Battle (Five)

"Magnet Release: Iron Sand Triangular Prism!"

The Third Kazekage used the iron sand to create a house-sized triangular prism that shot toward the enemy at extreme speed. The iron sand carried a magnetic force, mingled with bursts of buzzing sonic booms that made it hard to evade.

"Triple Rashomon!"

Thud! Thud!

Directly in front of the giant iron cone, three giant ghost gates abruptly appeared. The ghost gates stood dozens of meters tall; even towering trees could only reach half the height of the gates.

The outer eaves of the three ghost gates were colored red, green, and blue respectively. The grim ghost faces with bared fangs seemed as though they were about to come alive, their eerie eyeballs staring straight at any incoming enemy.

The Kazekage's giant iron sand triangular prism punched straight through two ghost gates, tearing open a large gap, but when it reached the third ghost gate, the triangular prism shuddered violently, and immediately after, its sharp corner snapped off abruptly.

"Orochimaru!"

The Third Kazekage flapped his Iron Sand Wings, hovering in mid-air as he looked down patronizingly at Orochimaru in the low mountain pass ahead.

"I didn't expect even the Kazekage to show up in person..." Although Orochimaru wore a relaxed tone, judging from his extremely cautious gaze, his inner thoughts were clearly not the same.

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

If Kikyo Mountain were truly captured by Sunagakure from his hands, not only would it impact his reputation, but it would also be unfavorable for the rollout of his subsequent work.

After all, the title of the Sannin was something he had fought for step by step with his own hands.

The Kazekage flipped his hands, forming hand seals, and wisps of fine iron sand drifted out, gathering before the damaged triangular prism on the final ghost gate.

In the blink of an eye, the triangular prism was replenished, and its sharp corner exuded a chilling, cold gleam.

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

A moment later, the triangular prism turned into a high-speed rotating iron sand top!

Whoosh!

The iron sand top drilled fiercely into the gate of the ghost gate, producing a violent roar and scattering sparks in all directions, but merely a moment later, with a snap, cracks appeared on the ghost gate.

The spin of the top did not slow down in the slightest, directly drilling through the ghost gate and then, carrying a dive's momentum, dashing straight toward Orochimaru.

Orochimaru's golden-yellow pupils abruptly contracted. Before the iron sand top even approached him, he already felt as though an invisible force was binding him, and with a vague, pulling sensation, it was trying to suck him toward the top's direction.

Orochimaru stuck out his wet, scarlet tongue and swept it in a circle around his lips, madness and bloodlust surfacing in his expression.

Yet just as he was about to make a move, the ground beneath his feet abruptly turned into a surging torrent of gold sand.

"Hm? Gold Sand? Is it that brat?" Orochimaru's frantic expression stopped dead, replaced by suspicion.

When he had sneaked over from underground, he had clearly sensed that the gold sand brat was still ahead of the gorge.

He stared intently and saw a young man standing a few dozen meters away, with short brown hair, wearing a black ninja outfit with mesh undershirt.

He was pressing both hands on the ground, and the gold sand torrent gushing from before him surged to attack Orochimaru, restricting his movement.

"Another Magnet Release ninja?!" Even the well-informed Orochimaru could not help but alter his view of Sunagakure at this moment.

Sunagakure, which had always ranked at the bottom of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, had unexpectedly cultivated three Magnet Release powerhouses without anyone noticing.

Not to mention the previous brat who mastered Magnet Release and Sealing Technique, even this Magnet Release youth in front of him possessed a strength that had at least one foot stepped into the Kage Level...

However, the change in the situation gave Orochimaru no time for further thought, because several gold sand arms abruptly poked out from the surging gold sand torrent beneath his feet, grabbing at Orochimaru's legs with the intent to bind him in place.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the giant iron sand top controlled by the Kazekage also followed closely behind, violently stabbing into Orochimaru's body.

Gold sand scattered across the sky, and subterranean dust kicked up in all directions. Smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring vision.

"Lord Orochimaru!"

Some surviving Konoha ninjas in the distance shouted anxiously; after all, Orochimaru had become their sole reliance at this moment.

Even the Third Kazekage of Sunagakure had come to the battlefield in person, and if they relied solely on this bunch of people, they would have no way to fend him off.

"Rasa! Leave this place to me for now; I am going to take Kikyo Mountain first!" The Third Kazekage's Iron Sand Wings flapped fiercely, and he flew toward Kikyo Mountain in the distance.

"Charge!" The hundreds and thousands of Sunagakure Ninjas below were also full of fighting spirit, and all kinds of ninjutsu, shuriken, and kunai stabbed toward the Konoha ninjas without mercy.

They left behind cold corpses to sleep here forever.

"Are we not rushing over?" Sasori looked at Souya, who had been standing here for a long time, and asked.

"Don't rush, I just finished a Military Rations Pill, wait for me to recover some chakra first!"

"The chakra in your body is very full, right? Help me fill up the chakra inside the Starfall Rod." Souya said to Sasori with a grin.

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

Deep red sparks instantly appeared and flickered within the purple-blue rod body of the Starfall Rod, as if a monster inhabiting the deep night sky were greedily sucking on the planet.

Click, click...

As Sasori's chakra continuously poured in, the pitted rod body on the surface of the Starfall Rod actually began to wriggle, and dark blue liquid that seeped out from unknown places filled the dents one by one.

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

When Souya took back the Starfall Rod and felt the warm touch on its surface, he asked, "Sasori, what percentage of your chakra did you use?"

"Hmm... about thirty percent, I suppose!" Sasori slightly tilted his delicate face and said indifferently.

"..." Souya once again sighed at the differences between people, and looking at Sasori's bright red hair, he actually felt that it was somewhat glaring.

"If I also went and dyed my hair red so I could have a mountain of chakra..." Souya scratched the scattered black hair on his head and couldn't help muttering complaints.

Sasori possessed such a massive amount of chakra yet chose to become a puppet master; he didn't know whether that was right or wrong.

If Sasori could master Magnet Release, the power he would unleash with Magnet Release—just thinking about it was terrifying, perhaps it would be just like that honest fellow of the Tailless Tailed Beast...

Yet after possessing meticulously modified puppets, Souya already felt ashamed of his own inferiority regarding Sasori's current strength.