"Where is this?" White Fang's pupils contracted.
Before him stretched a desolate desert. In the distance, fierce winds swept up clouds of sand, forming a magnificent sight.
"You can actually manipulate space?" White Fang's voice was filled with disbelief. No matter how highly he had regarded them, this move still shocked him.
"Enough nonsense. We didn't come here to chat." Sasori, who had remained silent at the side, suddenly spoke. He stepped forward two paces, gazing at White Fang with hatred in his eyes as two puppet technique scrolls appeared in his hands.
"So you can die knowing why, I am Sasori of the Red Sands from Sunagakure."
As he spoke, two bangs rang out, and two puppets appeared beside him. Extremely fine chakra threads connected to the puppets as chakra began gathering throughout his body.
"Puppet techniques—a puppeteer?" White Fang's heart jolted, and he immediately went on guard. Setting aside the fact that they were Akatsuki members, being a puppeteer alone was enough to make him take this seriously. During the last Shinobi World War, Sunagakure's puppet forces had caused him tremendous trouble.
"Do you still remember the Red Sands couple who died by your hand in the Third Shinobi World War?" Sasori asked coldly.
"You are..." White Fang stared at Sasori's face, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. "Their child?"
Whoosh!
Clang!
The instant the words left his mouth, the puppet had already attacked. The scythe-wielding puppet lunged forward in an instant, slashing down with its blade, only for White Fang to block it with the short blade on his back.
"Ninja Art: Poison Needle Technique!"
Sasori's right fingers twitched slightly. The humanoid puppet abruptly opened its mouth, and countless poison needles glinting with cold light shot out at once.
White Fang's figure abruptly vanished. Under