What was true despair?
Shamon could now be described as utterly crushed. All color had drained from his face, and his mind had gone completely blank!
He no longer had the leisure to wonder why these people could come back to life after being blown to ashes. He only knew that if they self-destructed again, Sunagakure would truly be finished!
"Run!"
He practically screamed the word, but it had little effect.
It was like someone walking down the road when they suddenly heard someone shout, "Run!" Their first reaction would definitely not be to take off running, but to look toward the source of the voice out of curiosity before deciding for themselves whether to flee.
And that was indeed what happened. Although many people around them sensed that something was wrong, they did not retreat immediately. They simply stood there in confusion, at a loss for what to do. Some even charged toward the intruders, intending to slash them with their blades.
It was over!
Shamon watched helplessly as those strange people finished their hand seals, then finally closed his eyes in pain.
Wind Release: Divine Wind!
Whoosh—
At that moment, Shamon felt a breeze brush across his face. Having already closed his eyes and awaited death, he immediately opened them again, his eyes filled with the joy of surviving a disaster!
Swish—
Ahead of him, more than forty Impure World Reincarnation bodies seemed to have been struck by an invisible blade. Before the Explosive Tags they had summoned could detonate, a thin line suddenly appeared across their necks. Then their heads flew up in waves like wheat stalks at harvest, while the bodies left behind exploded into clouds of ash!
"It's Lord Reto!"
Everyone turned around in delight and saw a gaunt figure riding the wind toward them.