By the time Chen Fan rushed back, the battle had reached a fever pitch. The ground was littered with puppet fragments, many of them badly damaged, as though they had been corroded by something.
"Sand Iron Rain!"
Sasori of the Red Sand controlled the Third Kazekage puppet and unleashed the Third Kazekage's Ninjutsu. This was Sasori of the Red Sand's strength—he could create human puppets and use the Ninjutsu they had possessed in life.
The Sand Iron transformed into tiny particles and launched a wide-ranging attack like buckshot, moving at incredible speed.
"Lava Style: Lava Monster Jutsu!"
The Sand Iron particles still flying through the air melted into molten iron and fell to the ground, rendering Sasori of the Red Sand's attack ineffective.
Mei Terumi visibly relaxed when she saw Chen Fan return. Sasori of the Red Sand looked at Chen Fan and said, "Since you're here, that means Deidara is dead, right?"
"That's right. He's dead." Chen Fan nodded. Power often came from the unknown. Deidara's Ninjutsu was formidable, and Chen Fan had to admit it. Throughout history, the true turning point in warfare had been the use of aircraft. On the battlefield, Deidara had absolutely been a terrifying weapon.
"It's a pity he did not die in pursuit of his art. Though our views on art differed, you denied someone who pursued art an artistic death. That is the cruelest death for an artist. I will avenge him," Sasori said.
"Then what kind of death do you want? I can grant it to you." Chen Fan smiled at Sasori.
"I see. Though I do not believe in fate, you have already killed three members of Akatsuki. This is an unprecedentedly serious incident. I have studied your information over the past few years, yet there is no trace of