Gone, Gone

"Magnet Release: Sand-Iron Wall!"

At the critical moment, relying on the instincts he had built up through decades of battle and his absolute control over his puppets, Sasori manipulated the Third Kazekage puppet beside him into making the fastest possible response.

The blue-haired puppet raised both hands without expression, and the pitch-black sand iron swirling around it instantly responded. Like a living black tide, it surged madly toward Sasori's feet and all around him.

Whoosh—!

A thick, solid wall of sand iron, its surface flowing with a cold metallic sheen, barely closed around Sasori and the Third Kazekage puppet in the instant before the bone spikes reached them, forming a hemispherical barrier.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The next second, sharp collision sounds rang out one after another!

Countless pale bone tips thrusting forward slammed viciously into the sand-iron wall, spraying bursts of tiny sparks and sand-iron dust.

The sand-iron wall rippled and caved in violently, but in the end, relying on the powerful defensive strength and density unique to Magnet Release, it forcibly withstood this deadly surprise attack.

However, the instant Sasori's attention was completely drawn by the berserk Dance of the Seedling Fern, several faint yet critical sensations of severance came through the perception network he maintained over his remaining puppets via chakra threads.

"Not good!" Sasori immediately realized his opponent's true intention.

A feint!

Sure enough, at the same time, on the other side of the thick fog, at a spot some distance from Sasori, who was protected by the forest of bone spikes and the sand-iron wall, several faint sounds of air being pierced rang out.

They were countless Senbon made of ice!

They shot with precision toward the red-robed puppets that had Temari and Kankuro firmly pinned down!

Under the cover of the dense fog and