Hidden Otsutsuki

"These little spiders are just random things on my part! Don't be too happy, little sister... eh!" The owl under his feet circled in a circle and slowly rose up, and the birds that had been released earlier also gathered around him. Darla's side was suspended with his every move.

"Whether you do it casually or deliberately...my painting can depict your death!" Idu's expression attached to Yakumo's face, and the rather refreshing little girl was at this moment From the beginning, he turned into that murderous monster...

Ido gives her the much-needed power, and he also captures Yakumo's spirit.

"Jie Jie Jie! With such a fragile spirit, let me control the body..." Idu's expression was revealed from the aura around Yakumo, and the thick black mist slowly formed the body with the sharp claws. Teeth's face.

The evil smile is still there.

"What on earth are you..." Her temperament was completely different from that of the little girl just now, and a deep sense of fear arose from the bottom of her heart. Although his hands were still making new explosive clay, there were faint beads of sweat on the backs of his hands. "No matter who you are, my art... can blow you away to a distance that I can't see! Hmm!" With a slight shake of his head, the two-winged birds quickly jumped out, crossing dozens of meters in a few seconds. distance, the chain explosion was also triggered immediately.

"It's all in vain... Humanity, damn it!" With the help of Yakumo's ability, Idu also began to scribble and make changes on the drawing board. For a moment, there were lightning, thunder, and fire in the tree hole. "Your explosion...isn't enough!"

"Hey, do you also know how to use explosions? Do you think... explosions are art? Well! Let me see your art, monster." Deidara stood up on the owl, his legs slightly bent, His hands were in his pockets, and there were some remaining biwings behind him.

These flexible explosive clay products are his best way to make up for the difference in attack time.

"My art... no, this is just my ninjutsu, my illusion. That's not how art is defined! So, I want to destroy what you think of as art." Ido is not as squeamish and willful as Yakumo. , all with a hint of caution in their discussions.

"No, no, no, art is an explosion! Art is a moment of beauty...boom!" Deidara waved his hands childishly, and white clay balls popped out of his palms. "Try this, my art, detonating clay·detonating bomb...hmm!"

With a flick of his wrist, the small white ball was inadvertently thrown towards Yakumo. However, with a wave of his hand, the black mist flew away as if it were an entity. The explosion also occurred in a place where Yakumo could not be affected at all.

"Your explosion... obviously has no effect?" Idu moved away the black mist that belonged to him as if scratching an itch, controlled Yakumo's body, and left colorful marks on the drawing board with his pen.

"Do you want to see... the explosion I created? Jie Jie Jie, humans, it's better to die!" Yakumo's eyes flashed fiercely, and his mouth followed the fangs outside, and the voice came from her throat. The hair came out.

"Hmm? Now do you want to compete with me in art? Okay, come and go! Do you also think that art is the beauty of that moment? There is no one in the entire Iwagakure Village who understands me... I can meet You are really good!" Deidara jumped up happily, rocking back and forth on the owl's back, holding the remaining clay in his hand, with his tongue exposed in the palm of his hand, and chewing quickly with his teeth. White debris splashed out from time to time.

"If you have a fellow ninja, let me show you the strongest ninjutsu I know so far! My explosion... must be something you can't imagine!" The chewing sound only existed in one arm, and the other one has been spit out Finished product. "Detonate clay clone!"

There was another person on the owl's back, and its hovering height suddenly dropped.

"What you are talking about...can't be this crude clone, right? My captain's clone is much more spiritual than this clay doll." Yakumo mocked in a low and hoarse voice, but the hand holding the paintbrush was Don't stop.

"Clay doll? This is also my work of art. It will explode! Two-winged bird, come on!" The remaining bird next to him took the lead, still chewing slowly with the palm of his right hand, and slowly entangled his tongue in it. , a look that is still unfinished. "Hey... hurry up..."

"If it explodes, it is a work of art? So... real art, aren't you talking about a moment?" Idu stopped the movement of his hands, raised his head, and stared at Deidara's face with questioning eyes. eyes.

"Is it...a moment? That's right! Art is an explosion...drink!" Just in front of Idu, Deidara detonated a two-winged bird, and the fire light once again illuminated the entire tree hole, illuminating Dida. La's confident smile, and Idu's terrifying fangs.

"So...these ugly things are not art if they don't explode, right?" Seizing the loophole, Idu no longer suppressed them with strength and directly started psychological warfare.

"No...huh? They are all my works, my works produced for that moment of explosion! They...are all my art..." Deidara was very confident at first, but slowly As he spoke, there was some confusion in his tone.

"But... their existence is not just for a moment?" Idu replaced Yakumo's voice, and asked softly with a slightly bewitching tone.

In this situation, as long as Idu can persuade Deidara and disrupt his own heart, then the battle will be won. Between victory and words, there is no movement of soldiers or soldiers.

"Uh... I didn't say they were art itself, right? It's just... they are all bearers of my art, and they were all created by me! So... they are works of art! It's just that art itself is still an explosion! Drink!" Deidara thought for a few seconds and then came up with a result that satisfied him. He sat down contentedly and glanced at the palm of his right hand from time to time.

Obviously, the ninjutsu that Deidara considered to be a trick was not ready yet, and the two-winged birds that had flown in front of Idu could not detonate yet.

"Oh? Is this your definition of art...and works of art? What if I have an instant explosion and don't need so-called works of art?" Ido began to feel that this Iwagakure child was a bit interesting, and coaxed the child It seemed that a piglet was made on the drawing board, and the entity ran down from the drawing board after inputting chakra.

It's just that a pink piglet has no attraction to boys, and Deidara just sneered at the art in Idu's eyes.

"That's it, huh?" He ruthlessly controlled a two-winged bird to fall rapidly, directly hitting the little pink pig's body. "Drink!" He formed a seal with one hand and used the Escape Chakra as a lure to detonate the bird remotely.

Then the little pink pig was destroyed.

"What have you done to my art...Child, are you so ignorant of appreciation? Jie Jie Jie... That really gives me a good excuse to kill you! I'm offended... Yakumo, lend me your Use genjutsu!" Yakumo's bright yellow genjutsu energy surged up crazily, and some changes occurred in his dantian. The black substance belonging to Ido was completely transformed into genjutsu energy, and was injected into the screen from his hands uncontrollably.

On the drawing board, the tree hole where they are located is depicted. If you add a few strokes at will, as long as Yakumo's chakra is used as support, you can transform this place as you like...

"That's not art... You said you don't use so-called artwork as a carrier! But... isn't the result still the same?" Deidara looked at Idu and smiled softly. Now in his eyes, Idu Du was just a scary-looking little monster. How could he be so careless in his first attack against Deidara? He was immediately looked down upon by a child.

"Little bastard... after all, humans still deserve to die!" Idu yelled, suddenly leaving Yakumo and flashing in front of Deidara, with sparks in his breath.

"What do you want... to do? Well! Okay, let me show you my most beautiful art! C2·Dragon!" He controlled the owl to flash back, leaving behind a dragon three times the size of the owl. The long tail hung on the ground, and the clone quickly jumped on the dragon's head. "Okay, let's let the clone play with you... Monster, I'm going to appreciate my art! I believe... no matter how far away I am, I can still see the art exhibition here!"

After saying that, Deidara waved his hands and left, leaving the entire battlefield to the clone.

"Drink! But... I don't know how long this clone can last? No matter what, art is just an explosion!"

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"You two, search in the opposite direction from us... Yakumo is also a human, she will definitely move! She's just afraid that we went in the opposite direction..." Yu Ling pointed behind him, but he didn't find Maru Xinggu at first. The two clones of Jie turned around and left the team as a matter of course, obediently got into the dense forest, and started looking for each other again.

Yu Ling, on the other hand, was out of sight of Maruboshi-senpai, opening his Sharingan and observing the forest, his brows frowning more and more. "Where on earth will Yakumo be...she has difficulty moving, so she will definitely be waiting for us somewhere..."

I thought about it in my mind, but I didn't expect where Yakumo could hide for so long.

Either it is too easy to be discovered, or it is too easy to be attacked by wild beasts.

"And... I wonder where that bastard monster went? If he caused harm to people... I wouldn't be able to stop him."

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"Tell yourselves... what to do with you two?" Tobirama decided to ask one last time to these two stubborn old donkeys who were unwilling to hand over their power and couldn't bear to die. Even if the patience has been exhausted, everyone is present and things are clearly done for everyone's benefit.

"Since this is already the situation...then kill us! If our death will help the development of Konoha." Koharu suddenly raised his head, as if he was a martyr who suddenly understood his will to die, proudly shouted loudly.

What greeted her was only the shadow of a cold sword.

The knife fell from his hand, blood splattered everywhere.

"In that case, as you wish."