Red sand dust

On a windless night, the bright moonlight shines on the ground, and Awaji Village is dotted on the golden beach. When viewed from the sky, it looks like an irregular hexagon. Deep in the neat artificial forest in the southwest, it is protected by the wood escape jungle. Uchiha Obito in the middle looked at Daimaru suspended in mid-air, guarded by seven or eight puppets, looking down at himself and Zetsu from a high position.

"What a quick reaction. Even if I have the upper hand, I am not willing to take risks. I put my own safety first..."

It didn't last long, but after the fierce and fierce battle, Uchiha Obito kicked slightly to rest, feeling regretful that he missed a hit.

In mid-air, Daimaru, who silently absorbed the natural energy absorbed by the "puppet assistant" into his body and prepared to activate the immortal mode, casually sent a signal to the people below, asking his subordinates to execute the planned plan.

The sand ninjas who came forward in a chaotic manner looked at the powerful Daimaru in the sky like a man in the moon descending to earth. They knew that their leader was fine, so they began to set up the barrier under the command of Leman and several cadres.

"Are you going to be passive and not help?"

The elderly puppet masters who were not very clear about the situation were eager to give it a try. It had been a long time since they had encountered an incident that directly impacted the Suna ninja camp. Even if it was not the main village of Sunagakure, but just a subsidiary village, it was still a serious provocation.

Leman said confidently:

"Entering the rhythm of Commander Daimaru, he has become invincible. Compared with the assistance of combat power, assistance is more useful..."

For masters who are strong enough to a certain level, there is no longer much use in using cannon fodder to fill their lives; few people in the ninja world can defeat the big pill that flies into the sky. Ordinary ninjas who are not strong enough can use their organizational advantages to seize the opportunity to surround and kill the enemy. , is the right choice.

"All right!"

Even if they don't obey the old man, the puppet masters who have some bloody courage also know that it is not the time to show off their talents. This is Daimaru's territory, and there is nothing wrong with following the arrangements.

Seeing the rising momentum of Daimaru in the sky, knowing that the enemy is also a master who can make Daimaru fight for his life in secret, it is not the time to act recklessly.

As the barrier began to activate, waves of chakra detection waves spread in all directions. Zetsu, who sensed the movement, suggested:

"Is it time to go?"

The Secret Technique of Time and Space and Divine Power is not omnipotent, and Bai Jue's Mayfly Technique is even more severely restricted. Being targeted is no joke.

"Try the power of Immortal Mode. If you can suppress one or two, you can also convince him to cooperate with us..."

In Uchiha Obito's view, the exchange of interests is a good thing for both parties, but it is just a cognitive bias that leads to inability to negotiate terms.

A few minutes later, a mighty force was released to the surroundings, then quickly converged and returned to Daiwan's body. His whole body was wrapped in light golden energy. Most of his deep-socketed eyes and elongated hair turned into blood red. His light blue robe followed the energy. The neon clothes are dancing.

"Such a ninjutsu..."

Looking eagerly at Daimaru, whose sense of threat was much higher, Uchiha Obito murmured to himself,

"If I had such power, could I go further?"

Glancing at his partner beside him, Jue sighed:

"Your talent is the Mangekyo Sharingan. The Uchiha family's physique and immortal magic are somewhat incompatible..."

Except for the reincarnation of Indra, who has unlimited potential to break the shackles, there are no Uchiha people who have inherited the body of a sage. There are very few talents with outstanding chakra volume, and they cannot even meet the entry requirements for sage mode practice.

A genius like Madara Uchiha who is so powerful that he can even transplant Senju Hashirama's cells without incident is not something that ordinary people can learn.

"That guy's talent is actually not that great. He only succeeded in practicing it by relying on his superb puppetry skills..."

No, it doesn't mean that he knows nothing. Without those magical auxiliary puppets to share the pressure, it might not be so easy for Daimaru to activate the sage mode.

"You want to practice puppetry? Unfortunately, the Red Sand Scorpion is dead. If you want to learn, you can only go to the sand ninja. Ordinary puppet masters are of no use. Daimaru, who truly masters the secrets of immortal magic, will not even speak to you. Chance……"

Fight Uchiha Obito's delusions without mercy.

"I don't know how to do puppetry. There are a lot of Bai Jue clones..."

"Then you made the wrong idea..."

Jue shrugged and said slowly,

"Those clones do not have the ability to perceive and absorb the natural energy of the outside world, and this road is cut off from the source! Not only them, for me, the immortal method is more difficult to master than Yin Yang Escape..."

In the final analysis, neither White Zetsu nor Black Zetsu are complete beings. The source of their power is the Ten-Tails. Their abilities are all inherited from the Ten-Tails or sacrifices.

"Uchiha Madara's servant and spiritual clone..."

Uchiha Obito, who did not understand the truth, still regarded White Zetsu and Black Zetsu as the monitors placed by Uchiha Madara.

"Your master is dead, and you can't be free. Is it even difficult to practice alone to improve your strength..."

"You're right to think so..."

I admitted it generously,

"In the final analysis, we are just tools, not complete lives..."

"Let's talk about the immortal mode thing later. The most important thing now is to get Deidara back!"

Uchiha Obito, who has not completely given up, still has not given up on his original goal.

"It's best if you think so, but..."

Zetsu, who had a little bad feeling in his heart, said,

"The other party has no intention of negotiating with you at all. They directly use their strongest combat power. It seems that they want to give you some color..."

"It doesn't matter, no matter how strong the immortal mode is, if you can't break the barrier of space, you can't hurt me..."

Not only does he have the power of both offense and defense, but he also has the family secret technique Izanagi to save his life. Obito Uchiha really can't think of how the opponent can hurt him.

"Don't be too arrogant, Obito, there are too many magical ninjutsu in this world..."

The well-informed Jue kindly reminded her, but unfortunately her companion didn't take it seriously.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Daimaru calmly took a few blood-stained wooden escape fragments from a puppet's hands, looking at the two people below with a malicious smile on his face.

"Sorry, the preparation time is a bit long. Next, it's time to witness the miracle..."

After biting his index finger, he drew a triangular talisman for Daiwan and began to form seals. The speed was not fast, as if there was some kind of force hindering Daiwan's movements.

Half a minute later, Daimaru, who finally finished, pressed his hand on the floating formation pattern and used the psychic technique.

Immediately afterwards, the triangle blood talisman array was seen emitting a bright silver light, and a puppet with no facial features appeared in the middle. It swallowed the bloody wooden escape fragments. The faceless puppet suddenly turned into a human with Uchiha. The soil looks somewhat similar.