"The Three Generations Raikage?"
Not only was Sasori surprised, Aoyama also muttered. He fought with Morui, so he had a very deep understanding of the power of Hell Assault. The Three Generations Raikage could use Hell Assault to the extreme, so he couldn't help but be careful.
It was not only to guard against Sasori's counterattack, but also to guard against Orochimaru's sneak attack. If he killed Sasori, maybe Orochimaru would attack him again. He couldn't figure out Orochimaru's thoughts now.
"Even if it's the Three Generations Raikage, it's just a dead man, a defective product that can't be a real work of art. Real art is beautiful things that can be passed down to future generations. Only eternal beauty is real art." Scorpion quickly regained his composure and insisted on his own art. There was no fear on his face.
"Sasori, you're about to die, and you still talk so much nonsense." Orochi Maru didn't care. He was also obsessed with the power of immortality, so he somewhat agreed with Sasori's theory. Unfortunately, the two of them had bad tempers, and they had broken up several times when they were partners.
"Go."
Sasori didn't argue with Orochi Maru anymore. His ten fingers moved, and twenty puppets quickly flew out. Each of them was armed with a sword and a sword, bare-handed. Lightning flashed on their swords and fists, and the wind whistled. They surrounded the Three Generations Raikage and Aoyama with murderous aura.
"Immortal Art, Inorganic Reincarnation."
The ground suddenly twisted and changed, and sharp stone pillars grew out, piercing through the puppets that were caught off guard. The stone pillars did not break out of the ground, but were formed by the twisting ground. There were no cracks or scars, as if they were molded into the shape of dough.
This technique was one of the unique Immortal Arts of the Ryuchi Cave. It could give life to inanimate objects and control them. Even if it was only temporary, it was still powerful.
The eight puppets were pierced through. Then, the stone pillar inside the puppets' bodies grew larger and larger, forcibly breaking the sturdy puppets into pieces. Moonlight narrowed her eyes. She pressed her palm down, and the stone pillar immediately shrank back. Aside from the shattered pieces on the ground, there was nothing else that could be seen.
"So strong!"
Looking at the Three Generations Raikage killing the puppets one by one, Sasori quickly found a way. He didn't want to fight the Three Generations Raikage head-on. Instead, he let the puppets float in the air. Although they couldn't fly high, they still surrounded the Three Generations Raikage and slowed him down.
The Three Generations Raikage without intelligence was actually just a puppet. It was not even as flexible as the puppet controlled by Sasori. Once the order was given, it could only rely on the Three Generations Raikage to fight by instinct.
Aoyama didn't have the time to rest either, and Sasori summoned a large number of puppets. On one hand, they were entangled with the Three Generations Raikage, and on the other hand, they were aimed at Aoyama. Dozens of puppets surrounded them again.
"Immortal technique, Ironwind Slaughter."
Once again, Chakra consumed a lot of Immortal Technique to cast Ironwind Slaughter. There were too many puppets, and ordinary Ninjutsu couldn't stop them at all, especially these things were human puppets, puppets that could release Ninjutsu.
The whistling gale wrapped in wind blades and wind swords smashed all the obstacles in front of it. The puppets were stripped of their body parts one by one. The fragments were flying all over the sky, forcing Scorpion to retreat hastily. He hooked his ten fingers and brought back all the puppets. He quickly jumped and dodged. Using the rocks in the desert as cover, the whistling wind blades and wind swords disappeared after smashing five or six huge rocks.
Sasori gloomily looked at the Three Generations Raikage and Aoyama who were chasing after him, and his heart sank. He could see that it was almost impossible to kill Orochi Maru today, and he might even die here.
"Sasori, are you thinking of escaping?" Orochi Maru stepped on a huge snake and rushed over, surrounding Sasori from behind.
"Smelly snake …" Sasori cursed, but he didn't know what to say. The situation had completely changed. Originally, he was here to look for Orochi Maru to give him trouble, but now, the situation had changed, and he was in a dangerous situation.
"Do you really think that I only have this little bit of means? Smelly snake, you are too small, you are looking down on me. "Sasori's handsome face revealed a trace of ruthlessness.
"Ever since I joined Akatsuki, I haven't used it. How long has it been since I last used it?" Sasori stretched out his hand and took off the black robe with red clouds imprinted on it, and it floated to the ground, revealing his mechanical doll-like body.
"It has been around 20 years, it has truly been a long time!" Sasori sighed, then his expression became grim, "It has truly been a long time since I last used … my own body."
Sasori's abdomen was equipped with a steel rope that had been dipped in poison, and the spearhead at the tip of the steel rope was nailed to the ground. Sasori stepped on the steel rope, and a pair of spiral blades extended out from his back. On his left chest, there was a piece of bright red flesh with a big word 'Sasori' written on it. On his back, there was a scroll rack with a total of 4 scrolls locked on it.
"Is this your true appearance? You turned yourself into a puppet. " Orochi Maru clicked his tongue in wonder and sized up Sasori carefully. "Using the body of a puppet to pursue the eternal beauty of immortality, a very beautiful posture."
Orochi Maru wasn't stingy with his praise at all. He praised Sasori's art greatly, and his eyes were filled with incomparable fanaticism. He was filled with enough interest towards any method of immortality.
"However, it is a pity, your immortality is ultimately just a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water. Today, you are destined to fall here." Orochi Maru sighed and smiled rather hypocritically.
"Speak less nonsense, smelly snake." Sasori was too lazy to speak anymore. He pushed out both of his hands, and a rotating cannon barrel extended out from each of his palms. "Inferno Prison Formation."
The cannon barrel in Sasori's palm sprayed out a scorching hot flame, and the cannon barrel continued to rotate, causing the flame to become thinner and thinner. The flame that was shot out directly could easily melt rocks.
Aoyama's speed was very fast, jumping up and down like an ape, dodging the flame that was shot straight at them. Aoyama didn't forcefully resist the flame, because he couldn't resist it at all. This flame was different from ordinary ninjutsu, it was endlessly sprayed out, and even if he used ninjutsu, he could only block it for a moment.
On the other side, Orochi Maru and Kabuto quickly retreated, leaving only the Three Generations Raikage in front of them. The Three Generations Raikage's eyes were dim, and it was clear that his mind had been erased, and he was only following orders instinctively.
In the face of the flame that was shot straight at them, the Three Generations Raikage didn't dodge. He put one of his hands forward, and a layer of shining lightning armor covered his body, forcibly withstanding the high temperature of the flame. The flame washed over the body of the Three Generations Raikage, but it didn't cause any damage, and with one hand supporting the flame, he began to sprint, and the lightning on his right index finger became more and more dazzling.
Sasori's eyes were a bit gloomy. The body of the Three Generations Raikage was too strong, and with the protection of the lightning armor, he couldn't move at all. The flame that could melt steel and rocks couldn't do anything to the Three Generations Raikage. Looking at the Three Generations Raikage approaching, Sasori felt suffocated.
Fortunately, on the other side, Aoyama was forced to retreat, and kept dodging the approaching flame, which made Sasori's mood somewhat comforted.
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