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But what Sasori didn’t realize was that the black fla devouring his body wasn’t so Fire Style technique or kekkei genkai—it was a unique ocular jutsu of the Mangekyō Sharingan that could incinerate anything in existence.
Even water and mud would catch fire.
The mont the Water Style jutsu touched the flas, the black fire leapt along the stream, crawling up Sasori’s arms.
Sasori stared, stunned.
It was over. His entire puppet body was engulfed in the fla.
But this was Sasori—a man who had turned himself into a puppet and showed no hesitation in cutting ties, even with his own humanity.
He analyzed the situation instantly and made a ruthless decision.
I don’t need this body anymore!
With zero hesitation, he yanked a puppet soldier up from below and slamd his regeneration core into its heart.
His original puppet body, now disconnected from its chakra threads, plumted and crashed into a cluster of puppets below—igniting them in a cascade of black fla.
Boom!
Suddenly, what had once been a sea of puppets turned into a roaring inferno, shifting the darkness in Orochimaru and Itachi’s view into a new abyss of smoke and fire.
High in the air, Sasori manipulated his new puppet body, eyes gleaming with twisted pride.
"Since this black fla can’t be extinguished... let’s see how you handle it now!"
At this mont, Sasori felt brilliant. This was countering the enemy with their own jutsu!
Using the opponent’s power against them—wasn’t that a kind of genius?
Ahem, never mind that—he was getting carried away.
Seeing Sasori’s successful escape, Konan sighed in relief.
It seed she wouldn’t need to activate her Paper Person of God Technique after all.
She, too, had witnessed the terror of that black fla—and the ground below was packed with explosive tags.
If the black fire touched even one, the whole field would go up in flas.
With that thought, she turned and flew away without hesitation, taking Sasori with her to avoid being caught in the imminent blast.
After all, to ensure absolute lethality against Orochimaru and Itachi, she had used a massive dose of explosive tags from the start.
Orochimaru watched as the sky turned black with fla, and unease crept into his expression. His gaze flicked toward Itachi.
"This... this is your jutsu. Surely you have a counterasure."
A faint, cold smile curled on Itachi’s lips.
"Don’t worry. Leave it to ."
As he spoke, his chakra surged, and his Mangekyō Sharingan spun with renewed ferocity.
The skeletal Susanoo behind him began to transform. Veins and muscle wove over the bones, forming the upper half of a giant armored warrior. A massive shield erged in its hand, and an orange gourd appeared at its waist.
Susanoo lifted the Yata Mirror overhead, blocking the incoming puppet still wreathed in Amaterasu flas.
Then, Itachi pulled a sealing scroll from his waist and began forming hand seals.
"Ninja Art: Fire Sealing thod."
A powerful suction force pulled the black fla into the scroll.
As Amaterasu was absorbed, Itachi tucked the scroll back into his ninja pouch without hesitation.
From the mont he awakened this ocular power, he’d considered how best to use it.
He and his father had once spent the entire night discussing it—how to refine, preserve, and maximize the potential of Amaterasu.
But neither had co up with a satisfying answer.
So, they turned to Uchiha Hikaru.
Hikaru, as always, had ideas.
He imdiately recalled how Jiraiya once used scrolls to trap natural fire.
His suggestion?
"Let the black flas burn freely when you activate them. Then seal them into a scroll using the Fire Sealing thod. That way, you’ll have a renewable strategic resource.
When the sealed Amaterasu runs low, unleash it to feed a new blaze, and seal it again. One use of pupil power—unlimited value."
Itachi and Fugaku were stunned.
Their approach had been far too shallow.
They even discussed the idea of binding Amaterasu to their weapons to expand the kill zone.
Thank god they’d asked Hikaru.
Otherwise, who knows how much potential they would’ve wasted?
Orochimaru watched Itachi seal away the black fire and felt his worldview crumble a little.
I know the Fire Sealing thod too, he thought. Why didn’t I ever think to do that?
This was a completely unknown type of jutsu. As soone obsessed with mastering every technique, he should’ve jumped at the chance to study it.
From the bloody tears in Itachi’s right eye, Orochimaru could tell it was a high-level Mangekyō Sharingan ability—only usable through the right eye, and clearly taxing.
But now that Itachi had sealed it himself, Orochimaru was too embarrassed to ask for a sample.
Maybe he could ask later... when they got back to the village.
At that mont, the puppet consud by black fla dropped from the sky—and landed right on top of the field of explosive tags.
Instantly, the detonating tags within a 100-ter radius began going off in sequence like a trail of dominoes.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—
Konan and Sasori heard the blasts behind them and turned mid-flight.
The explosion was blinding. White-hot flashes erupted from the earth as tag after tag detonated.
Konan felt her stress lt into satisfaction.
Explosive tags really are amazing, she thought.
She’d have to ask Nagato to let Tendo Pain go visit Kakuzu and demand more funding.
There were only a few core Akatsuki mbers anyway. Why hoard the budget?
"Give it all to ," she thought. "Let turn it all into explosive tags. I’ll achieve greatness with them!"
Sasori, watching the inferno, felt a new appreciation for Konan’s so-called art.
What dazzling fireworks. What brutal beauty.
Perhaps explosions had artistic rit after all.
He made a ntal note: Find a way to incorporate detonation into my Eternal Puppet Art.
The beauty of eternity... fused with fleeting destruction.
I’m a genius, he thought. An artistic genius!
But most importantly, the bastard snake who had mocked his puppets—and that arrogant Konoha brat—were finally dead.
Even though he no longer had a real body, Sasori felt real joy.
Of course, he still had a spare torso at the Akatsuki base, so the cost of today’s battle wasn’t that big a deal.
anwhile—at the explosion site...
Itachi had used Susanoo to shield the blast, while Orochimaru dug escape tunnels with Earth Style ninjutsu.
Together, they slipped away from the blast zone without making a sound.
Orochimaru even took the ti to return to his underground lab and gather all his rare experintal materials.
The detonations raged for over two minutes.
When Konan and Sasori finally returned to inspect the area, all that remained were scattered puppet fragnts.
Sasori clenched his jaw and suppressed his grief as he collected the remains back into his scroll.
They’re... still repairable, he told himself.
I guess I won’t be taking on missions for the next six months. I’ll be stuck in the base doing repairs the whole ti...
Then, they both noticed sothing strange.
A wide hole—about a ter across—dug clean into the earth.
Konan blinked, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Sasori stared for a long mont—then burst out, unable to hold it in anymore.
At that very mont, Itachi and Orochimaru were already a full kiloter away, sprinting across the desert at full speed.
Orochimaru’s face wore a wild, unrestrained smile.
It was the kind of expression that made you wonder just how happy he really was.
"Give a ride~" he purred.
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