Chapter 938: I Need a Biju
In mid-air, Orochimaru, standing on the head of the wooden dragon, stared intently at the golden sword just inches away from him. He slowly clasped his hands together, as if there was immense resistance between his palms.
Roar!!
The wooden dragon, with half its body severed, let out a sky-piercing howl and began to struggle violently. Its massive, menacing body coiled around the golden lightsaber like a snake and then suddenly tightened.
Creak creak…
With a grating sound, the wooden dragon's body wedged itself into the edges of the golden lightsaber, resembling a wooden dragon-shaped sheath locking the sword in place.
'Now!'
Orochimaru leaped from the dragon's head, his pupils shrinking as his golden vertical pupils transformed into scarlet 3-Tomoe Sharingan.
Genjutsu: Shackling Stakes Technique!
After throwing out Sharingan Genjutsu, Orochimaru's right hand formed a claw, which quickly took on a blue-black metallic sheen. Then, he swung it fiercely towards Kanpū's blue eyes!