Deidara seethed with rage, tightening his grip on the explosive clay in his hand.
"What kind of twisted nonsense is that? Eternity is art? Like hell!"
At that moment, Deidara remembered who this man was-the one who had attacked Naruto during the Fourth Ninja World War.
Since fate had put his enemy in his path, Deidara showed no mercy.
"C3 No. 18!"
The clay figure in Deidara's hand was half the size of a person, and the sight sent a shiver through Uchiha Yu.
Although Uchiha Yu and the others were floating in the air, the trees towering into the clouds all around them meant the Clay Bird beneath them had to be a miniature version.
If the blast radius was too large, they would get caught in the explosion too.
That really would mean a two-kilometer blast radius with a range of five hundred meters!
"Holy shit! Deidara! Calm down! Don't do anything reckless!" Uchiha Yu hurriedly grabbed Deidara, terrified that he would use C3 No. 18 to blow himself up along with Sasori of the Red Sands.
"Don't stop me! I'm going to blow this bastard to pieces! Heretic! Heretic!"
Deidara's eyes were bloodshot, his fingers dug deep into the clay figure. His face twisted, and veins bulged on his forehead.
Uchiha Yu was afraid he might charge down there and fight Sasori of the Red Sands hand to hand.
Sasori of the Red Sands looked up at Deidara. After sizing him up, he smiled faintly. "Just a brat, yet you dare spout nonsense about art? What a joke!"
Unable to contain his rage any longer, Deidara hurled the clay figure straight down.
"I'll show you what real art is! You useless corpse-playing hack!"
The clay figure kept expanding in midair. By the time it landed, it stood