Chapter 132: Disappearance, Confusion and Filth

Chapter 132: Disappearance, Confusion and Filth

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"Tsk, to think he'd disappear just like that..." Onoki scowled as the smoke that had enveloped Ken cleared.

By his side, black sand twirled and came together to form a figure. A tall man with spiky black hair.

It was none other than the Kazekage.

"It might be for the best..." The man who had seemingly just returned from the dead seemed quite shaken.

"Of course, you'd say that... You seemed content with hiding around in the sand like a rat after your clone got killed..." Onoki scowled once more, this time towards the Kazekage.

"Don't judge me too harshly, Onoki... I've had my doubts, but the Red Dot is certainly worthy of his infamy..."

The Kazekage clenched his fist as he spoke, he seemed to be sweating heavily as he looked down at his bleeding arm.

"Even with the substitution jutsu prepared ahead of time I still almost died. His speed is simply unbelievable... What an absurd monster."

The Kazekage was one of the very strongest in the Shinobi world. one of the Great Kage. And even he only barely escaped death in a brief confrontation with Ken.

"Well, welcome to the current world. There's a reason why so many of us came together to bring him down, Third Kazekage." Onoki shook his head and crossed his arms.

The Kazekage could only shrug at that point.

'It's possible that he's more absurd than we expected... I'm pretty sure he turned his head towards me whilst I was still in hiding.

Even stopping my heart momentarily, not breathing and stifling my chakra flow was not enough to go unnoticed by him.'

The Kazekage decided to no longer speak about that, however, not wanting to dwell on it for too long.

'I guess I now know why the Mizukage didn't want anything to do with this whole operation... I'm regretting joining it myself...'

"Still, it seems our intel on the Red Dot and the Dark Brotherhood's plans was quite thorough... That Grass Village informant seems to be worth his salt"

Onoki muttered as he looked below, the One-Tailed Beast was already retracting into the body of its Jinchuriki, the flimsy seal reactivating itself after a set period of time.

"... Indeed, honestly I have my doubts about our chances against that monster now. But the plan might still just work."

The Third Kazekage could only sigh after contemplating the situation a bit. His hopes were on their plan to succeed.

"Reverse summoning used in such a way. It's certainly ingenious, although a rather large waste of chakra to use it on a battlefield..." Onoki stroked his beard as he remembered the explanation he had received regarding the Dark Brotherhood's means.

"Maybe so, seems they have plenty of monsters in that Dark Brothood of theirs." The Kazekage crossed his arms and looked at the place where Ken had vanished.

Onoki seemed to be thinking about something for a few seconds before he looked at the Kazekage and smiled in a shrewd manner.

"Heh, doesn't matter... I wonder how confused the Red Dot is going to be... When he realises that he's not been summoned to the right location!"

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Ken landed on the stone floor upright, he cracked his neck as his senses adjusted to his surroundings, and in an instant, he felt several spikes stabbing into his body from all sides.

It wasn't that the attacks were too fast for him to dodge, but that they had likely started before he had even gotten reverse summoned in that strange place.

The Blind Monster growled as he felt himself being strangely immobilised by the spikes, it wasn't long before he realised that all of the stakes that had stabbed into him were adorned with sealing formations.

They weren't as powerful as the ones used by the Uzumaki, but there were numerous, compact, certainly the work of a bright mind.

Ken could only really move his mouth slightly, every other part of his body was completely immobilized.

"Keh... A dragon trapped in a cage like a rat..." A sinister voice sounded out in that cave, Ken recognised that presence as one of the beings that had been spying on him throughout his journey.

But he realised that it wasn't quite the same, it seemed to have something else attached to it. A blob of consciousness that Ken couldn't quite put his finger on.

"Seems Saburo did indeed betray us, huh?... Figures. And what are you exactly?" Ken tried to shake his head in regret but was unable to, so he ended up only slightly gritting his teeth.

"Hmmm~ You can call me Black Zetsu... You were a tad too trusting of the Strawman. An ambitious man like him would normally dread working under anyone. When promised true freedom he readily accepted."

Ken scowled slightly when hearing that.

"Tsk, I gave him more than enough freedom. Seems like I'll have to rethink our partnership going forward..."

The Blind Monster's voice was carrying a powerful intonation, it was enough to strike fear into the heart of any regular shinobi that he would've run into.

But the thing in front of him was no regular shinobi.

There was no reason for Saburo to do so, none whatsoever.

And it wasn't long before one of the clones took out a blade, and stalked closer and closer to one of the meditating pillars.

'Shit... Seems like my worries have materialized. I need to protect the children!'

But Tosho wasn't the only one paying attention.

In an instant, that clone was slammed into the ground at inhuman speeds. kicked by a masked teenager with only one leg.

Tatsukio, the one-legged devil.

"What seems to be the matter, mister Second Blade?" The Nr.1 prospect of the Dark Brotherhood looked at the surrounding clones with a cold smile.

He slowly tilted his head as a cold and deadly murderous intent exuded off of him.

He was initially supposed to be one of the pillars but decided to leave that duty to one of his other siblings, deciding to take it upon himself to defend them to his death.

"Change of plans... We need to take down the barrier." One of the stronger clones stepped forward, instantly deciding on a course of action.

"Oh? Is that so? The teacher did mention that there won't be any changes... And to be wary of you, just in case..." The veins on Tatsukio's neck bulged slightly as he slowly unsheathed the tanto on his back.

In an instant, countless projectiles were fired towards the pillars from all sides, Tatsukio couldn't help but sweat as he realized he couldn't block every single one.

But he wasn't alone.

More and more of his siblings jumped in, faceless masks surrounding the clones in their entirety.

Unseen and almost impossible to detect, many banded together to form a circle around the pillars.

And the rest were all already standing with their blades at the necks of Saburo's clones.

"These clones are all mostly disposable... But I guess I had underestimated how well-trained you all were..."

The strongest clone present spoke in a rather monotone voice. Its body then seemed to shift in strange manners.

"This clone, however, is not something that you children can deal with... A patchwork of the Swordsmen of the Mist, one of my finest works of art... Besides..."

He then quickly made a hand sign, choosing to sacrifice his weaker clones as all of the children either stabbed them in the neck or beheaded them.

"Shit, get away!" Tatsukio spoke out as most of the clones turned out to have explosive tags on them.

The tags sparked and explosions ate at the entire square.

But they then vanished in an instant, catching even Saburo off guard.

"Oh... So you're here..." The Strawman's clone turned to the side and slowly stepped back, eyeing Tatsukio, who had already drawn the Samehada.

Although the Samehada didn't like Fire-Nature Chakra, the First Blade still forced it to eat up the explosion before it killed any of the children.

"I knew trusting you was a mistake... I guess master cannot be completely right at all times..." Tosho shook his head and slowly rested the wriggling Samehada on his shoulder.

"... I never did see you in a fight, now did I?" The Strawman clone ignored the First Blade's comment, instead slowly raising its hands and preparing to make a few more hand signs.

"Let's see how well you fa-"

The clone continued speaking but was swiftly cut off as both of its arms flew off.

"Shut it..." Tosho stood behind him, towering over him, the Samehada quickly munching on the clone's dismembered arms.

The First Blade cracked his neck, as the Strawman clone slowly fell forward, pinned to the ground by the enlarged and wriggling handle of the Samehada, completely unable to even move.

"As master's first student and most trusted right-hand man... I shall take it upon myself to rid the Brotherhood of your filth..."

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Kinda struggled to write this one out, had a busy weekend(had to return to the family home to help around the housE) anyway, Imma go sleep

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