Clearly, when it came to human puppets, Jiraiya was far less open-minded than Araki and Karatachi Yagura.
Perhaps that also had something to do with the fact that the materials used were Konoha ninja.
But Sasori did not care about any of that. He thought disdainfully to himself:
As expected, old fossils are old fossils. They simply can't accept outstanding new things.
At the same time, he felt even more certain that his original choice had been incredibly wise.
Kirigakure really is the best place for me to conduct research!
As he thought this, he extended his hands from his sleeves and released the other seven human puppets.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The smoke cleared.
Figures in red robes stood or crouched around Sasori of the Red Sands, all of them turning identical, expressionless, cold faces toward Jiraiya.
Every one of those faces was painfully familiar to him!
"Lord Mizukage, please hold the line for me. I'll show him the power of my art!"
Sasori of the Red Sands turned to Karatachi Yagura.
Yagura nodded and stepped back several paces, clearing the battlefield.
"Hyuga Fuyuki, Sarutobi En, Shimura Kaze, Aburame Shino, Inuzuka O, Shiranui Toma, Kurama Shichigatsu..."
Jiraiya's gaze swept across their already stiff faces one by one. Familiar names left his lips one after another, his voice growing increasingly heavy and his eyes increasingly resolute.
Unnoticed, his killing intent toward Sasori of the Red Sands had already surpassed that toward Karatachi Yagura.
If he had sought Sasori out earlier because he seemed like the softer target, then now Jiraiya's heart was filled with boiling killing intent.
Sasori of the Red Sands, who wielded such an evil Puppetry Technique, had to be eradicated!
Sasori of the Red Sands was no nobody. Though he had not yet become renowned throughout the Shinobi