Chapter 165: Deidara’s Impulsive Action
Chapter 165: Deidara's Impulsive Action
Although the Land of Waves is a small country, a daimyo is still a daimyo.
While the other countries' daimyos didn't personally come to mourn, they did send delegations.
Even as these delegations were on their way, the Land of Waves' daimyo's funeral hall had already been set up.
It's worth noting that while the daimyo of the Land of Waves was a scoundrel, he had decent taste.
The newly constructed daimyo's mansion was both luxurious and artistic, and even the funeral hall set up on the existing buildings had a unique aesthetic appeal.
This particular design caught the eye of a certain blonde youth passing overhead.
"These buildings are quite beautiful. Though their artistic value is less than a tenth of mine, they are still impressive. Hm!"
Deidara, who would sacrifice everything for his love of art, was seated on a clay bird, looking down at the extraordinary architecture below with satisfaction.
Having searched the coastal areas extensively for traces of the Three-Tails to no avail, he needed to appreciate some art to soothe his boredom.
And how does one appreciate art?
By blowing things up, of course!
Without further ado, Deidara prepared and threw down dozens of explosive clay bombs from the sky, shouting with excitement.
"Art is an explosion! Hah!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosive clay bombs rained down like fireworks over the daimyo's mansion, and within moments, a series of powerful explosions resounded.
Numerous buildings were instantly reduced to ashes, and the remaining structures collapsed in succession under the intense shockwaves.
Thick smoke rose from the ruins, reaching high into the sky like a dragon.
"This is true art! Hm!"
Deidara watched his handiwork below with immense satisfaction.
The stark transformation from opulence to ruin, the instant change, was mesmerizing and filled with artistic beauty.
"Indeed, Sasori's path is wrong. The so-called eternal beauty is a huge mistake! I must persuade him to see reason. Hm!"
After taking one last look at his recently completed artwork, Deidara patted his backside and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, a roar of anger emerged from the ruins.
"Who did this?!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several figures emerged from the thick smoke, one of them clutching the young daimyo and several others.
They quickly noticed the white bird in the sky and Deidara atop it.
The shinobi world had its fair share of crazies.
But a lunatic who saw destruction as beauty and art, Hagoromo Ming had never encountered.
The crazier they were, the less they could be allowed to escape.
As the hired ninjas of the Land of Waves' daimyo, they had to account for the destroyed mansion.
More importantly, this blonde youth was a rare flying shinobi.
If he stayed around, he might discover the secret of the floating fortress.
So...
Hagoromo Ming signaled his team.
The Nokizaru ninjas immediately attacked.
"Wind Style: Wind Cutter Technique!"
A massive wind blade sliced towards the clay bird under Deidara's feet like a scythe.
"Jealous of my high artistic achievement and now you want to attack? Hm?"
Deidara spoke as he calmly maneuvered his bird to dodge.
But he underestimated the wind technique mastery of the Nokizaru ninja.
Rip!
The wind blade made a sharp turn, slicing off one of the clay bird's wings instantly.
Deidara stumbled, almost falling, as his hand-mouthed quickly chewed.
Soon, a small clay bird was produced.
He tossed it, and it transformed into a large bird, catching him once more.
"Wind Style: Vacuum Serial Waves!"
"Wind Style: Net Formation!"
"Wind Style: Tornado Hurricane!"
Other Nokizaru ninjas continued to launch wind techniques.
Deidara, now serious, skillfully piloted the bird, performing various evasive maneuvers.
"These guys are quite skilled." Glancing at the five below, Deidara didn't mind having a bit of fun.
"But we need a better battlefield."
Deidara directed the clay bird towards a distant location.
Seeing this, the Nokizaru ninjas naturally gave chase.