Huge smoke and dust slowly diffused and settled on the battlefield, and the pungent smell of explosives filled the air. After the aftershocks of the explosion completely subsided, Shisui and his group returned to the center of the battlefield, which had become a mess.
Deidara jumped down from the giant clay bird, looked at the huge scorched pit blown out in front of him, and the scattered, barely discernible fragments of Hiruko, and scratched his head in uncertainty, asking,
"Senior… that guy wasn't just blown to death, was he? Hmm… The person the leader specifically wants to find shouldn't be that weak… right?"
His tone carried a hint of nervousness after causing trouble.
Shisui looked at the big commotion Deidara had caused, feeling a bit helpless, but still reassured him in a calm voice, "Calm down, Deidara. The opponent is Sasori of the Red Sand, who killed the Third Kazekage using unknown means, so he shouldn't be that weak."
Moreover, in the instant before the explosion, Shisui's Sharingan captured a look on Sasori's puppet's face that was not despair, but rather more solemn and… fanatical. Shisui's intuition told him that an attack of this level was probably not enough to completely bury the existence before him.
Shisui's judgment was confirmed.
When the diffusing smoke finally completely dispersed, revealing the scene at the center of the pit, the sight made everyone present suddenly widen their eyes, and an indescribable sense of eeriness instantly gripped them.
Clearly, Hiruko, the combat puppet Sasori used for concealment, had been completely destroyed in the fierce explosion just now, its fragments scattered everywhere. Sasori's "true body" was once again exposed before everyone.
However, perhaps due to the impact of the explosion, the clothing on his upper body had been completely destroyed, revealing the "body" underneath… That… was fundamentally not a human body.
Although it maintained a human outline and appearance, the skin presented an unnatural texture, similar to a special coating.
Even more chilling was that at various joints of his body, precise mechanical structures and rotating shafts were clearly visible! And in the very center of his chest, there was an eerie cylindrical indentation.
"This guy…!" Deidara gasped, his face filled with disbelief, "He… he actually transformed himself into a human puppet?!!!"
Even Deidara, who pursued "instant art" and habitually used explosions, felt a shiver of cold dread run up his spine at the sight of this non-human transformation of his own body.
But at the same time, Sasori's previous obsessive declaration about "eternal beauty without decay is art" echoed in his mind again. Besides that physiological revulsion, an irrepressible trace of… admiration? also arose in Deidara's heart.
"Leave the battlefield to me next," Shisui said calmly, stepping forward, his gaze like a torch locking onto the Third Kazekage puppet that Sasori had just re-summoned. "I have some things I need to ask this guy personally."
Sasori's voice carried extreme impatience and icy killing intent. "I am completely fed up with you guys… Also, do you think you alone are confident enough to face me? How arrogant. And, I don't intend to answer any of your questions."
Just as Sasori once again raised his hand, preparing to manipulate the Third Kazekage puppet to launch a new round of fierce attacks—
Shisui's scarlet Sharingan suddenly changed! The original three-tomoe pattern rapidly spun, twisted, and deformed, finally transforming into a more complex, shuriken-shaped pattern imbued with ominous power—the Mangekyo Sharingan!
The moment Sasori saw these eyes, his Alwaysmaintained indifferent emotions were finally broken, revealing a look of horror! As a descendant of the Sunagakure high-level, the knowledge he had learned had heard of the power these eyes represented!
"Amaterasu."
Sizzle—!
Without any warning, jet-black flames, like ink, suddenly ignited out of thin air on Sasori's incredibly precious Third Kazekage human puppet!
These flames emitted an ominous aura, and… they could not be extinguished!
That's right, Shisui had re-transplanted the Mangekyo Sharingan. After enduring painful struggles and choices, he ultimately chose to use the eyes of the person… who had disappointed him immensely, yet whom he could never truly hate.
Uchiha Itachi… no, now she should be called Uchiha Yuzu.
He could not hate the sins she committed, so Shisui believed he also had no right to use Fugaku and Mikoto's Mangekyo Sharingan. He presented his answer to Menma,
He would use Yuzu's eyes to complete the path to peace. In this way, he would make a disguised atonement for the sins Yuzu committed.
The reason he didn't use this dangerous ocular jutsu at first was precisely because of Amaterasu's characteristic—these black flames would never extinguish until they burned the target to ashes.
And Sasori's various actions, especially killing a Kage of a village and turning him into a puppet to be manipulated at will, even if Shisui was not a Sunagakure Ninja, he believed that a Kage's remains and dignity should not suffer such defilement and destruction again.
"What?! What kind of flames are these?!" Sasori discovered in horror that no matter how he tried, he couldn't extinguish these black flames that clung like a persistent illness! The Third Kazekage puppet struggled in vain in the flames. He quickly activated a mechanism in a scroll on his back, attempting to spray precisely controlled water from the pipes in his palms through Chakra conduction to extinguish the fire—to no avail! He tried to cover it with sand—still ineffective!
Seeing that the terrifying black flames were about to burn back to him along the Chakra threads, Sasori made a decisive move, abruptly cutting off all Chakra threads connected to the Third Kazekage puppet! He could only watch helplessly as his proudest trump card, his strongest collection, gradually twisted, deformed, and finally turned into a pile of ashes in the silently burning black flames!
A pang of heartache swept over Sasori.
Shisui looked at Sasori, whose face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water, and spoke again.
"Give up resisting, you are absolutely no match for me."
He slowly asked, his gaze seeming to penetrate the twisted heart beneath the puppet's shell. "Now, I only ask you one question—Sasori of the Red Sand, having come this far, do you still have a chance to turn back?"
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