Chapter 137
Orochimaru narrowed his snake-like eyes, scrutinizing the man before him. No, this wasn't a Transformation Jutsu. The resemblance was too perfect. This man—Koshimaru—was exactly like him.
Moreover, Orochimaru found himself kneeling on one knee, saluting Kurama.
The moment he realized it, a wave of disgust washed over him.
"Tch, since when have I ever knelt to anyone except for the Third Hokage when I was a child?"
Orochimaru was sure—this wasn't Genjutsu. This wasn't some cheap imitation. And that made it all the more unsettling.
"Kurama-kun, what's going on?"
Orochimaru's voice was calm, but his mind was a storm of curiosity and irritation.
Kurama smirked. "This? It's just a clone."
A clone? Orochimaru's heart skipped a beat.
Cloning was a field of research he had been exploring for years. If he could master it, there would be no need to abduct children for experiments.
Even more importantly, cloning would allow him to fully maximize the potential of the Living Corpse Reincarnation Technique.