"Get to the point if you have something to say, otherwise get lost."
Beside him Shisui looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated, yet still wanted to speak!
And those sparkling, curious eyes were really unbearable on Haruma!
Regardless of whether it was Haruma or Fugaku, Shisui was always reminded not to be like a walking encyclopedia of questions...
Don't ask questions if you don't understand; just do the job.
But curiosity is something you can't control.
This time, my best friend asked me to ask, so I don't need to keep quiet.
"Hey-hey,"
Shisui gave a good-natured smile, glancing at Killer B on the Anbu's shoulder. "Wasn't the Tailed Beast extracted from him? How come he's completely unharmed?"
The sealing of the Eight-Tails into the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path was something that Shisui, Fugaku, and Itachi witnessed last night!
After all, my best friend is rather lazy; he's just supervising from the sidelines, while they're the ones putting in the effort...
Upon hearing Shisui's question, countless people in the group perked up their ears and slowed their pace.
The transfer of Tailed Beast within Jinchūriki's body inevitably results in the death of the host—this is common knowledge throughout the Shinobi World.
Now that there's an exception, how can people not be curious?
Haruma rolled her eyes and slapped the curious boy on the back of the head!
"Don't ask, it's a secret, let's get going!"
Suddenly struck by a heavy Shisui, he bared his teeth, lowered his head, and kept rubbing the back of his head, which was swollen into a lump, with both hands.
That really hurt!
Didn't you ask me to bring this up...?
Shisui looked up at her best friend, her eyes filled with grievance.
Seeing the man's miserable state, everyone composed themselves and quickened their pace!
Meeting Shisui's resentful gaze, Haruma remained silent in silence!
Is it something I can say that I have Nine Tailed Beasts inside me, purchased from the system?
He extracted most of the Eight-Tails 'Chakra and channeled it into Killer B to save that bigmouthy brat's life. Is this something that can be discussed publicly?
Although everyone present had signed contracts with Haruma and even had the mark of "Cursed Tongue Eradication Seal " etched on their faces...
But the existence of the system is a truth that must never be revealed, even on Haruma!
It's also the number one taboo in the rules for all time travelers!
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Explosions rang out one after another!
The flickering Kakkō in the darkness, and the splattered, sticky, dark red bloodstains!
A mutilated corpse lies in the ravine, amidst the chaos and screams!
The Land of Iron, shrouded in darkness, is plunged into a tremendous crisis due to just two fanatical artists!
"Hahaha!"
"Such arrogance, is this all you've got?"
A giant white clay bird soared in the air, and Deidara looked down at the samurai below with an excited expression!
Half an hour ago
Without concealing their presence, Deidara and Sasori were immediately surrounded and intercepted by a large number of samurai upon entering the Land of Iron!
Before the two members of the art troupe could even make a move, a group of samurai swarmed forward!
The sudden outbreak of battle surprised Deidara and Sasori, but it also excited them even more!
This is a rare opportunity to unleash the beauty of art without restraint!
Especially Deidara, who was relentlessly pursued by the Kumo Ninja and had no outlet for his pent-up resentment!
"Drink!"
Clay fragments falling from a great height exploded in the crowd in the blink of an eye!
A surge of fiery red energy instantly illuminated the night!
Damn it!
Having shed their white armor, the warriors, now dressed in black, glared angrily at the culprit high in the sky, their bodies trembling slightly.
Even though I hate them to the extreme!
However, the samurai without Chakra were completely helpless against Deidara, who could fly through the air!
They received the urgent letter from Konoha in just half a day.
The fact that they were able to organize a large number of warriors at the border to defend against a surprise attack was already the limit.
Although the letter contained basic information about Deidara and Sasori, they also didn't have time to build anti-aircraft emplacements on the border!
Facing the terrifying gazes of the crowd above and below, who seemed ready to devour anyone in their path, Deidara laughed even more wildly!
"You bunch of losers, you should be happy to be a part of my art!"
The Clay Spider chewed in his palm fell to the wind, the flickering Kakkō like spider silk being spat out, swiftly sweeping towards the group of warriors!
"Spread!!"
The samurai's roar, the fleeing crowd...
As they admired the moment the art blossomed, the golden ponytail in mid-air was rippled by the aftershocks, and that extremely infatuated smile sent chills down the spines of the warriors of the Land of Iron!
Meanwhile, in the central region of the Land of Iron.
Unlike Deidara's obsession with explosive art, Sasori's ideal of perfect art is the eternal beauty of puppets!
The two, with vastly different artistic tastes, began taking their own actions the moment they were discovered.
Sasori, who was after the strongest samurai's body, leisurely stepped into the depths of the daimyo's mansion in the Land of Iron!
The higher a person's status, the stronger their bodyguards will be!
Scorpion, who wants to take the Performance of a Hundred Puppets to the next level, already has a clear goal!
The thick iron tail was already stained crimson, and even the three red-clad puppets holding swords beside the scorpion looked extremely menacing against the backdrop of the warriors' blood!
"Iaijutsu: One-Sword Slash!!"
A cold glint suddenly flashed in the darkness, heading straight for the scorpion's neck!
"Clang!"
As expected, the iron tail behind him blocked the sharp blade. Meeting the furious gaze of the samurai before him, Scorpion calmly said:
"Your murderous aura is too strong. Be more careful in your next life."
"Pfft!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the samurai whose sword had been blocked was instantly torn to pieces by the three puppets beside Scorpion!
This kind of samurai, who can be defeated in one strike, is not the kind of material Sasori is looking for in his Hundred Machines.
The thick, pungent smell of blood gradually permeated the depths of the mansion. Scorpion, expressionless, waded through the warm ground, leaving a thin, dark crimson trail of blood!
"Sir, the enemy is very strong. We should escape first!"
Inside a secret room on the top floor of the mansion, dozens of daimyo from the Land of Iron, who were protecting the central area, were furious!
"Damn it! If Mifune were here, how could these missing-nin be so brazen!"
The Mifune mentioned Admiral Mifune, who was narrowly defeated by Hanzo of the Salamander, who was known as a demigod.
He is undoubtedly the strongest samurai in the Land of Iron!
However, Akatsuki's attack was too sudden, Mifune had left the Land of Iron a few days earlier due to a mission.
" Momo."
"As long as we're alive, let's escape first, or it'll be too late!"
Samurai A looked anxious. "The armies of the Five Great Nations are already on their way! Sir, you should go first, and come back to avenge us later!"
Upon hearing this,
He was called by his full name, Momo, and his face was filled with humiliation.
"Enough with the words! I am the Daimyo of the Land of Iron!"
How could he abandon his country and his subjects!
He abandoned his subjects and his country, fleeing in exile...
Even if he escapes, how will the various countries of the Shinobi World view him, this runaway daimyo?!
"Bang!!"
Wood chips flew everywhere, and a large hole was pierced in the wooden plank underfoot by a metal tail that suddenly emerged!
"A team from the Five Great Nations?"
A hoarse, emotionless voice came from downstairs. "Can you tell me what's going on?"