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Two shuriken flew past his arm with pinpoint accuracy.
Although it didn't hit, it still made his arm go numb!
However, the third shuriken, like a ghost, bypassed his instinctive blocking action at an extremely tricky angle.
It was firmly nailed to the joint of the clay bird's wing beneath his feet!
This is not the end!
As the shuriken flew out, Sasuke's left hand had already swiftly pulled several strong steel wires from his ninja tool pouch!
The other end of the wire was clearly connected to the tails of the three shuriken!
He suddenly jerked his wrist!
"Master the shuriken technique!"
The taut steel wire, like a venomous snake with life, instantly drew a strange arc in the air!
The moment the wind shuriken pierced the bird's wing, the steel wire also used the force of that impact.
Like a serpent, it coiled around Deidara's waist and legs, which were slightly sluggish due to the wind pressure affecting his arms!
"what?!"
Deidara was horrified!
He immediately tried to break free.
But Sasuke's wire-wrapping technique was extremely exquisite, tightening instantly and binding him firmly!
At the same time, the shuriken that had pierced the bird's wing also disrupted the bird's balance, causing Deidara to stumble!
"it's over!"
Sasuke's icy voice was like the pronouncement of death! His free right hand was already gathering blinding lightning!
"Chidori-ryu!"
*Sizzle!*
The raging blue electric current was no longer in a dissipated form.
Instead, it surged forward like a torrent bursting its banks, rushing wildly along the strong steel wire connecting the shuriken and Deidara!
How fast the current travels!
In an instant, the distance in space was traversed!
"Uhhhhhhhhh-!!!"
Deidara let out a bloodcurdling scream!
A terrifying electric current instantly coursed through his entire body!
The muscles are spasming and twitching uncontrollably!
It felt as if every cell was being pierced and burned by millions of steel needles!
The excruciating pain was so intense that he couldn't even maintain the hand seal. His hand, which was about to tear open the stitches, instantly stiffened and fell limply to the ground!
The clay bird beneath his feet also lost control and was affected by the electric current.
It lost power instantly and started emitting black smoke.
Along with Deidara, who was trembling like a leaf from being electrocuted, they fell helplessly towards the desert below!
Deidara crashed heavily onto the scorching sand, his body still twitching slightly from the lingering electric current.
He struggled to lift his head, his gray eyes bloodshot from the intense pain and extreme anger.
He stared intently at Sasuke, who was slowly approaching.
"Why...why...do you even...know...this move......"
Deidara's voice was broken and intermittent, filled with resentment and incomprehensible confusion.
He never understood until his death how Sasuke could so accurately predict his final trump card.
And interrupt him in the most restrained way before he can launch an attack.
It's as if he knew all his moves from the very beginning...
Sasuke walked up to Deidara, looking down at him, the cold tip of the Kusanagi sword pointing at Deidara's throat.
There was no ripple in his crimson Sharingan eyes, only the coldness of someone who had completed a mission.
"I told you so,"
Sasuke's voice was eerily calm: "Your art is full of flaws."
"asshole……"
The last glimmer of light in Deidara's eyes went out completely.
Filled with endless humiliation, anger, and despair at the denial of art, his head lolled to the side, and he lost all vitality.
The C0 core in his chest, which had not yet fully opened, dimmed like an extinguished ember.
On the scorching plain, only the howling of the wind and sand remained.
Sasuke slowly sheathed his Kusanagi sword, looking at Deidara's charred corpse, and breathed heavily.
The battle ended quickly, but every step was extremely dangerous and costly.
Just then, in the distance, an extremely dazzling golden-red beam of light suddenly burst through a mountain and pierced the sky!
Immediately following was a deafening roar of destruction and a scorching wave of heat!
Sasuke abruptly turned his head, his Sharingan instantly capturing the earth-shattering scene—
A massive fire tornado, and the mountaintop that had been completely flattened.
"Naruto……"
Sasuke muttered to himself, a complex emotion flashing in his crimson eyes.
That idiot... has finished his fight too.
I just don't know if he... managed to save the person he wanted to save.
The wind on the plains, carrying the smell of gunpowder, blood, and the scorching heat from distant explosions, fluttered Sasuke's black robes.
He stood silently beside Deidara's body, like a bloodstained sword standing amidst the ruins of the battlefield.
Waiting for the return of their companions, and also waiting for the unknown next step.
The distant fiery tornado gradually dissipated, leaving behind only a shocking, enormous scar and a desolate desert.
Chapter 276 Stop howling! That kid isn't dead!
The border of the Kingdom of Wind.
Kakashi, carrying Gaara's body, stood with Granny Chiyo on a sand dune far from the epicenter of the explosion.
Gazing at the deep pit that resembled a scar on the earth, I was filled with an indescribable sense of awe.
Sasuke's figure, like a black lightning bolt, sped from the direction of the plain and landed steadily beside them.
He glanced at Gaara's corpse, then looked at the horrifying explosion marks, his crimson Sharingan flashing slightly.
There were no words, but the question in his eyes was clear.
Naruto slowly walked from the direction of the sinkhole, his face showing exhaustion from the battle and a deep, unyielding sadness.
His steps were somewhat heavy, each step seeming to weigh heavily on his heart.
He was carefully holding something in his hands—
It was a relatively intact puppet head and part of its torso remains, but riddled with cracks and burn marks.
It was part of the incredibly realistic wooden and metal puppet shell that Naruto had shattered when Sasori first revealed his true form.
He walked up to Granny Chiyo and silently handed her the remains.
"I only brought this."
Naruto's voice was hoarse and low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
He looked at Granny Chiyo, his deep blue eyes filled with complex emotions—
There was anger at the scorpion for defiling life, and also a touch of pity for the old man who had lost his loved one.
Granny Chiyo stretched out her withered, wrinkled hand and trembled as she took the cold remains of the puppet.
Her fingertips gently traced the delicate wood grain, broken metal joints, and charred edges of the wreckage.
The cloudy old eyes stared intently at the empty eye sockets of the wreckage, as if they could see through the cold creation.
Seeing that genius boy from back then, nestled at her knees, with short, reddish-brown hair, bright eyes, and a deep curiosity about puppetry...
A suppressed, deeply sorrowful whisper escaped from Chiyo's parched lips.
Tears streamed down her wrinkled face like broken beads, dripping onto the cold wreckage.
She didn't wail, but the silent tears, the trembling shoulders, and the way her back hunched over in an instant were more heartbreaking than any cry.
“That…unfilial grandson…”
Chiyo's voice choked with sobs, filled with the endless sorrow of a parent outliving their child and the deep despair of being powerless to change anything.
She held her grandson's "remains" tightly, as if holding his long-cold, vanished childhood and the family affection he once had.
This belated "reunion," filled with bloodshed and betrayal, is so cruel.
Seeing Granny Chiyo's heartbroken state, Naruto felt even heavier.
He silently turned around, his gaze falling on Kakashi's back and Gaara's lifeless face.
That pale skin, those tightly closed eyes, that stopped breathing…
Like a cold dagger, it pierced his heart again, bringing a suffocating pain.
He staggered to Gaara's side, his legs gave way, and he knelt on the scorching sand.
His trembling hand gently touched Gaara's cold cheek, and the biting chill instantly froze his blood.