Chapter 256
Orochimaru was panicking.
The so-called god, the man who once declared himself untouchable, was in disarray. But the system fused into his body didn't share his panic. Cold, mechanical, and devoid of emotion, it had no such instincts. Now that it had taken over, it calculated with robotic confidence: a god cannot be harmed. At least, that was the logic it followed.
"Analyzing... Anomalies detected..."
The system trembled, almost like it was seizing. Zixu's sudden onslaught had rattled its database, veering far from the predicted path of fate. Zixu could no longer be analyzed. He was an outlier—outside the system's design.
But Orochimaru? He was far more cunning than the system.
He quickly regained control of the body—but it was already too late. Zixu had shoved the massive nuclear bomb straight down his throat. There was no time to eject it. Orochimaru's form shrank and shed like snake skin, and a new body emerged beside the original.
Black gas and white fire tore into Zixu's flesh. A massive chunk of his chest was gone in the blink of an eye. But pain didn't stop him—his resolve to strike was unshaken.
Wary of making mistakes, Zixu had even asked Chinano to help him transfer the bomb. If it wasn't so difficult to implant it directly into Orochimaru's brain, he would've done it without hesitation—just to make his head boil.
Orochimaru scrambled to recover—but it was too late.
Zixu's attack struck. The nuclear explosion followed. If Orochimaru were truly a god, maybe he'd survive. But he wasn't. Not even actual gods could walk away from a nuke.
In the world of Naruto, it's easy to forget the true force of destruction. A single explosive tag crippled Nagato's legs. A well-placed sword swing could kill a shinobi. Why would a nuclear explosion—a weapon of mass destruction—be considered anything less than lethal?