"Dust Release?"
Mū raised an eyebrow when he heard Rasa's words, and he spoke coldly, "Kazekage? Ōnoki is quite capable, actually killing a Kazekage."
"You've misunderstood. It wasn't Ōnoki who killed him." Orochimaro shook his head at this moment.
He licked his lips and smiled at Rasa. "Although you were killed by Dust Release, you left behind many samples before you died. We can't waste that."
"You..."
Rasa suddenly remembered that he was injured before Takemi had killed him. Could it be that samples were taken at that time?
"You bastard..."
"Not Ōnoki?"
Orochimaro didn't pay any attention to Rasa's cursing, but Mū, who was beside him, heard it clearly.
"Who learned Dust Release? What exactly is going on?"
"It's someone from Konoha, an extremely cruel individual with extremely sinister methods, a cunning scoundrel comparable to Second Hokage Tobirama."
Another rough voice sounded, followed by the Fourth Raikage walking over.
"You..."
Looking at the Fourth Raikage, the Third Raikage's expression changed drastically.
Isn't this his son? How did he die too?
"Father."
The Fourth Raikage was very respectful to his father. After glancing at the stunned Rasa, he spoke, "Soon after your death, I was also ambushed by Takemi using the Flying Thunder God Technique. I knew that this sinister guy never erased his mark back then."
"Takemi?"
"Dust Release?"
"Flying Thunder God Technique?"
"And from the Third Raikage's tone, were they both killed by this Takemi alone after teaming up?"
They were all ninjas, and they had all heard of these Jutsus. They also believed in the strength of a Kage.
One person mastering two such Jutsus and even killing two Kage was enough to show how terrifying and powerful this guy was.
"The most terrifying thing is that he's still young, yet he's already Konoha's provisional Fifth Hokage." At this moment, someone else sighed faintly, and Chiyo slowly walked forward.
"Fourth Kazekage, long time no see."
"Chiyo, you're dead too?"
Rasa's astonishment deepened, and then he asked anxiously, "Were you, too, killed by Konoha or Takemi..."
"No, I died to save the Fifth Kazekage." Chiyo said calmly, then her gaze fixed on Orochimaro.
"Is this Edo Tensei? I never thought you would use such a Jutsu on an old woman like me."
"After all, being forced to team up with Konoha White Fang to fight your own grandson, that feeling wasn't good, was it?" Orochimaro smiled indifferently, his arms crossed as he spoke.
"Now I'm giving you an opportunity to get revenge. Isn't that good?"
"How pathetic."
However, Chiyo showed no sign of being moved. She only sighed helplessly.
"Even in death, to be reduced to your evil pawns. Perhaps this is fate's greatest revenge on me."
"So, if you say that, am I actually more pathetic?"
A hoarse voice sounded, and Hanzō, wearing a respirator, also walked out.
He and Chiyo already knew each other and had fought before, but his gaze was fixed on Nagato in the distance.
"My village was destroyed, my people were killed by him, and now even in death, I'm enslaved. Your luck isn't bad, Chiyo."
Many people summoned by Edo Tensei were present. Some sighed, some cursed, and some conversed with each other.
For a moment, the entire venue was bustling with voices, but none of them launched an attack because they could all feel that they were being controlled and couldn't do anything to the people in front of them.
They couldn't even form the thought of taking action. Therefore, they could only start discussing other things, especially about Takemi.
Such an astonishing person, even if they were dead, they would be curious, especially since all the people present were masters.
"Are you satisfied with this result?"
Orochimaro no longer chatted with the Edo Tensei. He retreated to Nagato and Obito's side.
"These are the more powerful ones. As for the others with some or average strength, I didn't summon them, as it would increase my burden."
"This configuration is not bad."
Obito nodded slightly. Under the protection of the Konoha Alliance, being able to gather so many Kage and so many masters was enough to show Orochimaro's capabilities.
"It's just Hanzō and Danzo, those two disgust me." Nagato spoke at this moment, his gaze not looking too good.
"Controlling former mortal enemies to become your pawns, to fight for you, isn't that a form of revenge?" Orochimaro continued to smile, then turned to look at Obito.
"However, there's something I need to explain. I'm afraid I've encountered some trouble now."
"Trouble?"
Obito raised an eyebrow, and Orochimaro's expression became slightly serious.
"The number of Edo Tensei is too large, and controlling them is too much of a burden for me. Now I need a new body, but I still need to research Kimimaro..."
"A new body?"
Obito frowned. He knew what Orochimaro meant by 'new body.' However, he only remained silent for a moment before nodding.
"No problem, I'll arrange it for you, and the quality won't be bad."
"That would be even better." Orochimaro nodded contentedly, but Obito's disdain grew even stronger.
The White Zetsu bodies looked very precious, after all, they were filled with Hashirama's cells. But for an evolutionist like him, it was completely insignificant.
Moreover, he still had a quantity of a hundred thousand...
"Everything is almost ready, just waiting for Kumogakure's reply."
Obito took a deep breath, looking at the Edo Tensei, his gaze becoming incredibly resolute.
'Rin, I won't let you be controlled by Konoha again, and I will definitely create a peaceful new world.'
While the Akatsuki was preparing, inside Konoha, in a secret shrine of the Hyuga clan.
Takemi's figure crossed the boundaries of space, quietly appearing here.
"It seems this is the place. I wonder what he's prepared."
Takemi looked around, speaking with a chuckle, while Kaguya seemed quite certain.
"It's probably a way to free me. The only mission I gave him was to save me."
"Are you that certain?"
Takemi walked to the bookshelf, casually picked up a book, opened it, and took out a very inconspicuous bookmark placed inside. This bookmark was full of Hyuga style, and a strong sense of history wafted from it.
"It's meticulously crafted. Even an expert archaeologist wouldn't be able to tell the difference, would they?"
Takemi pursed his lips. He found that Black Zetsu's forgery technique was unparalleled in the entire Ninja World.
"Hurry and look."
But while he was still marveling, Kaguya couldn't wait any longer.
"See what he wrote."
"Alright, alright."