Chapter 83
The man with the scar on his head was ruthless. The moment he realized his group had been poisoned by Aburame Hatsuizumi's insects, he didn't hesitate—he took his blade and carved out the flesh from his calves, where the yellow spider had bitten him.
To avoid leaving a blood trail, he used Katon (Fire Release) to cauterize the wounds, sealing them shut. He didn't even make a sound.
Leaders in every industry possess extraordinary qualities, and the same held true for the rebel army's commander. Though he lacked special ninjutsu, his reaction speed and survival instincts, honed through years of battle, were first-class.
Seeing no way out, he considered surrendering—lowering himself to a pathetic, subservient act in exchange for survival. But when he looked into Aburame Hatsuizumi's cold eyes, he abandoned that thought.
This girl wanted to kill him.
That was his gut instinct, one sharpened by years of dodging death. If he stayed and waited for an opportunity, others might live, but he was certain—he would die.
With the exit sealed off, his only option was to blend into the environment. The uncut forest was their designated meeting point for this very reason.
Unfortunately, even their best-hidden Bug Surveillance Squad was useless against Aburame Hatsuizumi's abilities. The uprising ended before it even began.
She strolled through the dense trees, calm and composed. Earlier, she had planted a specially crafted insect in the pool of blood left by the scarred man. This was a temporary tracking insect, one designed to hunt down the owner of a given blood sample.
It had a short lifespan—only half a day—but that was more than enough time. She even gave it a name: Chishio Sagashi-mushi (Blood-Seeking Hunting Insect).
Holding the tracking insect in one hand, she also examined a small experimental device she had taken from Kabuto. It was something Orochimaru and Guren had developed together—potentially to be mass-produced for their subordinates.