Sunagakure entrance.
Kakuzu and Sasori arrived late, but the two of them were still chatting and laughing as though they were sightseeing rather than invading a village.
"Tsk, tsk. That hit looked pretty heavy, didn't it?"
Feeling the ground tremble, Kakuzu's ghostly green eyes turned toward the plaza ahead, and he sighed inwardly.
"If it were me, getting hit by that would probably mean certain death!"
"I wonder how those two brothers are doing?"
That massive Gold Dust Cube had caused no small commotion when it came crashing down.
If they had been hit,
they would probably have been crushed into pulp.
"Stop joking around. You wouldn't have gotten hit either!" Sasori said blandly as he continued forward. Crawling along as he spoke, he added, "Those brothers have exceptionally tough bodies. They can't die that easily. Besides... they should have ways to save their own lives!"
As he crawled forward, Sasori's tone remained utterly indifferent.
"What a boring guy. I was only making a joke; you didn't have to take it so seriously. You're still not as fun as Hidan or Tobi!" Kakuzu sighed and followed after him.
However,
a figure appeared in the empty air behind them and murmured, "Am I a fun guy?"
Muttering to himself,
Tobi vanished into the space once more.
Unless absolutely necessary, he would not make a move this time. Besides, judging by the situation, there was no need for him to act yet.
Above the plaza.
The dust gradually dispersed.
All the shinobi gathered closer, their eyes fixed on the center as their expressions turned grave. Their gazes darkened. "Are they dead?"
Such a devastating attack—
they could not imagine anyone surviving it.
If it had been them, they would have had no hope of surviving at all.
They saw two enormous craters