Ōnoki took a deep breath.
He stood in the center of the battlefield, bringing his hands together. A transparent enclosure formed between his palms, its edges flashing with dazzling white light.
At that moment, most of the sound on the battlefield seemed to drain away.
Every Iwagakure ninja and Konoha ninja involuntarily stopped what they were doing, their eyes drawn to that light.
It was the Third Tsuchikage's ultimate trump card.
Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique.
A kekkei tōta said to kill anything it touched.
"Tsunade, this is my strongest attack."
For his final move, Ōnoki decided to stake his pride and arrogance on it.
Tsunade's face remained expressionless.
She even shook her head slightly.
Because she, too, had been waiting for this move from Ōnoki!
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"
"Eight Gates, Seventh Gate: Gate of Wonder—open!!!"
Two bursts of light erupted at once!
White Dust Release, blue Tsunade!
The white beam shot out like a pillar of light, piercing straight through the spot where she stood.
The light passed through her and through the air, but it struck nothing solid.
The golden figure pitched forward and dissolved the instant it was hit. It was only an afterimage.
The real Tsunade had already appeared to the left, blue steam churning around her like a suit of burning armor.
Ōnoki's pupils contracted sharply. He abruptly redirected his hands, sweeping the white light sideways toward the blue figure.
Another afterimage.
"Too slow."
Her voice came from the other side.
Ōnoki snapped his head around. In his vision, that blur of white and gold looked like distorted air.
With a movement, she had already flashed to another side of him.
Ōnoki's Dust Release was powerful, incredibly powerful. A single touch meant death.
But what good was