After a brief moment of daze, I released a golden chakra pole from my free hand and used it to stop my flight, making contact with the ground again and scrambling a few meters until I hit a thick tree.
But it was two on one, and before the pseudo-jinchuriki could take advantage of his small success, a reptilian tail the size of a one-story house crashed down on the shinobi who had lost a lot of power, knocking him to the ground.
Another shunshin, and as soon as the tail was removed, Kinkaku was struck again by Samehada, this time on the body. I jerked the sword toward me, like a grater going over the old shinobi's back and stripping off the top layer of meat, making the latter howl in pain.
But I didn't get a second strike on the defenseless shinobi - out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of blinding light and reflexively put Samehada as a shield in that direction, because I didn't have time to move away or fall. In a split second, before the continuous stream of purple light crashed into me, I had just enough time to cover my body with a golden coating of chakra as an additional defense. And then came... The pain!
Samehada was gobbling up the concentrated beam of bijudama like she wasn't herself, but she still couldn't handle everything. The hand holding her was slowly burned through, washing away the protective cover, her hair crackled, quickly becoming a torch, and the top of her cloak was quickly reduced to smoldering rags.
The mask suffered a similar fate, but the goggles, designed for something like this, held up, though they got very hot. I didn't want to think about what was happening to my face, actively using irejutsu to offset the damage, but that didn't mean it was painless! Against this backdrop, the trees and other vegetation being knocked down by my back were practically unnoticeable.
A couple moments of the attack seemed like an eternity, but they passed. After blinking, I found myself more than a hundred meters away from where I was recently, at the end of a scorched and plowed sagebrush several meters wide.
There was no time to dwell on the destruction, and not paying attention to the damage I'd sustained, I peeled the glowing goggles off my face and rushed forward, dousing myself with water from my free hand and extinguishing my clothes and hair.
I could only be glad that most of the damage was to my upper torso, which was not covered by the great sword and things below the middle of my chest under my cloak were not affected.
As a result of such a concentrated and devastating attack, Ginkaku had managed to escape from the prison kekkai, destroying all the clones in the process, and was now swiftly charging at Orochimaru with a summon, allowing his brother to recover.
The three-tailed cover made him practically invulnerable to ninjutsu and the snake sannin had a hard time, despite the artifact weapons that could harm his opponent. The snake was the only thing that evened the odds, thanks to its titanic strength and mass, as well as its impressive speed that it could withstand the pseudo-jinchuriki's swift attacks.
If the latter had the opportunity to use another bijudama and everything could have gone very differently, but his partner understood this perfectly well, and therefore did not allow a moment of concentration, very skillfully using the phenomenal flexibility of his body.
Orochimaru should have kept an eye on Kinkaku, who had successfully regenerated his injuries and even restored his initial cover - noticeably more fluid and without tails - but I arrived just in time to prevent the reunion of the Kingin Kyodai.
Regenerating the charred hand of my right arm and other damaged tissue where there was no subcutaneous armor required solid concentration, but even so, I was able to create and launch a Bakkhatsu Rasengan (Explosive Spiral Ball) forward on the run, detonating it next to the bastard. Of course, he tried to evade the attack, but I was simply faster than the already battered nepotist.
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