"Are you ready to be torn to pieces by my puppet army?"
Sasori's icy voice, devoid of any human emotion, echoed through the cave. As he snapped the enormous red scroll in his hands open in midair, a chilling surge of chakra swept through the entire space.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Accompanied by a rapid series of muffled explosions, countless clouds of white smoke erupted wildly above the scroll. When the smoke cleared, human puppets wearing long red robes, wielding all manner of poisoned blades, and bearing hideously terrifying faces hovered densely in midair like demons that had crawled out of hell!
A hundred! A full hundred human puppets!
Each puppet was connected to a blue chakra thread extending from the core in Sasori's chest. Like a god of death holding absolute power over life and death, Sasori looked down upon everyone below.
"Red Secret Technique: Performance of a Hundred Puppets!"
At the sight of the overwhelming puppet army, Granny Chiyo's face instantly turned as white as paper. Her wrinkled hands trembled violently, barely able to hold on to her puppet threads.
"It's over... it's all over!" Granny Chiyo's voice brimmed with utter terror and despair. "The Performance of a Hundred Puppets... this is Sasori's ultimate art! He once used this move to single-handedly destroy a powerful nation! A hundred puppets mean a hundred tireless killing machines that feel no pain! We can't possibly win!"
Beads of cold sweat covered Kakashi's forehead. His Sharingan spun furiously as he tried to find a weakness in the Performance of a Hundred Puppets. But to his despair, the formation of those hundred puppets was flawless, without a single opening.
"Shengu! Retreat! There's absolutely no way to deal with this many enemies through brute force!" Kakashi shouted through gritted teeth.
"Damn it! They