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Chapter 100 - Chapter 100 : Uncle Snake: I have the will but not the courage

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"It's your turn next."

Sasori believed victory was already his. He could hardly wait to turn the two before him into his next human puppets.

But Orochimaru only smiled, lips curling with sinister charm.

"You're celebrating too early."

"This is far from over."

The fragments of paper in the air began to gather and reassemble in front of Sasori, forming the body of the reanimated Third Kazekage once more.

"What?!" Sasori's calm expression wavered, though he tried to hide the shock in his heart.

Orochimaru, watching his reaction, felt immensely satisfied.

"This too... is a form of immortality."

"An undying body, even in death."

He even had the nerve to chuckle.

Itachi, watching from beside him, internally confirmed once again: Orochimaru's twisted sense of humor really was just a way to irritate others for his own amusement.

Such awful taste.

"Immortality? Don't be ridiculous!"

At that moment, Sasori felt as though Orochimaru had completely invalidated his life's work.

True eternal art could only be achieved through puppets—what was this grotesque reanimation? A perversion. A shortcut.

"Satetsu Shigure!"

Enraged, Sasori launched another barrage. He controlled his puppet to gather iron sand spikes and fire them at the Third Kazekage.

The Kazekage lifted his arm to defend using iron sand—but suddenly, his body stiffened. Some unseen force restrained him, making him struggle against it internally.

The iron sand spikes pierced through him, yet no blood flowed. No pain. Just the unnatural silence of a corpse brought back from the dead.

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and manipulated the Kazekage's body further, redirecting the iron sand back toward Sasori.

The Sand Iron Puppet once again summoned an iron wall to block the incoming attack.

Suddenly, a barrage of paper shuriken rained down from above, accompanied by a chain of deafening explosions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thick smoke engulfed the area as Konan detonated the attack, shredding the Third Kazekage's body into pieces once again.

But within moments, his form reconstituted itself. The corpse stood where it had been—unscathed.

Konan gritted her teeth.

"Damn it. He really can't be killed. Is there no limit to this resurrection?"

Orochimaru raised his hand, and the Third Kazekage began molding the iron sand into two massive constructs—a spinning tetrahedral iron spear and a towering cylinder above.

Eyeing his opponents with glee, Orochimaru muttered almost wistfully.

"After I kill you... I'll revive you the same way."

"Though what I want most..." He turned to glance at Itachi beside him. "
is your body."

Itachi's stomach turned. A visible twitch ran through him, and three tomoe instantly spun to life in his eyes.

"Just kidding, just kidding," Orochimaru chuckled lightly.

Then he turned back to Konan and Sasori, waving mockingly.

"Become my pawns forever."

At his gesture, the Third Kazekage trembled, then turned to face Sasori with stiff, jerking movements—anger contorting his undead features.

"What a joke!"

"I am the Third Kazekage!"

"How could I become someone else's pawn?!"

His body began to unravel, slowly scattering into paper-like fragments, and the two giant masses of iron sand above began to fall apart, crumbling to the ground.

Orochimaru clicked his tongue.

"Tch. Is there a flaw in this technique
?"

Itachi couldn't help but smirk.

After all that dramatic buildup, your pawn broke free. Serves you right for running your mouth.

Seeing this reversal, both Sasori and Konan lit up.

Sasori immediately commanded his puppet forward in a direct charge.

Damn you, Orochimaru! You dare insult puppetry—true eternal art!

Let's see how your pathetic forbidden jutsu stacks up against my ultimate puppets!

Konan, too, began shaping her chakra-infused paper, condensing them into razor-sharp spears with compressed density.

"Satetsu Shigure!"

"Shikigami Dance!"

Iron sand fused with the paper spears to increase their weight and piercing power, and they fired toward Orochimaru and Itachi in a deadly barrage.

Itachi frowned.

This wasn't going to be easy. He had just seen firsthand the penetrating force of Magnetic Release.

He glanced toward Orochimaru, who remained strangely confident.

While the wound on his thumb had yet to close, Orochimaru bit down on it again, drew blood, then performed rapid hand seals before slamming his palm to the ground.

"Summoning Jutsu: Triple Rashomon!"

Three massive demonic gates—red, green, and blue—erupted from the earth in front of them.

"Boom! Boom! Bang!"

The paper spears laced with iron sand pierced through the first and second Rashomon gates but lost all momentum by the time they reached the third.

Seeing this, Konan immediately triggered the explosive tags hidden within the paper.

"BOOM!"

The force of the explosion rocked the battlefield. The massive blue gate trembled, its metal bolts groaning. The shockwave rang through the air, loud enough to make everyone's ears ache—everyone except Sasori.

Why not Sasori?

Because he'd transformed himself into a human puppet—he no longer had nerves to feel pain.

Sweat trickled down Orochimaru's face in thin streams.

The earlier battle with Itachi had consumed a huge portion of his chakra. Now, using Impure World Reincarnation and Triple Rashomon in succession had drained him even further.

Only about a fifth of his chakra remained, and his soul was still reeling from Itachi's earlier genjutsu attack.

Seeing his state, Itachi calmly stepped forward.

"That's enough. Leave the rest to me."

"If you die here, I'll have a hard time explaining it to Uchiha Hikaru."

That's right—this was all for Hikaru's sake.

My foolish little brother
 if you dare slack off and don't become top of the class at the Academy, I swear I'll beat the lesson into your rear myself...

Orochimaru felt something stir in his chest.

Warmth.

How long had it been
 since he'd felt something like this?

The bond between comrades... since leaving Konoha, it had been so long.

I wonder how Jiraiya and Tsunade are doing now...

Itachi's Sharingan spun faster. The three tomoe rotated, then slowly connected, reshaping into something new—something greater.

The Mangekyƍ Sharingan.

Orochimaru's heart surged with a thrill.

That wasn't the standard Sharingan anymore...

Could it be
 the legendary Mangekyƍ Sharingan?!

His tongue flicked from the side of his mouth as saliva gathered. His eyes gleamed with unrestrained greed.

Incredible


But then he remembered the last time. He couldn't even withstand a genjutsu from the regular three-tomoe Sharingan.

What chance did he stand against the Mangekyƍ?

If Itachi even so much as looked at him with it now, he'd probably fall to his knees, begging not to die.

And yet—it was Itachi protecting him now.

He couldn't steal that body.

But perhaps
 observing it from this close
 witnessing its true power firsthand...

That alone would be valuable.

Practical data


After all, since the founding of Konoha, the only known wielder of the Mangekyƍ Sharingan besides Itachi
 was the legendary Shura of the Shinobi World—

Uchiha Madara.

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