"Dance of the Camellia: Vine!"
Kimimaro closed the distance in a heartbeat. His spinal whip arced overhead before lashing out at Hidan.
Whoosh!
The bone whip tore through the air, driven by a gale of wind. It wrapped around the stubborn Hidan instantly, binding him tight.
Snap!
Bone spikes drove deep into Hidan's flesh, and blood sprayed from the wounds.
Hidan froze, his own three-moon scythe hovering over his vital point. He was completely immobilized.
Kimimaro immediately raised his free hand. Pale bone spurs erupted from his palm, twisting into a spiraling drill.
"This is the second form—Dance of the Camellia: Flower Spear!"
"Bones hardened to their limit. This time, I'll cut you in two, and you can still thank me for it..."
Before he could finish, a sweet, metallic taste flooded Kimimaro's mouth. Blood trickled down his chin as a sharp pain stabbed through his torso.
He looked down at the deep gash around his midsection.
Blood poured out.
"Hehehe..."
"Painful?"
Though bound tight, Hidan wore a twisted, ecstatic grin.
"An attack that bypasses muscle and bone? Even the periosteum couldn't stop it..."
"The wound on the bone matches the skin perfectly..."
"Just what the hell is this technique?"
Kimimaro frowned, wiping blood from his mouth. He'd never encountered a ninjutsu that could so easily shatter his defenses. His bones were harder than steel—even the Fourth Kazekage couldn't break them with a single blow.
"This is divine punishment! And divine grace!"
"You're under my curse now, gazed upon by Jashin-sama himself!"
"Come, savor the ultimate high of suffering!"
Hidan struggled, ignoring the bone spikes tearing deeper into his body. More blood gushed out.
And Kimimaro, standing right in front of him, bled from matching wounds.
That's it!
Kimimaro finally understood. This wasn't just some weird jutsu—it was a damage sync.
"A technique that makes us share wounds, plus a body that won't die even if you stab his heart... This is insane!"
"That's why he aimed at his own vitals!"
Realizing the horror of Hidan's Curse Technique: Death Controlling Possessed Blood, Kimimaro's will to fight evaporated. His only mission was retrieving Sasuke Uchiha, not killing a ninja.
No, if this continued, it would be a double suicide. In that case...
He made up his mind. He'd sever Hidan's arms and buy time for Sakon to escape with Sasuke Uchiha.
Time was running out, but Kimimaro's Shikotsumyaku didn't need hand seals. It just needed chakra to regenerate bone. Even without hands, he could still fight.
He lunged, bone spear aimed at Hidan.
"Lord Orochimaru, I will fulfill your wish."
The bone spear plunged without hesitation into Hidan's shoulders.
Rip!
Flesh tore, and Hidan's arms flew through the air.
Simultaneously, Kimimaro's own arms were severed at the root, falling to the ground. The spinal whip binding Hidan went slack.
"Ughhhhhh!"
Hidan cried out, savoring the agony of losing his arms. He looked up at the panting Kimimaro with delight.
"You knew you'd get hurt and still attacked? Looks like you've learned the thrill of pain!"
"Now... let's move to part two."
Golden-red Nine-Tails Chakra exploded around Hidan like flames. Two Tailed Beast Chakra Arms shot out, grabbing the severed arms from the ground and yanking them back to his shoulders. The joints reconnected, healing visibly in seconds.
"Did it... actually heal?"
Kimimaro's heart sank.
Synchronized damage, immortality, superhuman healing, plus Tailed Beast chakra reinforcement. This was completely unfair.
But he didn't have time to dwell on it. The moment he saw Hidan's arms reattach, Kimimaro unleashed his final technique.
"Dance! Dance of the Seedling Fern!"
His lower body dissolved into pure white bone, burrowing deep into the earth.
The next second, massive bone spikes erupted from the ground like bamboo shoots, shooting straight toward Hidan.
Faced with this terrain-shattering attack, Hidan just laughed and aimed his three-bladed scythe at his own neck.
"Hahaha! That's useless!"
"Feel this last bit of pain and die!"
The blade sliced across his neck.
Kimimaro's body locked up. The bone spikes stopped dead.
"Lord Orochimaru..."
His head slid off and hit the ground with a heavy thud.
Meanwhile, Kurama was having the time of his life.
Up until now, it had only used Tailed Beast Balls or basic claw swipes. Its combat style had been pretty limited.
But after watching Menma's techniques, inspiration had struck.
Kurama realized its chakra had incredible versatility. Its form could be shaped freely.
My lord, times have changed!
"Have this!"
The five-meter-tall fox, wielding a massive longsword identical to Madara Uchiha's Susanoo, cleaved Jirobo's summoned clay doll and earthen dumpling in half with one swing.
"And this! True Several Thousand Hands, Nine-Tails Transformation Buddha!"
The sword vanished. In its place, a barrage of dense chakra fists rained down. Just like Hashirama Senju's Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, countless fists hammered Jirobo into the dirt.
Taking advantage of the opening, Sakon snuck up on Kurama and grabbed it.
"Gotcha!"
"Secret Technique: Body Fusion!"
Sakon's body vanished, merging with Kurama.
"This feeling... you're a Shadow Clone?"
"No, this hatred... this evil chakra... Ahhh!"
A sizzling sound, like meat hitting a hot pan, echoed from within Kurama.
"How dare you try to fuse with my chakra? You suicidal idiot!"
Kurama looked disgusted as it ripped the charred Sakon out of its chakra.
The Sound Ninja Trio was obliterated.
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