The purple poisonous fog rolled and billowed, like a living demon, baring its fangs and claws, greedily devouring everything around it. The intense, fishy stench was like a foul odor from the depths of hell, making people want to vomit.
Wherever it passed, plants and trees withered instantly, scorched black, and the ground was corroded into deep pits, emitting a "hissing" sound that made people's scalps tingle and their hearts turn cold.
"Cough, cough..." Several Konoha ninjas who failed to retreat in time were caught in the poisonous fog. Their faces turned purple, and they clutched their throats in agony, their bodies convulsing violently as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at their bone marrow. Their bodies stiffened at a visible rate, their eyes glazing over, until they lost the light of life, falling to the ground as cold corpses.
"Quick! Use Wind Release to blow away the poisonous fog!" A Jonin, his eyes bloodshot, shouted frantically as he rapidly formed hand seals, chakra surging wildly.
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"
A gale roared, forming a huge tornado, but instead of dispersing the poisonous fog, it only made it spread faster, as though the fog clung to everything like a bone-attached maggot.
"Useless," came a low and hoarse voice from the depths of the fog, cruel and mocking. "This old man's poisonous fog is not something your little Wind Release can blow away."
The poisonous fog began to dissipate, revealing a huge, grotesque figure—a giant salamander, ugly and ferocious.
Hanzō of the Salamander, wearing a gas mask and a black robe, holding a massive kusarigama, slowly walked out from the salamander's head, each step radiating oppressive weight. His eyes, hidden behind the mask, gleamed coldly, like a venomous snake. The sickle's chain dragged on the salamander's back, making a "clattering" sound, interwoven with the "hissing" of the corrosive fog—an eerie symphony of death.
"It's Hanzō of the Salamander!" a Konoha ninja exclaimed.
"Everyone, be careful!" another shouted, "His sickle is coated with salamander poison—it's deadly!"
Hanzō of the Salamander, known as the "Demigod" of the Shinobi World, had already surpassed the reach of ordinary ninjas. His poison was particularly terrifying, causing paralysis or even death on contact, leaving no room for underestimation.
"Lady Tsunade, please!" someone begged.
Tsunade's face was grave as she clasped her hands together.
"Slug: Healing Technique!" she commanded.
A tremendous amount of chakra surged, and a massive white slug appeared on the battlefield, its soft light contrasting with the chaos. The slug quickly split into countless smaller slugs, which fell like raindrops, quickly crawling toward the poisoned Konoha ninjas. Green light flickered as the slugs expelled the poison from their bodies, allowing the breath of life to return to the poisoned.
"Tsunade, your medical ninjutsu is impressive," Hanzō's voice returned with a cruel hint of mockery. "But this old man's poison isn't so easily cured."
"Even if you can detoxify some, can you save everyone? In the face of this fog, you Konoha ninjas will all become my prey! None of you will escape."
"Arrogant!" Itoshiki Furukawa's voice cut through the tension. His figure flickered across the battlefield like a shadow, moving with terrifying speed. He appeared behind Hanzō in an instant, gathering his strength and punching forward.
"Steel Fist!" Furukawa shouted as a massive surge of chakra gathered around his fist, compressing the air to its breaking point.
But Hanzō, without even turning his head, waved his kusarigama backhand.
"Clang!"
The kusarigama collided with Itoshiki Furukawa's fist in a deafening metallic clash, sending sparks flying in every direction. Furukawa felt as though he had just struck a mountain. The immense force sent him reeling backward, his body flying through the air involuntarily.
"What incredible strength!" Furukawa thought, his mind racing. Hanzō of the Salamander's power was truly as legendary as they said.
Whoosh! In an instant, Hanzō's figure flickered like a flash of lightning, appearing right in front of Furukawa. With a cold, menacing aura, he swung the kusarigama in a deadly arc. The speed was blinding, and the weapon tore through the air with a shrieking whistle that sent shivers down the spine.
Furukawa barely managed to dodge, but the kusarigama's chain still grazed his arm, leaving a deep, burning wound. The wound turned a sickly purplish-black almost immediately. Poison spread through the injury with terrifying speed, the agony so intense it stole his breath.
"Hiss…" Furukawa gasped, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead. He could feel his strength draining rapidly, his very vitality fading with every passing second.
"Itoshiki!" Tsunade's voice rang out with panic, and she rushed to his side, already forming hand seals to try and neutralize the poison.
"Thank you, Lady Tsunade... I'm fine," Furukawa gritted out, his face pale and his voice weak. He tried to push himself up, but his body refused to obey. "But it seems I can't move at all…"
His limbs were numb, and the chakra in his body felt like it had been frozen in place. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't muster a single burst of energy.
"This is Hanzō's poison. It paralyzes your nerves, preventing chakra flow," Tsunade said grimly. She knew he was effectively out of the fight. The poison was too overpowering.
"Itoshiki, retreat. Let the three of us handle this," Tsunade ordered, her voice firm. She understood that in a battle against Hanzō, even the Jonin would be too vulnerable. It was better for them to focus entirely on the fight and not waste time with futile attempts to help him.
"Damn..." Furukawa clenched his teeth, frustration and anger bubbling within him. He hadn't expected to fall so quickly. Hanzō's poison was a nightmare for taijutsu specialists like him.
"Hehehe, Konoha brat," Hanzō's voice hissed again, tinged with mocking cruelty. "You were strong... but not strong enough. Now, you die."
With a swift movement, Hanzō jumped from the giant salamander's back, his kusarigama raised high, ready to strike down Furukawa.
"Not so fast!" Tsunade's roar pierced the air as she, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya charged forward in unison, stepping in front of Furukawa to shield him.
"Hanzō of the Salamander! You're facing us now!" Tsunade shouted, her fists crackling with chakra as she swung forward with all her might.
Orochimaru's hands were already forming seals, and from his sleeves, a mass of snakes surged out, winding and twisting toward Hanzō like a living, coiling mass.
Jiraiya quickly formed his own seals, flames swirling around his hands. "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!" he bellowed as a massive fireball shot forward, illuminating the battlefield.
Hanzō sneered, his eyes glinting with excitement. "The leaders of the Konoha army, finally getting serious? Let me see if your strength really lives up to the hype!"
The battle between Tsunade, Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Hanzō of the Salamander began, an earth-shattering clash between living legends.
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