Chapter 340: The Desert King’s Arrival
Suddenly, the sand dome that had protected Roran from the combined ninjutsu began to disperse into the air, the sand as if guided by an invisible force, cascading back down to settle beneath each section of the wall.
But this time, the volume of sand had clearly increased. The piled-up dunes now reached halfway up the height of the walls.
For shinobi, such a height made leaping over them even easier.
Yet none of the Kumogakure forces made a move. Because on the western rampart, a tall, earthen-yellow tower of sand had emerged.
At the very top of the tower stood a towering figure, though no one had seen when he appeared.
The Third Raikage narrowed his eyes.
He saw a man, nearly three meters tall by rough estimate, wearing a sand-colored suit. His slicked-back black hair was neatly combed, and a long black coat fluttered behind him in the wind.
Such an enormous physique was something the Third Raikage and the others hadn't just never seen—they'd never even heard of anything like it.
But more than anything else, it was the aura of the man.
He was simply standing there—yet the moment that subtle gaze swept across them, an uncontrollable chill crept into their hearts, and fear involuntarily flickered in their eyes.
Even the Third Raikage tensed up, because he felt an overwhelming sense of unease emanating from the man.