Battle (5)

"Magnet Release: Iron Sand Triangular Prism!"

The Third Kazekage created a triangular prism of Iron Sand the size of a house and launched it at the enemy at extreme speed. The Iron Sand, imbued with magnetism, tore through the air with a buzzing sound, making it difficult to dodge.

"Triple Rashomon!"

Thump! Thump!

Three colossal demonic gates suddenly appeared directly in front of the giant iron cone. The gates towered dozens of meters high; even towering trees only reached half their height.

The outer edges of the three demonic gates were colored red, green, and blue respectively. Their grim, fanged faces seemed to come alive, their eerie eyes staring directly at any approaching enemy.

The Kazekage's giant Iron Sand Triangular Prism directly pierced through two of the demonic gates, creating a large opening. However, upon reaching the third gate, the prism shuddered violently, and its sharp tip suddenly snapped off.

"Orochimaru!"

The Third Kazekage, flapping his Iron Sand wings, hovered in the air and looked down at Orochimaru in the low mountain pass ahead.

"I didn't expect even the Kazekage to show up in person..." Orochimaru said with a relaxed tone, but his extremely cautious gaze indicated his inner thoughts were far from it.

Although Orochimaru could use the corpses of his village's ninja for human experimentation without any psychological burden, he also possessed the dignity of a strong individual.

If Kikyo Mountain were truly taken by Sunagakure while under his watch, it would not only affect his reputation but also hinder his future operations.

After all, the title of "Sannin" was something he had earned step by step through his own battles.

The Kazekage moved his hands, forming hand seals, and fine strands of Iron Sand drifted out, condensing in front of the damaged triangular prism of the last demonic gate.

In the blink of an eye, the triangular prism was restored, its sharp tip exuding a chilling cold light.

Then, under the Kazekage's hand seals, the triangular prism floating in the air began to rotate.

After a moment, the triangular prism transformed into a rapidly spinning Iron Sand top!

Whirr!

The Iron Sand top slammed into the demonic gate with a violent roar, scattering sparks. But after only a moment, with a crack, a fissure appeared on the gate.

The top's rotation did not decrease in the slightest, and it directly drilled through the demonic gate. Then, with a diving momentum, it hurtled directly towards Orochimaru.

Orochimaru's golden pupils constricted sharply. Before the Iron Sand top even approached him, he felt an invisible force binding him, subtly trying to pull him towards the spinning object.

Orochimaru extended his moist, scarlet tongue, tracing his lips in a circle, a look of madness and bloodlust appearing on his face.

But just as he was about to make a move, the ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into a surging wave of Gold Dust.

"Hm? Gold Dust? Is that kid?" Orochimaru's frenzied expression abruptly stopped, replaced by surprise and uncertainty.

When he had surfaced from underground, he had clearly sensed that the Gold Dust kid was still in front of the pass.

He focused his gaze and saw a young man standing dozens of meters away, with short brown hair, wearing black ninja garb over a mesh undershirt.

He had both hands pressed against the ground, and the wave of Gold Dust erupting from in front of him surged towards Orochimaru, restricting his movements.

"Another Magnet Release ninja?!" Even Orochimaru, who had seen much, began to re-evaluate Sunagakure.

Sunagakure, which had always ranked last among the Five Great Ninja Villages, had somehow nurtured three Magnet Release users without him realizing it.

Not to mention the previous kid who was proficient in Magnet Release and Sealing Techniques, even this young Magnet Release user in front of him had at least one foot in the Kage-level...

But the situation changed too quickly for Orochimaru to think further, as the surging Gold Dust wave beneath his feet suddenly extended several Gold Dust arms, grabbing at Orochimaru's legs, intending to bind him in place.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the giant Iron Sand top controlled by the Kazekage arrived, slamming forcefully into Orochimaru's body.

Golden sand scattered everywhere, and dust from the ground billowed up, filling the air and obscuring vision.

"Lord Orochimaru!"

Some surviving Konoha ninja in the distance shouted out anxiously, as Orochimaru had become their only hope.

With even the Third Kazekage personally present on the battlefield, they would be unable to resist if it were just them.

"Rasa! I'll leave this to you for now, I'm going to take Kikyo Mountain!" The Kazekage's Iron Sand wings flapped sharply, and he flew towards Kikyo Mountain in the distance.

"Charge!" Below, hundreds and thousands of Sand Ninja were filled with fighting spirit, unleashing various ninjutsu, shuriken, and kunai without mercy upon the Konoha ninja.

Leaving behind cold corpses to slumber in this place.

"Aren't we going to go over there?" Sasori asked, looking at Souya, who had been standing there for a long time.

"Don't rush, I just finished my Military Rations Pill, let me recover some chakra first!"

"Your chakra is already abundant, right? Help me fill the Starfall Rod with chakra," Souya said to Sasori with a grin.

Sasori showed a helpless expression but still took the Starfall Rod handed over by Souya. The chakra within his body poured out in an instant.

Within the purple-blue body of the Starfall Rod, deep red sparks instantly appeared, flickering intermittently, like monsters dwelling in the deep night sky greedily sucking on planets.

Kaka...

As Sasori's chakra continued to be injected, the pitted surface of the Starfall Rod began to writhe. Dark blue liquid, which had seeped out at some point, filled the depressions.

Before long, as Sasori stopped, the Starfall Rod returned to its original state. When gripping the purple-blue body, one could feel the surging energy within, like that accumulated before a volcanic eruption.

When Souya took back the Starfall Rod, feeling its warm surface, he asked, "Sasori, how much chakra did you use?"

"Hmm... about thirty percent!" Sasori said nonchalantly, tilting his delicate face slightly.

"..." Souya sighed again at the differences between people. Looking at Sasori's vibrant red hair, he found it rather striking.

If only I could get red hair and have 'Chakra' too... Souya scratched at his messy black hair, muttering to himself.

Sasori possessed a massive amount of Chakra, yet he chose to become a Puppeteer. Souya wondered if that was the right choice.

If Sasori could master Magnet Release, the power he could unleash would be terrifying to even think about. He might be like that honest fellow who wielded the Tailed Beast without a tail...

However, with his meticulously modified Puppets, Sasori's current strength was already beyond Souya's own.