CHAPTER 72
"Hahahaha! Pakura! Well done!"
"Bring him to me immediately!"
Rasa's voice echoed wildly across the battlefield.
Amidst the clashes of gold dust and giant fists, his laughter sounded especially harsh.
He had changed his mind.
Originally, he only wanted Pakura to kill Sarutobi Sosuke directly.
But now, he realized this situation was even better than expected.
A corpse would at most provoke one burst of fury from the enemy.
But a living captive was far more useful than a dead man.
A living Konoha commander-in-chief.
A living direct descendant of the Sarutobi Clan.
He would use Sarutobi Sosuke to threaten the Konoha shinobi.
Force them to hesitate.
Force them to hold back.
What could destroy enemy morale more thoroughly than capturing their commander alive?
And besides, would Konoha shinobi really stand by and watch the clansman of the Third Hokage get executed before their eyes?
No.
They would desperately rush forward to save him.
And then—
One after another, they would throw away their lives.
The corners of Rasa's mouth curled upward while a cruel light flashed through his eyes.
Within the ruins of the camp.
Pakura's fireball paused slightly.
She did not immediately drag the man away and instead rapidly swept her gaze across the surroundings.
Five Konoha shinobi were charging toward her from different directions, clearly attempting a rescue.
Pakura let out a cold snort.
Her fingers spread open.
Five Scorch Release fireballs emerged from her palms and floated behind her body.
Waves of terrifying heat spread outward.
The nearby Konoha shinobi trying to approach were all forced backward.
Pakura then grabbed Sarutobi Sosuke's left arm, the one already grazed by her Scorch Release.
That arm had already become utterly miserable.
From the shoulder down to the elbow, the skin was scorched black and cracked apart like burned tree bark.
The muscles had completely shriveled and tightly clung to the bones.
The entire arm was several times thinner than a normal human arm.
The moment Pakura grabbed it, Sarutobi Sosuke convulsed in pain.
A miserable scream escaped from his mouth.
"Ahhhh! Let go! Let go of me!!"
Pakura ignored him entirely.
She forcibly dragged him toward Rasa's direction.
"How dare you!!!"
Choza's furious roar suddenly exploded across the battlefield.
He directly abandoned his clash with Rasa.
With a violent swing of both arms, he blasted apart the gold dust obstructing him.
His massive body abruptly changed direction and charged toward Pakura.
Choza did not want to save Sarutobi Sosuke either.
That coward.
That bureaucrat.
That bastard who publicly humiliated Might Guy and nearly ruined the entire camp.
Choza wished he could personally strangle him to death.
But in that same instant, he also understood Rasa's true intentions.
Capturing the commander alive to crush Konoha's will to resist.
A captured commander-in-chief, no matter how worthless, would still become a stain on Konoha's reputation.
"I would rather let him die here than allow him to be captured alive!"
The thought exploded within Choza's mind.
He clenched his teeth tightly.
His cheeks swelled outward while veins bulged violently from his forehead down to his neck.
"Human Bullet Tank!!"
Akimichi Choza roared furiously.
His enlarged body curled into itself while Chakra erupted wildly outward.
He hugged his knees tightly and tucked his head inward.
The entire person transformed into a gigantic, high-speed rotating meat tank.
Carrying enough force to crush everything in its path, he charged directly toward Pakura!
Pakura's expression instantly changed.
The five Scorch Release fireballs hovering around her immediately shifted directions.
All of them slammed toward the rapidly approaching Human Bullet Tank.
However, facing those terrifying fireballs capable of killing upon contact, Choza showed absolutely no intention of dodging.
Instead, his rotation speed became even faster.
Clearly, he intended to forcefully break through using his own body.
Seeing this, a cold sneer appeared on Pakura's face.
"Ignorant brute..."
Her Scorch Release fireballs were not ordinary Fire Release techniques.
Trying to crash through them with a physical body?
He would not even understand how he died.
Just as Pakura prepared to watch Choza instantly lose all moisture and transform from a "Human Bullet Tank" into a "Dried Meat Tank"
"Mercy Blade Ultimate Form!!"
A clear yet firm shout suddenly erupted from the chaotic battlefield.
"Buddha's Mercy!!"
Om!!
A gigantic golden Buddha phantom over five meters tall suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
The Buddha pressed its palms together calmly.
Its expression was compassionate.
Its lowered eyelids almost seemed unable to bear witnessing the slaughter unfolding on the battlefield.
Yet it stood directly in the path of Choza's charge.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
All five Scorch Release fireballs slammed directly into the golden Buddha phantom.
The first fireball shattered part of the Buddha's left shoulder into cracks.
The second caused the Buddha's chest to cave inward.
The third spread spiderweb fractures across its right arm.
The fourth split open a deep crack along the Buddha's head.
And the fifth
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Dense shattering sounds rang out together.
The Buddha phantom finally reached its limit and shattered apart alongside the fireballs.
The golden Buddha fragmented into countless golden particles of light that danced through the air.
Then slowly dissipated into nothingness.
At the same time, the five deadly Scorch Release fireballs also exploded apart.
Turning into scattered sparks before rapidly fading away.
Pakura's expression drastically changed.
She immediately recognized that voice.
"That brat!!"
That green brat who escaped from her hands and humiliated her!
"What kind of Ninjutsu is this?!"
But at this moment, she had no time to think any further.
Choza's Human Bullet Tank, although briefly obstructed by the Buddha phantom and slightly slowed down
Still carried terrifying momentum as it charged directly toward her!
Pakura hurriedly dragged Sarutobi Sosuke while attempting to retreat sideways.
However, perhaps because Sarutobi Sosuke's left arm had already been dried out by Scorch Release
Its moisture completely evaporated.
The muscles lost elasticity.
The bones lost toughness.
Or perhaps Pakura had simply used too much force in her panic.
In any case
Rip!!
A horrifying sound of flesh tearing apart suddenly echoed through the battlefield.
Under Pakura's violent pull, Sarutobi Sosuke's charred black left arm was directly torn off at the shoulder!
No blood sprayed outward from the wound.
Only scorched dried muscles and gray-white fragments of bone remained exposed.
Pakura's arm trembled violently.
She froze for an instant while staring at the severed arm still in her hand.
And within that single moment of distraction
Akimichi Choza's Human Bullet Tank had already arrived.
Boom!!!
The gigantic spinning meat tank did not strike Pakura directly.
Instead, it violently smashed into the open ground between Pakura and Sarutobi Sosuke!
The terrifying impact instantly blasted a massive crater into the battlefield.
Mud and shattered rocks exploded outward like a storm.
The smoke and dust instantly engulfed the entire area.
Pakura was forced backward several steps by the shockwave while the severed arm remained in her hand.
Then, from inside the thick smoke and dust
Sarutobi Sosuke's miserable scream erupted once again.
"My arm—!!! AHHHHHHHH—!!!"
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