บท 274: Chapter 275 : Yin Yang seal?
"After I return this time, I must teach those **** Cloud Ninja a good lesson. Raikage doesn't grasp the rules well, which caused such a big mess, and those two thieves Ginkaku and Kinkaku…"
Mitokado Homura continued to rant as they traveled, his arrogant demeanor causing Koharu to furrow her eyebrows in annoyance, secretly spitting in disdain.
Torifu Akimichi simply trudged along, burying his head in the road, ignoring the conversation.
Sarutobi Hiruzen looked back anxiously, leaving a cryptic sign on a nearby tree.
"The Land of Demons lies ahead. For the sake of this peace negotiation, all our people have been withdrawn. It's like…"
Danzo's eyes darkened as he spoke with meaning, "A leopard cannot change its spots. We must never let our guard down with other countries and villages."
"..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen glanced at Danzo, unsure whether to speak, then sighed and lowered his head.
...
"Hum, ha... cough!"
Tobirama wiped the blood from his mouth, swaying as he stood.
His armor was cracked and scarred, a testament to the fierce battle he had endured.
Tobirama had never been so close to death, never been so thoroughly beaten. At this moment, he was nearly spent.
"This is your trump card?" Tobirama grimaced in pain as he observed the blackened wound on his chest, exposing bone beneath. He then turned his gaze to the equally battered foes opposite him.
"Hu-hu-!"
The chakra of the nine-tails had dimmed on Ginkaku and Kinkaku, their expressions weary but still bearing traces of ferocity.
At this moment, Tobirama seemed to hold the upper hand. The two hadn't managed to kill Tobirama during the beast's transformation, but they were struggling to keep up the fight.
Their skin reddened, a consequence of tapping into the power of the nine-tails.
Despite their lineage tracing back to the Sage of Six Path, their recovery was hindered by Tobirama's exceptional physical prowess.
Both felt drained, every fiber of their being aflame with pain, their grip on their weapons trembling.
Their combined assault moments ago had failed to finish Tobirama, but he bore a wound dripping blood from his abdomen.
The trio stood exhausted, the surroundings bearing the scars of their battle.
"Damn, those **** in Incheon... why haven't our reinforcements arrived yet, it's been too long!" Ginkaku gritted his teeth, eyes burning with fury, influenced by the Nine Tails' chakra.
"Tobirama, today is your end."
The silence around them was eerie. Even with fear of the aftermath of their clash, the Cloud Ninja should have intervened by now. A dozen of them could easily overpower Tobirama.
Doubt turned to worry, worry to anxiety, and anxiety to anger. Ginkaku glanced at the pale Kinkaku, then raised his seven-star sword once more, charging at Tobirama.
"Watch the blade!"
Tobirama met Ginkaku's charge with a solemn gaze.
"I didn't expect it to come to this..." Tobirama sensed the ominous aura enveloping them, the silence foreboding.
"I can't die here yet, I have to go back!" Tobirama muttered to himself, determination burning in his eyes.
He hadn't prepared a will or chosen a successor to the Hokage position because Tobirama hadn't anticipated his death at this moment. He underestimated the combined strength of Ginkaku and Kinkaku and had entered the battle in less than optimal condition, making the fight exceedingly challenging.
However, there might still be a chance.
Tobirama cast a steely gaze at Ginkaku standing before him and Kinkaku, barely clinging to life against a tree trunk, a hint of cold determination gleaming in his eyes.
"Haven't you always longed to hunt me down like hyenas?" Tobirama's voice was steady as he hurled a kunai with lightning speed. Ginkaku dodged hastily, but Tobirama wasn't finished. With a swift motion, he thrust the kunai forward with all his might, uttering a low incantation.
"Flying Thunder God Slash!"
Devoid of the protective cloak of Nine-Tails chakra, Tobirama struck like he had against Uchiha Izuna, aiming for a fatal blow.
"Pfft—!"
Blood spurted as Tobirama was struck by Ginkaku and collapsed to the ground, his expression a mix of confusion, horror, and disbelief.
"How can this be? Why did my Flying Thunder God fail?!"
Struggling to rise, Tobirama narrowly evaded Ginkaku's pursuit.
For the first time, the situation had spiraled out of his control.
"Flying Thunder God!"
Tobirama's nerves were taut as he attempted the technique again, but to no avail; instead, a sense of irony washed over him.
"How can this be? My body...!"
Tobirama felt a throbbing pain in his chest wound, his chakra disrupted as if sealed by an unknown force.
Flying Thunder God didn't require an excessive amount of chakra, but it demanded spatial awareness. Yet under the interference of this strange power, Tobirama found himself unable to teleport to the coordinates he had marked.
Stuck in place, Tobirama felt a surge of panic akin to a fish out of water flooding his senses.
"Haha, hahaha! Tobirama, where do you think you're going?"
Mockingly, Ginkaku picked up Tobirama's discarded kunai and snapped it in half.
"Do you really think it's that easy for us brothers to collaborate? If we can't counter your ninjutsu, how could we hope to defeat you?"
Uncharacteristically, Ginkaku appeared slightly weakened. He extended his left hand, a faint yellow glow emanating from it.
The ambiance was sweltering, yet comforting, an elusive warmth that seemed etched into memory.
Simultaneously, Kinkaku extended his right hand, a chilling and somber aura emanating from the palm of his hand.
"To unleash this technique, we must ignite the essence within us, sacrificing a decade of life. Consider it an honor to meet your end by its hand!"
"This...this is...!"
The collision of scorching sunlight and ominous darkness intertwined, sealing Tobirama's fate.
"Surprising. The lineage of the Sage of Six Path is indeed extraordinary."
With a swift thrust, Takeshi dispatched a Cloud Ninja, who collapsed into a pool of blood, panic still lingering in their eyes.
Twenty or thirty Cloud Ninja lay strewn across the ground, victims of Takeshi's preemptive measures to avert plot complications.
"Yet, their numbers are lacking."
Takeshi surveyed the horizon. "After such a prolonged pursuit, there should be hundreds of Cloud Ninja in pursuit, yet only a handful have followed. And despite Tobirama's demise...
It appears there's unrest among the Cloud Ninja once more. Could C be on the move?"
Takeshi's gaze returned to the unfolding battlefield, where the skirmish neared its climax.
Step by step, Ginkaku advanced with the Seven-Star Sword, Tobirama's countenance turning pallid, tinged with fear.
"Is this the fabled Yin-Yang Seal? Sacrificing a decade to harness the bloodline's potential, employing the feeble Yin-Yang Release to contain Tobirama's might...
Yet, this power... feels insufficient.
The cost hardly seems justifiable. These two have fought valiantly. Were it not for their counter to Tobirama's Flying Thunder God, they might never have had the opportunity to unleash it."
A predatory glint flickered in Takeshi's left eye, hungering for dominance.
"The Yin-Yang Release, once wielded by the Sage of Six Path, may only survive through the descendants of Hagaromo, if at all. This bloodline may now reside solely in history's annals."
With Kusanagi in hand, Takeshi approached the battlefield, his grin widening.
"Heroes typically arrive last, don't they? Seems like a villainous trope..."
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