Chapter 85
No. 18,114!
Kurama flicked his finger.
He had already taken down over 18,000 Iwagakure shinobi.
A fraction of them fell by his direct attacks.
The majority were trapped within his Genjutsu, a nightmarish Tsukuyomi that ensnared their minds in an illusion they could never escape. In the real world, their bodies dropped like lifeless husks, cold and unresponsive.
"The 8,080th!"
The Third Raikage exhaled heavily, his broad chest rising and falling.
Even for him, cutting through thousands of enemies like slicing through paper required immense stamina. He had personally annihilated over eight thousand Iwa shinobi. If he were alone, facing a force of over thirty thousand, exhaustion would have claimed him long before he could finish the battle.
For the first time in his life, the unbreakable wall that was the Third Raikage was feeling the strain.
Sweat dripped from his brow, his breaths came in harsh gasps.
But Kurama stood beside him, immaculate.