Each had their own convictions, neither right nor wrong!
Takigakure, glowing red.
The incessant blaring of the alarm was deafening, the sound waves crashing against eardrums like giant waves, putting everyone on edge.
The response from Takigakure was remarkably swift; within a mere minute, no fewer than ten standard squads of ninja had assembled at the village entrance.
The defensive forces of Takigakure were formed instantly. The Takigakure ninjas had already set up their formation, taking advantage of the terrain, and were just waiting for the enemy to enter through that cave.
Tick-tock...
The sound of heartbeats, like the ticking of a clock, echoed clearly in everyone's ears.
"They're here!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, and then a ghostly white figure pierced straight into the first encirclement of the Takigakure ninja!
Puff puff puff!!
Kimimaro spun around, and the sharp Bone Spur on his arms, chest, back, and all over his body spun wildly along with him.
The Pure White, cold light vanished in an instant, followed by a series of splattering sounds as skin was torn apart. Then, clusters of crimson blood gushed out, instantly staining the ground at the entrance red!
With a single move, all ten-odd Taki ninja surrounding Kimimaro perished.
"How is that possible?!"
"This guy..."
The Takigakure ninja stared in shock at the scene before them, seemingly still reeling from the transformation from hunter to prey.
They have already laid an ambush, taking advantage of the terrain and the people, and are just waiting for the enemy to attack so they can annihilate them completely.
Why didn't the script go as they envisioned?
That white-haired guy... he actually broke through the defenses of more than ten Taki ninja in a single blink of an eye!!
Those are ten Chunin, not ten pigs!
Takigakure, Elite Jonin Takenaka Takayuki and the highest-ranking commander on the front lines in this battle against the enemy, stepped forward and stood on Rock, looking down at Kimimaro.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking our Takigakure!"
"You are no match for me, step back!" Kimimaro stared coldly ahead, not even Jonin at Takenaka Jonin.
The indifferent voice and calm tone made it seem as if he were recounting the most ordinary thing.
Instantly Chunin more than ten Chunin was nothing more than a simple matter of eating when hungry and drinking when thirsty to Kimimaro!
"This guy..." Jonin's face darkened, and he cursed under his breath.
The Elite Jonin of Takigakure might only be at the level of an ordinary Jonin among the Five Great Nations, but Jonin is an "old man" who survived the Third Shinobi World War.
With his extensive combat experience, he could easily tell that no more than ten members of his ninja squad were truly capable of fighting the white-haired youth before him!
At this moment, the ninja squad had gathered in this place and numbered over one hundred!
In other words, only one out of ten can actually fight the guy in front of them; the rest are basically destined to be instantly killed.
"Secret Technique: Scale Powder Concealment Technique!"
A figure swept overhead, accompanied by a sharp shout.
Kimimaro was startled and immediately looked up, only to see a short-haired girl with scales on her back spitting out countless Scale Powder.
A teenage girl with short green hair and slightly dark skin, who can grow wings with Seven-Tails.
The information about the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki flashed through Kimimaro's mind, and his eyes narrowed as he confirmed the identity of the newcomer.
Fu Seven-Tails Jinchuriki!
"It seems those two are going to miss their target." Kimimaro's spine twitched, and the flesh on his back twitched strangely.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp Bone Spur pierced through the skin at the back of Kimimaro.
He grabbed a section of the spine with his other hand and then pulled it out sharply, the Bone Spur dripping with bodily fluids held in Kimimaro's hand like a longsword.
Even Takenaka Takayuki, an Elite Jonin, felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this scene.
Whoosh whoosh!!
Kimimaro wielded his bone sword and slashed wildly at the air in front of him. In an instant, the force generated by the bone sword transformed into a gust of wind.
Like a giant wave threatening to uproot the earth, Fu's figure swayed as she faced the raging wind directly overhead.
"Oh no, the Scale Powder are going to be blown into the village!" Fu immediately saw through Kimimaro's thoughts.
Secret Technique: Scale Powder Concealment Technique, an ability possessed by Futo, the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki.
She can spit out countless grains of Scale Powder from her mouth. These Scale Powder not only obstruct the opponent's vision, but more importantly, they can paralyze their movements.
If all the Scale Powder were blown into the village by the strong wind, at least the hundred or so ninjas gathered at the entrance of Takigakure would be paralyzed and rendered unable to fight!
Buzz!
Fu's hands flew, Hand Seals, absorbing all the Scale Powder back at top speed.
"A simpleton." Kimimaro, who was swirling erratically in the air and couldn't even control her own body.
Even under such circumstances, he still thought of helping others...
Kimimaro didn't think this personality was bad; rather, he believed that in the cruel Ninja World, such a personality would only lead to his death!
Moreover, his target was never Takigakure.
Instead... the Seven-Tails!!
"Shikotsumyaku - Finger Bullet!"
Puff puff puff!
Kimimaro raised his hands, his fingertips aimed at the swaying Fu in the air, and his ten finger Finger Bones shot out like bullets.
With the activation of the Shikotsumyaku ability, chakra gathered at the fingertips of Kimimaro's fingers, and in the blink of an eye, Finger Bones shot out from Kimimaro's ten fingers immediately grew back.
The Bone Bullets shot through the air, possessing extremely strong penetrating power.
Even a solid wall of earth and stone could not completely stop Kimimaro's Finger Bullet!
Having barely managed to recover most of the Scale Powder and avert the crisis for the Takigakure ninja, Fu herself was now in grave danger.
Scattered Bone Bullets shot from all Kakuzu, almost filling the entire screen, leaving Fu no room to dodge!
The Bone Bullets magnified infinitely in Fu's pupils. At this moment, her body was high in the air, and the surrounding airflow was completely disrupted by the gale.
There's no escaping it now...
If you don't dodge, you'll definitely get riddled with bullets!
Should I untie it?...
In a mere second, countless thoughts flashed through Fu's mind, and a surge of evil chakra gradually welled up and enveloped her body.
Just then!
Clang!
A piercing sword cry suddenly rang out, and between Fu and the Bone Bullets, a silver light flashed past, followed by a powerful sword aura that swept across the sky.
A silver arc of light flashed across the sky, as if cleaving a crack in space.
The airflow in the space was completely shattered by the sword energy, and the chaotic airflow impacted the ten Bone Bullets Finger Bullet, instantly disrupting their trajectory.
"Jonin..." Just then, the gust of wind subsided, and Fu regained her footing high in the sky. She stared blankly at the figure that had flashed by.
It was Jonin saved her...
Everyone dislikes her, so why save her?
Without giving Fu much time to think, Jonin's figure drew a perfect arc in the air before landing steadily on the rooftop platform.
He stood with his sword in hand, a gentle breeze ruffling his hair.
"Kid, don't get too excited about people!" Kimimaro Jonin a sidelong glance, speaking in a cold but firm tone.
Kimimaro, with his usual cold expression, looked back at the Jonin, his calm face as serene as a still lake.
As smooth as a mirror, without a ripple...
Only his eyes gleamed with a cold, arrogant, and confident gaze.
Jonin gritted his teeth and spat inwardly. He had seen that look in his eyes far too many times. Third Shinobi World War, in the eyes of the great nation's ninjas, they were nothing more than a bunch of insignificant cannon fodder.
Whether they were Allied Nation or adversaries, they all looked at them with the same eyes!
This is the privilege of the strong; this is the truth of this world!
"Damn it..." Takenaka Jonin tightened his Jonin the sharp sword, his long-lost aura returning, his fighting spirit completely ignited by Kimimaro.
Any ninja who can survive the brutal Battlefield is a powerful person!
Only those with inner strength can become true champions!
The three exchanged blows in just a few breaths, a scene that unfolded in a mere few seconds, yet left everyone deeply disturbed.
All eyes were fixed on the white figure in the open space at the entrance.
Her snow- Long Hair danced in the wind, a cold and austere aura lingering around her, like an ice flower atop a snow-capped mountain.
Indifferent and detached...
Suddenly, a calm voice rang out, breaking the stillness of the scene.
"Although the 'Finger Bullet' technique relies on sheer numbers, the teacher once said that you should think about the second attack while you're on the first."
Kimimaro lowered his body to gather his strength and spoke softly.
"The 'Finger Bullet' technique isn't just about a seamless, all-around attack!"
I've found your blind spot!
As soon as he finished speaking, Kimimaro's aura changed. He concealed the sharpness of his unsheathed arrow, becoming restrained and reserved, like the calm before a storm!
"Shikotsumyaku - Dance of the Moonlight!"
Buzz!
A torrent of chakra surged forth like a monstrous wave, and Kimimaro's figure vanished from his spot, leaving behind a flash of silver light.
Like bright moonlight pouring down on the earth, it was filled with a cool and refreshing atmosphere.
Even though it contained the deadly force of death, it didn't evoke any chill; only the delicate beauty of the silvery moonlight.
Kimimaro... is a gentle man too!
Fu regained her footing, but she couldn't dodge Kimimaro's thrust. Although it was just a normal, explosive, straight-line thrust, his speed was too fast.
It was so fast that it only flashed like a silver light in everyone's eyes.
Should I untie it? Fu asked herself this question once again.
If it can be solved here...
The village, everyone...
Fu faces discrimination because she Jinchūriki, but she has a cheerful personality and hopes to be friends with everyone.
Although everyone in the village disliked her, she still didn't want anyone to get hurt.
Just as Fu hesitated about whether to unseal the Tailed Beast Transformation, a powerful surge of chakra suddenly appeared on the rooftop next to her!
"I told you, don't underestimate people!!" Takenaka Jonin, pouring all his chakra into the hand Jutsu Formula!
All the power is contained in this one sword strike. Survival on the Battlefield depends not only on experience and luck, but also on necessary strength!
It was with this desperate, all-out effort that Takenaka Jonin survived the brutal Battlefield of Third Shinobi World War!
"Drink it!"
Jonin swords in both hands, Takenaka Jonin leaped into the air and plunged into the Moonlit Object!
Bite!
The sharp sword cleaved through space, cutting into the silvery light!
Time stood still, the scene froze, and everyone stared in disbelief at the moment, with only one thought flashing through their minds.
Did the Jonin to block it...?
Click!
A sharp cracking sound shattered the frozen time, broke the silence, and jolted the stunned crowd awake.
As the moonlight faded, a slender figure, like an abandoned, broken doll, could be seen limply tracing a poignant arc in the air.
"Jonin? Why..."
Don't you hate me?
Fu stared blankly at the falling figure, her mind flashing through images of disgusted eyes. Since everyone disliked her so much...
Why should I fight for her?
Fu's mind Jonin the cold look in Takenaka's eyes when he looked at her, and the figure under the moonlight blocking the enemy's strongest attack.
"Aaaaaah!!"
A piercing, agonizing scream tore through the sky!
A burst of crimson chakra, filled with negative emotions, erupted suddenly, and chakra bubbles resembling Blood Mist surged out, completely enveloping Fu's body.
Behind her, crimson chakra was frantically gathering.
One, two, three...
"Oh no, the Seven-Tails is about to emerge!"
"Quickly, stop her! She'll destroy the village!"
Evil, crimson chakra filled the heavens and earth, Takigakure was instantly enveloped in a terrifying aura. Everyone stared in horror at the blood-red shadow in the sky.
Five...
It already has five tails; what will happen once the seventh tail is formed?
Ice Release: Frozen Snow Domain!
Suddenly, the sky and earth seemed to darken, and a cold current rolled like clouds and mist, sweeping across the entire land. Wherever the frost and mist passed, everything turned white.
The Frozen Snow Domain erupted with powerful chakra in an instant, revealing the Ice Release technique that could even alter the climate.
With Bai's current strength, unleashing his full chakra could freeze an area within a kilometer radius in the blink of an eye.
Sensing an unusual chill sweeping in, Kimimaro's ever-unchanging expression finally changed color.
The seal between his brows was completely broken, and a powerful Yang Release Chakra rushed into his body.
This is the Yang Release Senjutsu Chakra that Tōka once left in his body to suppress the Shikotsumyaku Bloodline Disease.
Kimimaro rarely activates the Shikotsumyaku in its full potential, because none of the enemies he has encountered so far have required him to do so.
However, his earlier mastery of the Shikotsumyaku's profound technique, Dance of the Moonlight, had already fully activated his Shikotsumyaku.
Budong the Yang Release power left behind by Tōka, he couldn't be sure if he could block Bai's attack.
Perhaps in just a moment, he would be frozen into an ice sculpture, just like the other Takigakure ninja around him.
As his teacher's disciple, Kimimaro absolutely could not allow such a situation to occur. He could die, but he could never lose!
A soft, shimmering light enveloped Kimimaro's body, as if bathed in gentle sunlight.
With the seal broken, a massive amount of Yang Release Senjutsu Chakra flowed into his body, completely suppressing the Shikotsumyaku Bloodline Disease.
Thick, tough Bone Spur grew out, completely engulfing him...
Why go to such lengths?
Why would Tōka sacrifice his life-saving power to block Haku's Ice Release? Haku is an ally; she would never let Kimimaro die. She would immediately undo the spell on Kimimaro.
Why exactly did Kimimaro fight with all his might?
Because...
The words that Tōka said before leaving were deeply imprinted in Kimimaro's heart, even as his body decayed with the passage of time.
He can still remember that sentence clearly.
"You, Kimimaro, are my Ōtsutsuki Tōka's Disciple!"