Chapter 391: Chapter 391: The Third Kazekage

Chapter 391: Chapter 391: The Third Kazekage



Scorpion -> Sasori

A screeching, metallic noise rang out, sharp enough to send chills down the spine.

The Third Kazekage flinched as instinct took over, jerking his head to the side just in time.

In the blink of an eye, the edge of a blade skimmed past his face, cutting so close it sliced a blue strand of his hair. The atmosphere seemed to freeze as the smell of iron filled the air; a trickle of blood appeared on his cheek, rolling down in a crimson bead.

I'm bleeding?

The Third Kazekage stood, stunned, as though the realization took a moment to sink in. His proud defense-his Magnetic Release-had been breached so simply, almost casually. He'd built his reputation around this power, and here he was-cut.

If his reaction had been even a fraction slower, it wouldn't have been just his hair. The blade would have pierced straight through his face.

Even now, a shallow wound-barely more than a scratch-marked his cheek, but it was a mark nonetheless.

The Kazekage... injured?Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Pakura's eyes went wide, her disbelief almost palpable.

She knew the kind of power Magnetic Release held. Not just from the Third Kazekage, but even Rasa, her constant rival, had been a formidable foe thanks to his mastery of it. But now, the indomitable Kazekage had been hurt. The impossible had happened.

Pakura couldn't make sense of it, but Sasori wasn't quite so rattled. His mind, ever calculating, focused on one thing: the weapon Takuya wielded. The piercing speed, the raw power behind the blade-it wasn't just any ordinary weapon. It was something with incredible force, something that could breach any defense. It was lightning. The nature of that weapon-using Lightning Release to its absolute max-was a direct counter to his magnetic manipulation.

If it had been him standing there could he have blocked it?

I need new puppets," Sasori mused, his thoughts drifting to contingency plans.

"Die!"

The Kazekage's rage boiled over, his normally composed demeanor shattered. The sting of that shallow wound on his face felt like an insult that burned his pride.

He roared, and suddenly, the sky itself seemed to darken as a tidal wave of iron sand surged toward Takuya, swallowing him whole. The sheer volume and speed were staggering. This was the power of the "Strongest Kazekage" unleashed without restraint.

And Takuya was too close, still recovering from his attack. He hadn't yet pulled back his stance, leaving him entirely exposed. In an instant, he was enveloped, iron sand swirling around him like a living storm.

Is it over?

nothing."

The Kazekage stared back, seething, his fists clenched in rage.

Takuya tilted his head, as if considering something. "You've heard of the Mangekyō Sharingan before, haven't you? It's gotta be from the stories about Madara Uchiha. That's what's got you so on edge, right?"

The Kazekage sneered, his pride bubbling over. "Madara Uchiha? Hah! Just an old ghost, long buried in the past. Today, I'll show you what real strength looks like. Let's see if your

Mangekyō and your Susanoo can stand up to me!"

The title of "Strongest Kazekage"-it wasn't just a name. It was a mantle he carried, one that symbolized his prowess and unmatched strength.

Takuya smirked, a faint grin spreading across his face. "Mere grains of sand, daring to challenge the radiance of the full moon?"

Pakura blinked, speechless. Sasori glanced at her, then back to Takuya and the Kazekage.

If they hadn't been standing in the middle of a battlefield, they might've thought they were at some sort of exaggerated boasting contest.

The Kazekage's face darkened with anger, his pride now stung beyond repair. "Grains of sand? You think so little of me?"

Takuya only laughed. "If you're gonna boast, you better be ready to back it up," he said, his voice full of taunting amusement.

The massive black figure shifted, moving with an almost unnatural swiftness. The lance it wielded was brought to bear, thrusting forward like a lightning bolt aimed right at the

Kazekage.

BOOM!

Iron sand responded, surging forward to intercept the oncoming lance. The black sea of sand roared and crashed, forming wave after wave against the giant's assault. The lance cut through, but the resistance slowed it down, robbing it of the momentum needed to land a

decisive blow.

"Is this your so-called moonlight, Takuya?" the Kazekage spat, sneering. "You'll have to do

better than that."

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