"Tsk."
"If it were Fugaku, what would he use to block this attack?"
Looking at the scorched earth below, where once dense trees were now reduced to barren trunks still burning with flames, Wakaho thought about why he felt he could never win against Fugaku, but at least he wouldn't lose.
With air superiority, he could freely unleash his most powerful jutsus from the sky.
On the ground, Fugaku would only have the options of enduring or dodging.
"The Uchiha and Senju truly are incompatible…"
"The destruction caused by Fire Style is too severe; what a pity."
Wakaho landed on the Fire Dragon, sifting through the thick ash to check for any bodies.
The Great Fireball Jutsu was still a C-rank jutsu with basic damage that fell short of being called "The Fire of Kindness."
But even the most basic jutsu, when its quantity leads to a qualitative change, becomes something entirely different.
"If the Great Fireball were my main skill, at fifty times the scale…"
Well, that might be impossible, considering the basic consumption of the two techniques is not comparable.
"This is indeed a terrifying sight."
Orochimaru emerged from the ground nearby, his raspy voice filled with admiration and a hint of surprise.
"It seems you've turned this place into a purgatory, Wakaho-kun…"
Purgatory…
That's a fitting description.
If B-rank main skills were still Fire Style, perhaps this name could be used.
Wakaho glanced at Orochimaru and noticed he wasn't covered in slime.
Was it because he hadn't undergone the soft body transformation yet, or had he secretly cleaned himself up?
He had just barely caught a glimpse of Orochimaru arriving at the last moment…
"They said that the teacher was assassinated by their people. Although I wasn't fully convinced, I am still quite enraged."
Wakaho said expressionlessly, "These guys are truly despicable, using my most hated type of jutsu."
"Fortunately, I inherited the Will of Fire as a Chunin. Otherwise, I wouldn't have insisted on coming here."
Insisted on coming here…
Who insisted on coming here?
Orochimaru kept his thoughts to himself. Instead of focusing on this question, he was more curious about what Wakaho's words revealed.
This kid… seems to have sensed something.
"Oh? What kind of jutsu did they use against you, Wakaho-kun?"
"Water Style and Wind Style… Although they didn't use the Earth Style I dislike the most, they always prefer to attack from the shadows like rats."
Wakaho said disdainfully, "They clearly lack the Will of Fire, but they have a very dark aura, like rodents running amok in the sewers."
"..." Orochimaru stifled a laugh.
Rodents running amok in the sewers…
For that elder, it was indeed a fitting description.
So this kid is so perceptive in this regard as well?
If it weren't for knowing that Wakaho was temporarily unaware of Danzo's Root, Orochimaru might even suspect that Wakaho was subtly hinting at something.
"The Will of Fire is both fiery and luminous, Wakaho-kun."
Orochimaru guided, "In this world, many things are opposites yet intertwined…"
"Where there is light, there is darkness. Where there is sunlight, there are shadows. If you have inherited the Will of Fire, then naturally someone has inherited… the Will of Darkness."
"You... are destined to be enemies."
"..." Wakaho resisted the urge to laugh.
This talk… he had given something similar to Obito before.
Unfortunately, Obito didn't quite understand it, but little Shisui seemed lost in thought back then.
So… is Orochimaru trying to give him a psychological hint?
Encouraging him to fight Danzo later?
Or is he reminding him that there's a certain old shadow lurking in Konoha named Danzo who will target him?
Quite interesting.