Chương 188: Chapter 189 : Shamon Defeated?
Shukaku vanished, disappearing amidst the heavens and the earth, as if his soul had ascended back to heaven.
Yet, the tailed beast would not truly meet its end. Being a fragment of the ten tails and possessing a share of Kaguya Otsutsuki's immortal power, it was destined to reappear again in the desert. Death merely meant a return.
The question lingered: when would it return? It could be a matter of a few years, a dozen years, or even a few decades. Takeshi and Shamon were uncertain.
Moreover, as this was the border area between two nations, Shukaku's rebirth location remained unknown. If captured by Konoha, the Sand Shinobi might have to yield to reclaim their fallen comrade.
Sand Shinobi had become tragic figures. In the annals of the Second Ninja World War, it was doubtful whether they could acquire a new Jinchūriki during the same period!
But what did this have to do with Takeshi? Self-interest was the key, and the fragrance of Shukaku's chakra was truly enticing!
Rolling up the scroll, Takeshi ingested it directly, letting out a satisfied burp before sinking into the ground once more.
Regardless of its current usability, tailed beast chakra was undeniably a treasure, and the more, the better. Additionally, this time, a quasi-kage-level Elder Hyuga had met his demise, elevating Takeshi's prowess in the use of the Byakugan.
In the distance, the ground quivered, and two figures emerged from the sand. Tsushima and Tobirama, having narrowly escaped death, gazed at the massive crater left by Shukaku's demise, beads of sweat forming on their brows, their hearts heavy with an unexplained fear.
"Tobirama! Your men killed One-Tail! I demand your life!"
Shamon, consumed by anger, directed his fury at Tobirama. The Black King Kong, under Magnet Release's control, unleashed a relentless assault. Each strike carried the force to shatter mountains and monuments. Compared to the earth armor giant in its mightiest state, the latter seemed feeble in the face of Shamon's onslaught.
Regrettably, despite Shamon's ferocity, his speed was lacking. Unable to perform other ninjutsu, he couldn't even graze Tobirama's garments.
"I express my sincere condolences for the loss of your Sunagakure, but if you dare provoke a war, you must bear the weight of failure, whether it's you or the Sand Ninja Village."
Tobirama dismissed Shamon's futile efforts with disdain. He cared little for Shukaku's fate; after all, Shukaku was merely "one" among nine Tailed Beast and he would reappear in the future.
"Tobirama, daring to conspire against the tailed beasts in our village is an act violating every country's bottom line! When other villages mourn the loss of Tailed beasts, all will unite against you despicable villains. Remember, those Tailed beasts were initially assigned to by First Hokage Hashirama!"
Shamon, blinded by rage, hurled a heavy accusation, seemingly forgetting the power dynamic and their present condition.
"Hmph, mind your words! Which eye saw my people kill your Sand Jinchūriki? Your sealing technique was too inferior, causing Jinchūriki to go berserk! One word – incompetence!"
The clay figurine retained its ire. Shamon relied on his "turtle shell" to endure before him; he had no grounds for audacity.
In the midst of the heated confrontation between the second-generation Kazekage and Hokage, the air crackled with tension. The disdainful words of the Sand Village leader had sparked Tobirama's fury, yet he maintained a composed exterior, his demeanor unwavering.
"My elder brother merely pitied your weakness and poverty at that time, refraining from engaging with your petty disputes. Had it been me, I would not have been so lenient!"
"You----!!!"
The exchange of words was a battle in itself, a duel that struck at the core without openly revealing vulnerabilities. Yet, who would dare criticize the esteemed elder brother of Tobirama? It was tantamount to courting death.
Tobirama, with a black-hearted nature reminiscent of Uchiha Madara, displayed a level of disdain that disregarded familial connections.
"Ah, how infuriating!"
Shamon's blood surged with intensity, anger threatening to overflow. The colossal metallic puppet under his control trembled violently, as if succumbing to madness.
It was only now that he fully grasped the terror of the second- Hokage. Unable to defeat him physically, he found himself crushed in a verbal skirmish too.
The Hokage of Konoha, truly formidable!
"Hmph! As the First Hokage of Konoha, my elder brother should not be defamed by someone like you. Daring to invade my Land of Fire, even from a distance, you shall face retribution! Do you truly believe I cannot shatter your turtle shell?!"
Tobirama remained resolute and unforgiving. With the situation now decided, he harbored only one goal—to vanquish this "arrogant" second-generation Kazekage, promptly ending the war in the Land of Wind and expelling them from the First Ninja War!
"Water Release: Hard Vortex Water Blade!"
A substantial amount of water release chakra accumulated in Tobirama's palm, surpassing the chakra fluctuations of any previous ninjutsu. The air itself became saturated with humidity as the water compressed in Tobirama's grasp, transforming into a crystalline blue vortex.
"What? You still possess such strength...!"
Before the technique was unleashed, panic gripped Shamon. The sheer aura emanating from Tobirama hinted at an earth-shattering attack, causing doubt to fester within him.
For the first time, Shamon attempted to flee!
"Do not panic, and do not entertain the thought of escape, for you shall find no refuge!"
Tobirama sneered, leaping into the air. The massive water flow shaped into a swirling spear, impaling Shamon ensconced in iron armor below.
"Middle--!"
Before he could complete his sentence, Tobirama materialized directly in front of Shamon. In his terror-stricken gaze, a colossal water jet struck him, forming a swirling column that pierced sky and earth, dragging Shamon within.
Unbeknownst to Shamon, Tobirama had subtly applied the Flying Thunder God technique to the iron armor!
Ten, one hundred, ten thousand streams of water transformed into razor-sharp blades, slashing mercilessly at Shamon's iron-clad exterior. In moments, Shamon was reduced to a chaotic mess.
"Marvelous. As expected of Tobirama, this technique is akin to the Rasenshuriken. Water Release, excelling in quantity, becomes even more potent through compression. The formation of a vortex amplifies cutting power while considering the nature of chakra and its malleable form. Truly impressive!"
Takeshi observed the unfolding spectacle with disbelief. The sheer force of Tobirama's technique, if it connected, promised to reduce him to mere pulp with no hope of revival.
"With equivalent chakra expenditure, this jutsu boasts even greater resilience and power than the Wind Release: Rasenshuriken," Takeshi deduced, sharing his thoughts. "However, its speed lags behind Wind Release, and the attack range is somewhat restricted, necessitating a deliberate approach for both initiation and execution."
Analyzing further, he added, "Yet, for someone like Tobirama, adept in the Flying Thunder God technique, these limitations become inconsequential."
"Shushuashu-!"
The unyielding vortex water blades persistently eroded Shamon's iron armor, rendering him increasingly vulnerable. Under Tobirama's relentless onslaught, the assault proved relentless, unstoppable.
"Don't harbor any illusions about breaching my Magnetic Release defense!" Shamon, while desperately reinforcing his armor, contested Tobirama's overwhelming Water Release.
"Hehehe, Shamon, your struggle is futile. Once this jutsu is unleashed, your Magnetic Release is bound to succumb!" Tobirama taunted.
"Impossible! My kekkei genkai won't yield to your Water Release!" Shamon protested vehemently.
"Can't you comprehend? This isn't an ordinary Water Release."
Tobirama elucidated, "Have you noticed the water growing increasingly turbid?"
"What?!" Shamon exclaimed, realizing the diminishing control over his Magnetic Release and the gradual softening of his armor.
"All this is compressed water, or, in Orochimaru's terms, it has undergone a qualitative transformation," Tobirama explained with a smirk. "It surpasses regular water in power, boasting hundreds of times more penetrative force! Meanwhile, your iron armors are but commonplace iron, chosen for ease of control and mass production. Consequently, they prove incapable of enduring sustained erosion, succumbing to corrosion and oxidation."
"what?!"
Shamon gazed in horror at his now softened and rusting iron armor. Under the relentless assault of Water Release, the colossal Iron Armor manipulated through Magnetic Release teetered on the brink of disintegration.
"Don't wow—!" Shamon exclaimed in terror. "Please, please, don't rust--!"
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