newbobooks Chapter 553 The Siege of Sunagakure
Chapter 553 The Siege of Sunagakure
In the Thousand Winds Canyon, the wind howls like weeping.
Creak—! Rumble—!
The deathly silence was suddenly torn apart.
On the steep, sheer cliffs on both sides of the canyon, hundreds of hidden doors disguised as rocks suddenly burst open, like the prelude to a night procession of a hundred ghosts.
The next moment, a massive, dark torrent of steel burst forth.
Those are killing puppets.
They come in various shapes and sizes, and are ferocious and terrifying.
Some have three heads and six arms, wielding sharp claws coated with eerie green venom; some resemble giant scorpions, their stingers gleaming with a deadly cold light in the dim daylight; and still others have their abdomens loaded with countless launch tubes, thousands of talismans and detonators ready to be unleashed.
The joints rotated with a teeth-grinding grinding sound, and inorganic red specks of light lit up in the eye sockets, converging into a pure, destructive steel frenzy.
"boom!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Flames, poisonous fog, cannonballs, swords and spears... the overwhelming attack, at Chiyo's command, completely engulfed the narrow open space where Hatake Sakumo, Shimura Danzo, and Uchiha Kagami were located without any delay.
Dust and smoke from the explosion shot into the sky, as if to engulf the entire canyon.
Chiyo sat atop the rock face, her wrinkled face as hard as stone.
A young puppeteer behind her looked at the three figures below, now completely submerged, and a cruel yet gleeful smile appeared on his face.
"It's over. This is what happens when you provoke Sunagakure!"
However, the smile on his face froze the next second.
In the heart of that death storm of flashing swords, poisonous mist, and flames, the three figures were not instantly torn to shreds; instead…
The white-haired man's figure blurred first. He made small dodges, and at the moment the attack was about to hit him, he turned his body, tilted his head, and lifted his foot with an incredibly slight movement.
A poisoned sage flew past his cheek, the gust of wind ruffling his silver-white hair, but he didn't even blink.
Another man with a gloomy face raised his hands and formed several hand seals as he faced the oncoming purple poisonous mist.
"Wind Release: Wind Wall".
An invisible, high-speed rotating wall of air instantly formed in front of him. As soon as the deadly poisonous mist touched the barrier, it was swept up by the wind and poured back into the puppet army. Several puppets at the forefront were instantly corroded and pitted.
The last Uchiha, his crimson three-tomoe Sharingan slowly rotated.
Every attack aimed at him—whether it be a hidden weapon or a cannonball—had its trajectory, angle, and speed all within his calculations, allowing him to dodge it with minimal movement, half a step ahead.
Take a stroll.
Amidst this saturation attack that would make any Kage-level powerhouse's scalp tingle, these three Konoha envoys displayed a breathtaking composure.
"How...how is this possible?!"
The young puppeteer, who had been shouting just moments before, now seemed to have his throat choked, unable to utter a single word.
Chiyo, high above, felt a sudden sinking feeling in her heart.
For the first time, a solemn expression appeared in her cloudy eyes.
This composure and strength to maintain control even in dire circumstances is a quality that only a select few at the pinnacle of ninjas can possess.
"Increase the attack intensity!"
"Those rats who only know how to dodge like mice, blast them to pieces!"
Several shocked and enraged young puppeteers frantically poured more chakra into the puppet, instantly increasing the intensity of their attacks.
Hearing the mockery from below, Shimura Danzo, who had been silent all along, let out a very soft snort.
What he hates most is this kind of meaningless shouting.
War is a contest of efficiency and strength, not a competition of who can shout the loudest.
He quickly formed hand seals, his chest slightly bulged, and he exhaled sharply forward!
"Wind Release: Vacuum Dayama!"
You can't see anything at all, only the shrieking sound of air being compressed so violently.
The next moment, several compressed air projectiles, invisible to the naked eye, hurtled into the densest sea of puppets at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A series of dull thuds, like heavy hammer blows on rotten leather.
The torrent of puppets made of steel and hardwood was cleared, creating a straight passage tens of meters long.
All the puppets inside the passage, regardless of their structure or defenses, were brutally crushed into flying parts and wood chips by the pure physical impact.
In an instant, the noisy shouts of battle within the canyon came to an abrupt halt.
All the puppeteers of Sunagakure stared blankly at the path of death paved with debris, a chill running from their feet to the top of their heads.
"A bunch of noisy insects."
Danzo Shimura withdrew from his posture and commented in a low voice, as if he had only done a trivial matter.
Almost at the same time, Uchiha Kagami also moved.
His target was those few young puppeteers who were making the most noise.
The Sharingan pattern with its three tomoe spun rapidly, eventually coalescing into a complex and eerie six-pointed star windmill pattern.
Kaleidoscope Sharingan.
[Heart Mirror]!
Not a single chakra fluctuation leaked out.
But the moment the pattern took shape, the bodies of the young puppeteers high up in the canyon suddenly stiffened, their pupils dilated instantly, and obsessive and fanatical smiles appeared on their faces.
"For the Kazekage!"
"Die! Traitor!"