Chapter 137
At the same time that Orochimaru and his men found Tsunade and Jiraiya, another part of the ruined battlefield lay in silence. Haruto Saito was lying motionless on the cracked earth, his breathing steady and even, still in deep unconsciousness.
Beside him, Terado lay collapsed, his body covered in wounds. His head rested on Haruto's torso, unmoving, his breath faint as a whisper.
Terado was dying, but he wasn't dead yet!
He had previously said that he only had five minutes left to live. However, that was under the condition that he continued burning his life force at its absolute limit. In other words, at that moment, his remaining lifespan was only enough to sustain his battle for five more minutes.
However, since he had been hypnotized into unconsciousness, his defensive sealing technique was passively deactivated, halting the burning of his life force. This meant that he wouldn't die from exhaustion. But with the seal's defensive effect gone, his wounds were left unchecked, causing his injuries to rapidly deteriorate. He was still going to die—it was just a matter of time.
The rain continued to pour, washing over both their bodies. The blood covering them was rinsed away, forming a large pool of crimson water beneath them.
Time passed.
No one knew how long it had been.
Hiss! Hisss!
A sinister and eerie sound echoed in the desolate battlefield. From the dense foliage of a fallen tree nearby, a large, bluish-white serpent slithered out, its scales glistening under the rain. The snake moved swiftly across the ground, stopping just beside Haruto and Terado. It lifted its upper body high into the air, its red eyes fixed intently on the two unconscious figures.
These two were still alive.