"What kind of poison is this?"
Senju Tobirama watched with his own eyes as the creatures transformed within the new wave of violet-colored poison mist. Some man-eating ants grew at an alarming rate, their fangs becoming jagged and grotesque. Other poisoned creatures also showed signs of atavism, their attacking power multiplying.
If previously the danger came solely from their overwhelming numbers, making them difficult to eliminate—without posing a fatal threat to the Allied Ninja Forces—then things had changed dramatically now. The Allied Forces were about to face their final doom.
"This purple poison doesn't have much effect on the human body. It was always meant to work alongside these creatures from the beginning," Anya answered his question. Ever since the last time Sasori's poison mist had been blocked by Konoha, Sasori had learned from that failure. He studied the insects that Anya secretly brought to him—originally from the Aburame Clan—and together they refined and upgraded their poison techniques, creating this entirely new biological weapon.
Poison was secondary; living creatures were primary.
Unfortunately, the Allied Forces had walked straight into the line of fire.
With his powerful sensory abilities, Senju Tobirama could clearly sense how these creatures had become more resilient—hard-shelled, with razor-sharp fangs, deadly toxins, and astonishing speed. They were, by themselves, a terrifying army.
Tobirama quickly imagined a horrifying future. He tried to reason, "Kid, stop this now. If the Four Red Yang Formation is released, these creatures will spread throughout the Ninja World, creating a catastrophe for the entire world."
Anya suddenly cut in with a different topic, "I heard that the core strength of the Senju Clan comes from love. Now I see it's true—even after death, you still carry great love within you. But me? I'm just the naturally evil child from the Uchiha Clan you spoke of."
Tobirama furrowed his brows and sighed, "Actually, the Uchiha Clan also draws its strength from love. Their love goes even deeper than that of the Senju, surpassing even us. However, once that love is lost, your emotions will experience intense fluctuations. This emotional turmoil produces a unique type of chakra that stimulates the eyes, causing special transformations—that's how the Sharingan is born. Every Uchiha who awakens the Mangekyou carries immense emotional pain within. I understand you, but I believe that if you truly want to change the world, it's because you hope for a better future—not its destruction."
"You truly are a former Hokage—your words are persuasive and wise. You know the Uchiha well, but you don't truly understand me," Anya replied quietly, a sense of loneliness in his voice. No one else could understand this feeling. After a brief pause, he said, "Don't worry. As for timing, the Kage from the great nations should be arriving soon. They will handle it. The root of all this lies in the wars they started. It's their responsibility to resolve. If they can't fix it, then I can only say—they deserve it."
The moment he stopped speaking, the crimson barrier that had trapped the Allied Forces began fading away. It flickered once, then vanished completely.
The surviving members of the Allied Forces, who until now had been screaming in terror, witnessed this scene. Their eyes lit up with shocking hope, and they screamed hysterically, "Look everyone! The barrier is gone! Run!"
"Run!"
"Go!"
A gleam of escape was right before their eyes. They didn't care about anything else, bolting toward the horizon with all their might, cursing the fact their parents hadn't given them an extra pair of legs.
"'Leave an opening when encircling an enemy,'" Anya remarked mockingly. "When pushed to the brink, humans will desperately cling to the slightest hope they find, without even having the mental energy to question where that hope originates."
[Magnet Release, Iron Sand Drizzle.]
On the path ahead, waves of iron sand suddenly appeared out of thin air. The hardened sand transformed into countless fine needles suspended in midair. One of the escaping Allied Shinobi Forces soldiers instinctively looked up, the joy of escape instantly vanishing from his face, replaced only by deeper despair. He couldn't help but let out one final roar of defiance: "No!"
Above them, the densely packed iron sand completely locked onto the land below. This technique's massive attack range and prolonged duration, amplified by the power of Sasori's Ryumyaku energy, displayed offensive strength surpassing that of a Kage.
"Go."
From afar, witnessing the scene, Tobirama Senju couldn't help but shut his eyes, sighing inwardly. It's over.
Every Allied ninja was pierced by the iron sand. A few managed to put up defenses, but against this seemingly endless barrage, they could barely last a few seconds. Moreover, after the Four Red Yang Formation was dispelled, it wasn't just the ninja who regained freedom. The toxin-infused poisonous creatures were also released. Guided by the scent of blood, instinctively driven, they eagerly pursued the fleeing targets. With the further spread of the Kekkaijin: Pot of Poison Jutsu, under this triple onslaught, Tobirama couldn't think of any possibility for their survival.
The ground, soaked in poison and blood, turned black-red. The grass completely withered. The surrounding air was filled with a mixture of blood and poisonous gas, and the toxic range continued to expand. The location of the fallen Allied ninja had become a feeding ground for the poisonous creatures. The sound of bones and flesh tearing apart never stopped. Poisonous creatures were even fighting over the corpses. Mutilated body parts were scattered everywhere. The former stronghold at Mount Hakuto had become a living hell, a desolate wasteland.
"Kwaaak... Kwaaak..."
The crows, messengers of the Shinigami, arrived, letting out shrill cries and circling around the clusters of corpses. As purple toxic gas entered their bodies, many crows underwent mutations. Their bodies began growing larger. Their sharp beaks became even sharper. Their terrible cries became even more piercing.
"Not good. We can't let them mutate too, or we're done for," Tobirama realized the immense danger of airborne toxic creatures. Their threat far exceeded that of land-based creatures due to their vast range of movement. Once their behavior became uncontrolled, ominous signs would appear across the world. It would become a catastrophe for all of humanity.
"Kid!" Tobirama called. Seeing that Anya didn't react, he couldn't hold back any longer and prepared to take action.
Just as he was about to activate the Flying Thunder God Technique, everything around him turned pitch black. This darkness contained no light, no warmth—only pure, unadulterated darkness, as if a black hole had severed his sensory perception.
A slightly mischievous voice reached his ears: "Second, my Bringer-of-Darkness Technique isn't too bad, huh?"
The Second froze for a second, then reflexively shouted angrily: "This is my technique! My Bringer-of-Darkness Technique!"
After shouting out, Tobirama immediately realized something was wrong. This was no longer just a simple visual Genjutsu — it contained profound soul energy. Combined with the darkness, it completely blocked all Sensing Ninjutsu, surpassing even the Genjutsu he himself had developed.
"Stay calm. They've already arrived. It's time we pulled out." After saying this, Anya pressed a Sealing Tag onto The Second's body, and the two of them simultaneously vanished into the darkness.
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