"This old man is too old for him; he shouldn't be trying to make his way in the Shinobi World."
Sasori made no attempt to hide his mockery. Hanzō had Ibuse venom sac hidden in his abdomen; with just Chakra stimulation, the toxin would be released into the air through his mouth.
By the time the enemy realizes it, they are often already too deeply poisoned.
Just as Ōnoki was about to fall, a big guy with a round nose flew over from a distance and caught Ōnoki.
" Akatsuchi, be careful, there might be poison in the air," Ōnoki warned.
"Don't worry, I brought the antidote."
Akatsuchi took out a medical kit from his person, which contained various types of antidotes that the Allied forces had prepared in advance.
Chiyo had already cracked the poison of the Ibuse during the Second Shinobi World War, Sunagakure contributed its formula for this joint operation.
"Excellent! This is the combined power of the Five Great Shinobi Villages."
Before injecting himself, Ōnoki didn't forget to declare his stance. The old man's status as a living fossil in the Shinobi World is definitely not just due to luck.
"How's it going on Kurotsuchi? Did they capture Deidara?"
"Not yet, that guy escaped to another defense zone, and Kurotsuchi chased after him."
Which defense zone?
"The Second Regiment led by the Fifth Kazekage."
Deidara burrowed into the earth for a while, but couldn't stand it any longer, so he burst out and made a large owl out of clay to fly.
Kurotsuchi, I don't know where he got the courage, dared to chase after his senior brother all by himself.
As the granddaughter of the Tsuchikage, she has never truly experienced a life-or-death crisis and has no idea of her own capabilities. Not everyone likes long legs.
Deidara should have spent his life sitting in the Tsuchikage's office, admiring his junior sister's beautiful legs.
Unfortunately, the child was only engrossed in his own explosive art and showed no mercy to his junior sister. After confirming that Ōnoki had not caught up, he began to brutally beat Kurotsuchi.
Clay Bomb · Hummingbird Swarm
Boom boom boom...
While Kurotsuchi dodging, Heitu complained, "Couldn't you just let me have a turn? At least let me get some credit."
As Ōnoki gets older, there are many people in the village eyeing the position of Tsuchikage, and this great battle is the perfect opportunity to quickly build up his resume.
"Huh? That's... Hahaha, Deidara, your enemies have come knocking on your door."
"Sand... so he's One-Tail Jinchuriki. Hmph, a defeated opponent!" Deidara sneered.
Gaara flew over on the sand table, recognizing Deidara as well. He said, "You succeeded in the village last time, but you won't have another chance now."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
" Sand Shower Barrage "
They condense sand into round sand bullets and fire them at the enemy like a machine gun, with enough power to sift through rock formations.
Gaara of the Sand Waterfall possesses absolute battlefield dominance in mid-to-long-range attacks.
Deidara didn't actually have the upper hand when facing Gaara. It took him time to create his bombs, and he couldn't be as unpredictable and varied as Gaara's attacks.
They can only ride owls to circle and evade attacks.
Snap snap snap...
"Even Deidara has his embarrassing moments."
"Hateful!"
Deidara managed to unleash a barrage of bird bombs as a counterattack, but Gaara blocked them all with his sand shield. He was then met with a critical hit from sand Shuriken.
"Let me show you my latest achievement, the C5 thermobaric bomb."
He put his hands into his ninja tool pouch and swallowed a mouthful of clay from each side. After chewing it a few times, he spat out two small balls, which he then kneaded together into a double-layered sphere.
The inner sphere is infused with ultra-high-density Chakra, while the outer sphere is composed of low-density Chakra.
When this fist-sized spherical bomb was launched, the outer layer rapidly expanded to a diameter of about one meter, while the inner sphere remained unchanged, creating a vacuum between them.
boom...
The outer sphere exploded, creating a large, dense cloud of dust.
" Art is an Explosion, drink!"
The core explosion caused a dust cloud to explode, and the high temperature and pressure generated a violent shock wave that swept outwards.
"Ah... help!"
Kurotsuchi had never seen such a terrifying explosion before, and instinctively moved closer to Gaara.
Gaara is no longer the cold-blooded and violent boy he once was. At the crucial moment, he used the Hand of Sand to pull Kurotsuchi to his side.
At the same time, the sand is condensed into a spherical protective shield.
"It's so hot... I'm almost cooked."
Kurotsuchi was drenched in sweat, and Gaara wasn't much better off. The intense heat from the explosion had almost melted the sand, and the two hiding inside were inevitably treated to sauna-like conditions.
"The temperature is too high, exceeding the melting point of the sand. Do you have a way to cool the sand down?"
Kurotsuchi nodded, opened its mouth and spat out black concrete, adding a layer of defense from the inside, and using the moisture inside to cool the outer sand shield.
This effectively blocked the explosion.
Click!
The sand sphere split open, and Gaara and Kurotsuchi reappeared somewhat disheveled in Deidara's sight.
"Not dead? How come the Jinchūriki got stronger after losing his Tailed Beast? Why?!" Deidara was completely baffled.
Kurotsuchi sneered, "You almost killed me just now, you bastard... out of ideas now, huh?"
Gaara gathered sand, ready to launch an attack at any moment, and said in a cold voice, "It seems your art has reached its limit. Surrender; you have no other way out."
"That look again, just like Itachi's. Denying my art is unforgivable."
Deidara felt deeply hurt, remembering how Uchiha Itachi had also dismissed his art with the same disdain, which had enraged him.
He then unfastened his robe, revealing his mouth, which had been sewn shut at the chest.
"Let me show you my ultimate art."
The thread that was sewn to his mouth snapped, and his mouth split open, revealing a huge tongue. Deidara then fed the remaining clay into this enormous mouth in one gulp.
"What is this guy doing?" Gaara felt a sense of unease.
Kurotsuchi had no idea that he was in big trouble. He regretted provoking his senior brother. "It seems we're in serious trouble."
Gaara looked down; the headquarters of the Second Battalion of the Allied Shinobi Forces was not far away.
"Impossible, even if his bomb was incredibly powerful, it couldn't... huh?"
At this moment, black veins appeared on Deidara's skin, and his muscles and bones gradually disappeared, leaving only Chakra veins.
These Chakra channels gradually converged towards the heart, eventually forming a black sphere.
"Oh no! He's going to use all the Chakra in his body to make a bomb! We have to run!"
Kurotsuchi, having some knowledge of the Explosion Release, knew the terrifying power of this attack and turned to fly into the sky.
"No, the Allied forces are down there; we can't abandon them."
Gaara turned and flew towards the ground, arriving at the Allied Forces' base, where he quickly erected a giant humanoid shield out of sand.
The Sand Guardian that belongs exclusively to Gaara - Mamasusanoo.
"Tch! Concerned about other people's lives at a time like this? Are you out of your mind? Honestly..."
Kurotsuchi hesitated for a moment, then turned and flew towards the ground. As it approached, it formed hand Hand Seals and spat out black concrete to reinforce Mamasusanoo.
" Lava Release: Gray Stone Sealing Technique"
"I still don't feel safe enough. Earth Release: Earth Wall."
Rumble...
A semi-circular wall slowly rose up to protect the outer perimeter, which finally put my mind at ease.
Looking at the multiple layers of defenses erected below, Kurotsuchi and Gaara had been so arrogant just moments before, hid and trembled like mice.
Deidara burst into wild laughter:
"Hahaha... It's no use. This is a super explosion that has never happened before. Everything within a ten-kilometer radius will be sublimated."
It will leave a huge scar on this land, but through death, I will become art itself, and will be praised by everyone.
Fear it, marvel at it, cry out in terror—this is my art.
"Grandpa, I'm leaving now. This is the last thing I can do for the organization, hmm."
" Art is an Explosion, drink!!!"
boom...
A white light enveloped the earth and rapidly spread outwards, creating a shape resembling Patrick Star in mid-air, like an eternal tower of the sun.
From the ground to the sky, all trees and forests were destroyed; the explosive power of a regular Tailed Beast Bomb was no more than that.
Gaara's Sand Guardian could only protect a limited number of people; most of the Second Battalion of the Allied Forces could only watch helplessly as they exploded and were swallowed up.
"Help... Someone, please help me!"
"It's over, I'm doomed..."
"Damn it, Akatsuki!"
Not everyone can face death calmly; breaking down in tears is the norm, as is dropping weapons and kneeling with one's head in one's hands.
Then, in fear, they turned to ashes.
When everything returned to calm, there was nothing left on the ground, as if someone had scooped out a piece with a huge Dawan.
Bang!
The soil on the ground was pushed aside from the inside, revealing a square depression that had sunk into the ground.
Kurotsuchi, Gaara, and a dozen other survivors looked outside in panic. The dim sky was shrouded in dust, obscuring the sun.
Is it finally over?
"It seems we're the only survivors; everyone else..."
In the final moments, Mamasusanoo the combined concrete reinforcements from Kurotsuchi and Kurotsuchi failed to hold them back, forcing Kurotsuchi to use Moving Earth Core to sink everyone around them deep into the earth.
That's how they survived; they were also survivors of the Second Battalion of the Allied Shinobi Forces, while the others were elevated.
"That guy is dead. We've won this war after all."
"Yes, we won! We won!"
"We won..."
No one cared who died; they were just glad they had survived.
No matter how powerful a person is, once they die, they have nothing left. The future is determined by the living.
Gaara watched all this, speechless, only blaming himself for not protecting more people; if it weren't for Kurotsuchi, he would have been finished too.
"Finally dead," Kurotsuchi said bitterly.
"How's the situation with the First Battalion?"
"It should be fine. You have to trust my grandfather's strength. Sasori of the Red Sands is doomed."
I hope so.