clan that betrayed him pay in blood!
Yet just as Orochimaru's hands wove their seals, Manda's tail swept across the ground—but "Asura's" figure had vanished.
An invisible killing intent assaulted from behind Orochimaru!
Battle instincts forged through years of life-and-death trials made every muscle in his body tense, the hairs on the nape of his neck standing on end.
But it was already too late—
BOOM—!!!
The Small Spiral Round Pill smashed viciously into Orochimaru's waist. The dark energy, compressed to its limit, detonated right there.
Orochimaru, already wounded, had half his waist torn apart by the dark-attribute chakra and wind chakra—like the savage bite of a wild beast!
Menma, who had suddenly appeared behind Orochimaru, gripped a special-made kunai in his left hand. The Small Spiral Round Pill from his right sent Orochimaru—and Manda with him—crashing down.
RUMBLE—
Manda unleashed a agonized hiss as the shockwave slammed its massive head into the ground. The resulting crater spiderwebbed with cracks.
Orochimaru's summoning was forcibly released.
"Cough..." With Manda gone, Orochimaru lay smashed into the deep pit.
But in the next instant, that body—nearly bisected—began to dissolve. A pallid white arm thrust from Orochimaru's mouth, rapidly wriggling free another Orochimaru.
As the freshly shed new body broke loose, slime-slicked fingers swept back the drenched locks of long hair, revealing snake pupils ablaze with thirst for knowledge and murderous intent below.
Orochimaru-Style Body Replacement Technique—one of Orochimaru's signature ninjutsu.
"Why do you know the Flying Thunder God Technique?!" Orochimaru's voice quivered with excitement, his tongue tip unconsciously flicking across his lips.
He racked his brain through every Konoha ninja again and again—from the long-dead Second Hokage Tobirama Senju, to the Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato, and even Minato's handful of bodyguards.
But not a single one matched the man before him.