Sunagakure Village
Uchiha Madara's blue Susanoo, looking down on the yellow sands of the world.
Chiyo with her reborn body, controlling the Ten Puppets of Monzaemon, behind her is Sasori's Puppet Show of a Hundred, in the air is Reto controlling endless iron sand.
But even these three, facing Uchiha Madara, felt a deep sense of despair.
Deidara, hidden in the shadows, stuffed clay into the mouth on his chest.
This brilliant art of explosion was Deidara's lifelong pursuit. Sasori had used all the scrolls on his back. Reto was covered in wounds, but Madara's Susanoo was still undamaged.
He was still holding a Gaara who was alive or dead.
"I didn't expect to see you in this world, Reto. You've been quiet in the Pure Land for so long. You're still as useless as ever. Do you also want to dance before me?!"
Uchiha Madara, resurrected with Rinnegan eyes, who can defeat him?
"I've already given up the One-Tail! Are you still pressing on? Aren't you afraid we'll all die together?! Uchiha Madara!" Reto's voice was full of unwillingness.
Madara laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Are you worthy? In this ninja world, who can stand beside me except Hashirama?"
In the desolate desert, Deidara's voice suddenly rang out, "Brother Sasori... goodbye."
His voice carried the determination to die and the last bit of madness.
He had no regrets challenging one of the two gods of the ninja world with his art!
"Art is an explosion!"
"Deidara!!"
Sasori's voice was filled with sobs and respect. This young man who proved his art at the cost of his life was just like him.
"Grandma, go to Konoha, find Swain. I'll buy you time to escape."
Deidara's self-destruction came. Uchiha Madara's blue Susanoo grew a pair of wings on its back, and he crossed two swords in front of his chest.
"Is this the end of art?!
This was the last sound Deidara left in the ninja world. He was not sad or upset, but relieved, a madness to pursue the limit!
Half of the Susanoo was blown to pieces, and Uchiha Madara grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hahahaha! Good! Good dance! Is this your art?! Deidara, I recognize you! Your art will exist in my memory! In Explosion Release, I am willing to call you the strongest!"
Deidara died without a whole body, proving his art with his life.
It was the greatest honor of his life to blow up half of the Susanoo.
Now that the Susanoo was broken, Madara no longer continued. The intact war armor was still bright red, standing in the yellow sand against the wind.
He didn't care about Chiyo's escape, because he was Uchiha Madara.
He didn't care about anyone.
Except for Hashirama.
"Deidara proved his art. As his older brother, how can I lag behind?"
Sasori's voice began to falter, and the pieces of the Puppet Show of a Hundred all over the ground began to gather towards him.
Sasori's chest opened, and the rich Chakra heart, like a magnet, began to absorb.
The already empty scroll shone faintly.
Showing strange runes.
"Eternal art! Never back down!"
The Chakra heart began to dissipate, merging into the fragments of the Puppet Show of a Hundred.
They began to rebuild, began to fly, and at this moment, the endless yellow sand stopped to watch.
Sasori's trump card has never been the bloodline puppets, but now, this forbidden technique of a determined death.
The puppet fragments gathered again, turning into a huge red giant Sasori, taller than the Susanoo, to join the battle.
The cold light of Sasori's tail seemed to be able to pierce Uchiha Madara's body.
Madara just watched him use the forbidden technique, he was enjoying the battle, as he had his whole life.
"Wood Release! Descent of a World of Trees!"
"Fire Release! Dragon Flame Song!"
The miracle of life sprouted in the yellow sand!
Four fire dragon heads ignited the tree world that wrapped the battlefield.
"Sasori, grandpa will challenge God with you today!"
At this point, Reto's voice became smaller and smaller, and his body retreated.
Completely merging with the desert.
Fighting hundreds of battles in yellow sand, wearing golden armor, he won't return until he breaks Roran completely.
Yellow sand and green trees are natural enemies.
The iron sand array issued by Reto with his life, half of it turned into a shell to strengthen Sasori's puppet, and the other half as a capital for invasion, began to fight against the surrounding tree world!
"Hahaha! Courage?! You Sunagakure Village, worthy of my recognition. But that's enough!"
Uchiha took off his shirt, and Hashirama's face was clearly on his chest.
He slammed his hands together and clasped his fists! The face of a Sage appeared on Hashirama's face.
"Sage Art! Wood Release! Wood Dragon Technique!"
In the tree world, a winding green dragon began to coil around Sasori's puppet.
Sasori's tail flashed coldly, touching the Wood Dragon.
The moment they touched, the Wood Dragon fell apart!
Madara's expression did not change, and he clasped his hands together again
"Sage Art! True Several Thousand Hands! Top Transformed Buddha! Feel the glory! This is the Ninjutsu that once defeated me!"
If you can't beat them, join them. Madara can definitely be regarded as the ancestor of the ninja world.
This destructive Ninjutsu, enough to create the Valley of the End, appeared again!
One hand was as big as Sasori's giant puppet, and thousands of hands were released together! The armor on Sasori's body now created his flexibility.
Controlled by Chakra, it lightened his physique and increased his speed.
He dodged in a mess under the continuous blows of the giant hand.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Sasori's voice echoed through Sunagakure Village for the last time...
An hour later, Madara left three hero tombs made of Earth Release in Sunagakure Village.
Wood Release was used to make the stone, and there were no names on the stone.
Holding the One-Tail Shukaku's Jinchuriki Gaara in his hand.
The last ownerless tailed beast was obtained.
White Zetsu can start to increase in value.
"Swain... wait for me, I will repay you for this humiliation without leaving a trace!"
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Chiyo ran wildly, her young and beautiful face with clear tears.
Madara! I must kill you!
Her Chakra was running out, and she ate soldier pills. The soldier pills were overloaded, and she drove her life to maintain her speed without decreasing it at all.
She had to run! Find Swain! Kill Uchiha Madara!
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In Konoha's sacred place, Swain looked at the picture sent back by the crow, his eyes full of admiration.
None of the Akatsuki members were not heroes.
Orochimaru followed behind him, "Lord Swain, why not just take down Madara?"
Swain shook his head disdainfully, "It's not worth it. I need an opponent. When Madara comes to Konoha, I will let him see the generosity of his master.
I will even help him gather the Ten-Tails and become a true Sage. This is my last battle in the ninja world. My long-lost blood seems to be burning for Madara."
Orochimaru looked at the silly tailed beasts sitting around Ootsuki Hagoromo with a wry smile.
You may not know what you are about to face?
Orochimaru had questions in his mind, but he did not dare to ask.
Swain seemed to have changed a lot, but he didn't know what it was.
Only Swain himself knew how much he was looking forward to this battle.
Swain found that after Deidara's death, his heart actually ached a little for once.
That painful Chiyo, deeply marked Swain's heart.
So, he still liked Chiyo?
He wanted to make Madara a Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, let Madara experience the unprecedented Sage power, and then defeat his pride!
Swain had always felt that feelings and love were far away from him, but he didn't expect them to have been buried in his heart.
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