Capítulo 148: Chapter 149 : Reinforcement
" Fire Release : Blazing Inferno!!"
With Yuto's relentless efforts, the raging flames filled his sight, and the wooden remnants of the Sand Gull puppet turned into charcoal under the intense heat, simultaneously enveloping Ebizō!
"Hmph, was I careless?"
Even so, Ebizō managed to maintain his composure without much panic.
"Did you attack my puppet as I descended? It seems even Konoha's elite chunin cannot be underestimated. Their teamwork is truly commendable.
And with that potent Fire Release technique, that youngster must have mastered a unique method of performing ninjutsu, consuming a significant amount of chakra in a single instance."
Ebizō projected more translucent chakra threads from both hands, then exerted a forceful pull, causing the lizard puppet not to move, yet he propelled himself forward.
"Crack!"
Depressing a specific mechanism, Ebizō entered his puppet, and then a fearsome sea of flames engulfed them.
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"No, the situation on both sides doesn't look promising!"
In the intense battle against Chiyo in the Tsushima area and other Anbu facing Ebizō, Takeshi's mental prowess remained vigilant over the battlefield, and the Byakugan was activated, monitoring movements in all directions.
"Black Snake, it seems the Four Purple Flame Formation might falter. What's our plan?"
Nightingale was already growing anxious. Tsushima and the others were clearly in a tight spot. In this situation, their assassination attempt might have failed. But if they retreated, the barrier would be breached immediately, leaving them no choice but to stave off the onslaught with all their might!
"Well, it looks like I can't be passive this time. Time to kick things up a notch."
Takeshi had nearly exhausted all the exploding tags and traps, yet his own preparations had yet to be triggered.
"However, if I go all out, I might be able to handle either Ebizō or Chiyo, but doing that would leave me surrounded by Sand Shinobi, and it's unlikely to end well."
Takeshi bowed his head and fell silent for a moment, then he raised his head, his gaze filled with resolve and a murderous aura!
"But if I keep shying away from showcasing my strength and avoiding a life-or-death struggle, how can I grow my power and courage and reach the top?!"
Takeshi offered a fierce grin before performing his own ninjutsu!
"Damn, what sort of barrier is this? Why hasn't it crumbled yet?"
The Sand Shinobi outside amassed in greater numbers. The ground was littered with shattered projectiles, and innumerable jutsu continued bombarding the Four Purple Flame Formation unceasingly.
"The third unit, initiate Wind Release!"
The leading ninja, a skilled Sand Shinobi who previously engaged Senju Fumio on the battlefield, despite the chaos, effectively organized the Sand Shinobi.
They formed several lines to take turns bombarding the barrier with jutsu, preventing a massive, simultaneous release of chakra and aiming to break the Four Purple Flame Formation as swiftly as possible.
It was a sharp contrast to the scenario in Konoha's assassination attempt on Sarutobi Hizen, where only four Anbu struggled to break the barrier formation.
However, due to the pandemonium on the battlefield, the Sand Shinobi remained unaware of the mist enveloping their bodies, subtly altering their physical states.
"Sir, the Konoha forces have initiated a large-scale assault!"
A Sand Shinobi, rushing breathlessly, conveyed the urgent news to the commanding Sand Shinobi.
"What? Damn it, Konoha truly seems determined to fight us to the death, aiming to decisively settle the situation."
The Sand Ninjas leader was taken aback, then smirked, "They're presumptuous. We, the Sand Ninjas, have a wealth of exceptional ninjas ready for deployment, and with the upheavals in the Land of Lightning, the Lands of Earth and Water cannot remain apathetic. Yes, this war will bring down the haughty Konoha!"
The commander of the Sand Shinobi briefly glanced at the weakening barrier behind him, "I shall lead our forces and confront Konoha head-on!"
"But, Lord Chiyo..." the messenger, a Sand Shinobi, hesitated.
"Hmph, the assassins dispatched by Konoha are bound to be shattered. Few realize that Lord Ebizō's might surpass even that of his elder sister, Lady Chiyo!"
Before the Sand Shinobi messenger could react, the bandaged Sand Shinobi had vanished, taking away a substantial portion of Sand Shinobi, leaving hundreds behind to persistently dismantle the barrier.
"Oh, it appears Konoha's response was remarkably timely. Could it be Senju Fumio?"
In Takeshi's perception, Sand Shinobi hastened to block the approaching army. No guessing was necessary to recognize that Konoha was intent on resolving matters in one decisive battle.
"Just in time, it seems I possess better odds now!"
Takeshi's seals formed fluidly, the smog infused with medicinal agents persistently spreading.
"The audacious rodents from the Land of Wind dare provoke Konoha and even initiate hostilities. They're digging their own graves! Today, I shall reveal the might of Homura Mitokado!"
On the distant battlefield, Homura Mitokado charged towards the Sand Shinobi camp, escorted by a substantial group of elite ninjas. This plain had witnessed fierce combat for over a month, and tonight, the fiercest clash would transpire.
Homura Mitokado's prowess exceeded that of a Jōnin, though he was the least proficient among Tobirama's disciples, he inherited Tobirama's cunning nature.
Adorned in fine, sturdy armor, mounted atop a ninja beast like a steed, and closely guarded by the center's forces, he projected an air of superiority. Beside him stood Senju Fumio.
Had Takeshi seen him, he would undoubtedly have mercilessly taunted him: resembling a poised stallion, but actually skittish as an old hound!
Thousands of troops amassed on both sides, both sides refusing to delay. There wasn't much dialogue; Homura Mitokado's roar resonated: "Konoha's shinobi, charge onward!"
Senju Fumio led a multitude of ninjas, creating a myriad of shadows as they surged ahead, embracing a battle to the death.
"Sand Shinobi, with me!"
A Sand Shinobi with his visage concealed by bandages led the way, his slender ninja blade cleaving through the stream of Konoha ninjas!
Swords clashed, jutsu interweaved, and the shinobi combat was resplendent, immediately escalating into a white-hot confrontation.
However, while Konoha's ninjas might possess greater power than the Sand Shinobi, their leadership exhibited less resolve, leaving the outcome undecided.
"Cowards!"
Turning her back, Koharu cast a disdainful glance at the still-seated Homura Mitokado on the ninja beast and scorned Fumio before spitting vehemently and departing.
"Are you prepared?"
Takeshi had completed his preparations, and Nightingale maintained her interlocked hand seals. She seemed poised, suggesting ample preparation.
"Ready!"
Nightingale was perspiring, glancing at Takeshi and nodding resolutely.
Takeshi shifted his gaze into the distance. Tsushima seemed to be gaining the upper hand, forcing Chiyo into evasive maneuvers. However, it wouldn't last long. Their resources were dwindling rapidly.
On the other side, the situation was even worse. Ebizō slew an Anbu, leaving the remaining Anbu at a disadvantage. Ebizō appeared unhurried, like a cat toying with a mouse, reserving his energy.
Though the formidable Fire Release had engulfed the lizard puppet, its effects appeared limited, notwithstanding the charred exterior, much to the chagrin of Team Shadow.
This puppet must be his masterpiece, possibly layered with a specialized coating rendering it sturdy and resistant to flames, perhaps even lightning.
"The time has come for the ninja world to witness a performance, though sooner than initially planned... but that's the way it is."
Takeshi's demeanor was solemn yet unwavering. His hands entwined in an intricate pattern, and the purple-red luminescence flickered momentarily in his eyes.
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