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Under the streetlights.
Shimura Danzo emerged, surrounded by his subordinates.
He looked at Sawara Kiri, who was bound by shadow restraints and Sealing Technique formulas, yet still spoke defiantly. A smile couldn't help but appear on his stern face.
"Has the immense pressure made you unable to distinguish between reality and delusion?"
"Although this old man didn't have much expectation for you, seeing this clown-like appearance still makes one want to laugh."
As he spoke, he stopped five meters in front of Sawara Kiri.
. . .
Sawara Kiri, however, remained silent, just quietly looking at him, as if waiting for something.
"Lord Danzo, please be careful."
The loyal Aburame Ryoma, still performing his guard duty today, cautiously reminded him.
"Hmph, no matter!"
Shimura Danzo looked at Sawara Kiri, who was surrounded in the center, his expression disdainful, and immediately exposed his biggest 'secret':
"That technique of yours can only be used three times a day."
"Although that fool Hiruko was useless, as a consumable, he barely completed his mission."
"Now, you are completely bound, with your legs sealed."
"I'm afraid you can't even mobilize a single trace of Chakra, can you?"
He slowly walked towards Sawara Kiri, getting closer and closer.
His single eye, however, stared intently at Sawara Kiri's eyes, which shone like stars, constantly putting pressure on him in this way.
"Well then, Sawara-kun."
Shimura Danzo's voice was low: "Tell me, about the secret of how you suddenly became so powerful..."
Aburame Ryoma focused intently on the young man in front of him, understanding in his heart.
No wonder Lord Danzo had people watching Hiruko's movements these days, and immediately brought his entire team out after he started his actions.
So, he had long set his sights on this young man's body?
However, Sawara Kiri seemed to have seen something and couldn't help but laugh.
Shimura Danzo's brows furrowed.
The next moment, Sawara Kiri's body, which was tightly bound by multiple controls, suddenly moved slightly.
"Screech—"
A harsh sound, like bones rubbing.
Almost as soon as the sound rang out, everyone looked towards the direction of the Sealing Technique array on his legs.
Then, they saw the sealing patterns that were originally tightly wrapped around his feet, like bold lettering drawn on an eraser, suddenly being violently stretched open as if by some huge object, forming a visible membrane.
"Look!"
Aburame Ryoma instinctively shouted.
But when he turned his head, he saw that the Nara Ninja responsible for the shadow restraint was also bewildered.
It wasn't until he looked at the shadow beneath Sawara Kiri's feet that he was stunned.
At Sawara Kiri's heels, the light and shadow between him and the streetlight formed a circle of pitch-black lightless band, completely engulfing the entire direction of his shadow.
The propagation of light also requires time and space. In infinitely divided spatial segments, the speed doesn't matter.
One only needs to block all the light falling around him, and the so-called shadow that can be used for locking naturally ceases to exist.
As for the seals climbing on his feet?
Sawara Kiri looked at the old man opposite him with his azure eyes, his voice filled with doubt:
"When did you get the idea..."
"That those seals could touch me?"
"Crack!"
With just one lift of his foot, the Sealing Technique array, which had been continuously spreading and attaching itself in the infinitely divided space, instantly shattered like a balloon pricked by a needle.
Shimura Danzo was stunned.
The Root Ninja closest to Sawara Kiri also froze for a moment. The quickest among them, seeing this, immediately shouted:
"Protect Lord Danzo!"
Then, with a whoosh, he retreated several meters away, surrounding Danzo.
Unfortunately, Lord Danzo, who was protected in the center, showed no appreciation. He pushed aside a Root member blocking him, and strode forward aggressively, shouting:
"Bluff!"
"His trump cards have all been used up; that was just a dying struggle!"
While Shimura Danzo shouted, he drew a Kunai and thrust it fiercely in Sawara Kiri's direction:
"Evil-born Sawara brat, watch me now—!!!"
However, what met him head-on was a fist imbued with immense power.
Azure pupils, shining like stars.
The fist avoided the tip of the Kunai, aiming for the hand behind it.
Unimaginable, overwhelming power instantly fractured his right wrist, forearm, elbow, and biceps.
"Bang—"
That straightened arm, like a plastic bag suddenly flattened, went from long to short. Pale bone fragments pierced through muscle and skin, revealing pink fractured points and countless ruptures, as if exploded from within by an explosive tag.
Blood splattered.
Even at this instant, Shimura Danzo's nerves hadn't yet managed to transmit the pain from his arm back to his brain.
But his vision, transmitted at the speed of light, had already seen that fist, still moving unchecked, aiming for his chest and abdomen.
However, the thought that arose in his mind was not fear or anger, but astonishment.
Even he had to think twice about openly killing someone in the Village.
This kid actually dared to strike?!
But before that thought could finish in his mind, a hurried pulling force came from behind him.
"Adamantine Staff!"
In this moment of life-and-death crisis, a large hand suddenly extended from the center of the staff behind him, tightly gripping Danzo's body and pulling him to the ground.
"Boom—!"
The sonic boom was deafening.
The cloud-like expanding air current brushed against their faces, causing an unspeakable chill to rise from their skin to the depths of their hearts.
Shimura Danzo lay on the ground, tilting his head to look in the direction of the fist's trajectory that had grazed past him.
He saw that, almost a few centimeters from his feet, the ground and the streetlights were ripped up, plowing a straight path dozens of meters long, even tearing off a shop behind him, leaving a huge hole in the center of its wall.
Even now, his mind was still muddled.
What's going on?
Almost simultaneously, a fully armed Sarutobi Hiruzen, holding the Adamantine Staff, stood in front of Sawara Kiri and Danzo, his expression solemn.
However, as soon as he spoke, it couldn't help but make one laugh:
"Sawara Kiri! How dare you attack a fellow Ninja from the Village on the street!"
"What do you intend to do?!"
Sawara Kiri looked at the dozens of Root Ninja surrounding him, and the additional circle of direct Anbu, then at the Third Hokage in front of him.
Calling a deer a horse, making a premature judgment.
His azure eyes swept across everyone present.
After doing all this, Sawara Kiri finally turned his head, looking at the aggressive Sarutobi Hiruzen in front of him, his tone calm:
"Lord Third."
"I am apprehending rogue Ninja from other Villages, Kakuzu, Hiruko, and others, who are colluding with the Konoha rogue Ninja, Shimura Danzo."
"Please step aside."
Sarutobi Hiruzen was first stunned, seemingly not expecting this kid to be so calm even in this situation.
But the next moment, his expression immediately became composed. The Adamantine Staff, which had returned to its original state, was slightly raised, its tip pointing at the young man in front of him, already adopting a hostile stance, his tone cold:
"Who gave you the authority to declare a fellow Ninja of the Village a rogue Ninja, bypassing the Hokage Building!?
And who gave you the order to apprehend him?
Whose subordinate are you, exactly?"
These huge accusations were enough to bury his small frame.
However, before Sawara Kiri could speak again, a more overbearing and unrestrained voice came from afar.
"I gave him the order; he is my subordinate!"
"Do you have a problem with that?"
Tsunade leaped onto a rooftop, her gaze deliberately avoiding the bloody stains on the ground, standing directly there, looking down at her teacher from above:
"Lord Third."
. . .
Sarutobi Hiruzen was startled by her words.
Tsunade's beautiful face, however, couldn't help but show a hint of sarcastic smile:
"So many people on the entire street witnessed individuals in Anbu uniforms attacking Kiri-kun along with professional assassins."
"Even the weapon is still here."
"You wouldn't even deny something like this, would you?"
As her voice fell, Sarutobi Hiruzen slowly raised his head.
He saw that outside the encirclement of these dozen or so Root and Anbu members, there were even more Ninja—nearly a hundred of them—who had gathered here as quickly as possible, from Tsunade, Hatake Sakumo, and various other Ninja clans and civilian Ninja from nearby.
At this moment, Sawara Kiri's entire body relaxed a bit.
Is this how Shimura Danzo feels?
The feeling of having a backer!
Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression, however, slowly darkened.
Suddenly, he seemed like a victim who had been kept in the dark all along, only now understanding what had happened after hearing these words.
So, he coldly turned his head and looked at Shimura Danzo, who was on the ground behind him, clutching his shoulder, and righteously declared:
"Danzo, what have you done again!!!"
At that instant, everyone's gaze suddenly converged on him.
Only Shimura Danzo, at this moment, looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen with a bewildered expression.
Sawara Kiri's face bore a gentle smile.
There's a clown among us.
But I won't say who.
(Go, Fifth Generation Hokage! Stab his Susano'o!)
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