Who was Kazuyama? The Rokudenashi of the ANBU. If he wasn't completely sure of himself, would he really expose his position so suddenly?
Before the surrounding Sunagakure ninja could close in, he vanished with the Flying Thunder God Technique—leaving them stunned.
Mere seconds later, familiar shouting and agonized screams erupted from another direction.
"Konoha Secret Finger Jutsu! One Thousand Years of Death!"
A Sunagakure ninja clutched his wounded backside, his entire body shooting into the air. The next moment, a fireball tore through the battlefield and struck him midair. He crashed to the ground, reduced to a charred corpse.
Standing where the ninja had once been was Kazuyama, grinning wickedly.
"Damn it! It's that brat!"
"Everyone, be careful! That brat can use space-time ninjutsu!"
Chiyo, as the commander-in-chief, kept a sharp eye on the battlefield even while fighting.
Soon, she spotted a face that filled her with fury.
That brat who tricked me last time!
And now, here he was again, causing havoc on the battlefield in the Land of Rivers.
"Heh heh heh… Distracting yourself while fighting me?"
"Many Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!"
Orochimaru seized the moment, sending a dozen serpents lunging toward Chiyo.
With a swift motion of her right hand, a white puppet wielding twin swords appeared in front of her. The blades flashed, slicing the attacking snakes in half.
"The masterpiece of the legendary puppeteer Monzaemon Chikamatsu… the Chikamatsu Collection: Ten Puppets."
"The technique of ten fingers… one puppet to take on a thousand foes… not bad for a jutsu."
A seeker of ultimate knowledge, Orochimaru couldn't help but admire Chiyo's mastery of puppetry.
But admiration didn't slow him down. In the next instant, countless wind blades formed before him and shot toward Chiyo.
Unlike Chiyo, Orochimaru—though the overall commander—now had reinforcements at his side.
With the arrival of the Nara and Yamanaka Clans, he was free to fight without distraction.
He entrusted battlefield coordination to them. After all, the Nara Clan's tactical genius and the Yamanaka Clan's sensory and communication abilities were far more suited for command than he was.
Of course, he also noticed Kazuyama's actions. Googlᴇ search 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽
What surprised him was that his prized disciple had abandoned the Transparent Escape Technique and directly engaged the enemy.
Now, using the mobility of the Flying Thunder God Technique, Kazuyama roamed the battlefield like a ghost. His presence was marked only by the screams of his victims, spreading chaos through the Sunagakure ranks.
"Damn it! That Konoha ninja is too fast!"
"Fast? He can teleport! That's not speed—that's spatial ninjutsu!"
"His moves are terrifying… Is that even ninjutsu?"
For a moment, fear gripped the hearts of Sunagakure's rear echelon.
Every time that figure appeared, one of their own was sent flying.
And in the middle of an open battlefield, where attacks came from all directions, being launched into the air was a death sentence. In mere seconds, they would be torn apart like a pincushion.
[Ding! Detected 50 consecutive One Thousand Years of Death strikes. Special reward: One Thousand Years of Death power increased by 5%. Note: When power reaches 10%, a new characteristic will be activated!]
[Ding! Detected 11% increase in One Thousand Years of Death power. New characteristic activated!]
[Ding! New characteristic: Rotation! Applies stun upon hit.]
Unbeknownst to him, his relentless rampage had already claimed over 40 enemy ninjas.
And now, his One Thousand Years of Death had finally evolved.
But… what the hell is rotation?
Kazuyama was momentarily confused. The system's wording made absolutely no sense.
But this was a battlefield—there was no time to stop and ask questions.
Dodging the rain of shuriken and kunai with the Flying Thunder God Technique, he swiftly formed the Tiger Seal.
Locking onto his next target, he decided to simply test it out.
"Konoha Style! The Ultimate Taijutsu Secret Technique! One Thousand Years of Death!"
As he struck, a sudden surge of chakra welled up in his hand.
It wrapped around his fingers and began spinning violently.
For a split second, he watched in surprise as the swirling chakra enhanced his technique.
"What?! What is this—?!"
The moment the victim was hit, a wave of dizziness overtook him. His body refused to obey, preventing even a proper scream.
Then, as if caught in an unstoppable force, he was launched into the air—spinning uncontrollably.
It wasn't until he was midair that his screams finally erupted.
It hurts! It hurts so much!
A pain that spiraled upward, twisting through his very being.
But his agony was short-lived.
Within seconds, kunai, shuriken, and Lightning Release jutsu riddled his airborne body.
By the time he crashed back down—he was already in a coffin.
"Damn it! Kazuyama, you little brat!"
"You actually added chakra rotation to this jutsu?"
"How did you do that?"
Chōmei was completely transfixed. As a Tailed Beast, his control over chakra was exquisite—after all, the Tailed Beast Ball itself was a product of precise chakra manipulation.
And just now, he had seen it clearly.
A burst of chakra had formed in Kazuyama's hands—then, shockingly, it had started spinning.
But not in a controlled manner. The spin was wild, unstable, and yet, it worked.
Upon impact, the spinning chakra exploded, sending the enemy spiraling uncontrollably into the sky!
It was terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!
Even Kazuyama himself was momentarily stunned.
But the next second, a grin uncontrollably crept onto his face.
It's powerful! It's so damn powerful!
So this is what "rotation" means!
This is the force of a Rasengan fused into the One Thousand Years of Death!
He had wanted to learn Rasengan, but now… it seemed pointless.
One Thousand Years of Death Rasengan!
Konoha's Secret Finger Jutsu: One Thousand Years of Death! The One Thousand Years of Death—Rasengan Version!
Kazuyama burst into laughter amidst the chaos.
A laughter filled with excitement—and madness!
"Damn it! He's still laughing?!"
"How can he do that?! Everyone, go at him together! Kill him!"
His laughter ignited the rage of countless Sunagakure ninjas.
Recklessly, they charged at him.
Ninja swords, machetes, ninjutsu, shuriken—everything came hurtling toward him.
Flying Thunder God Technique!
Kazuyama had already vanished, reappearing on the other side of the battlefield.
But the moment he materialized, another barrage of attacks rained down.
"Damn! This is too much!"
The instant he landed, he was met with another wave of assaults from all directions.
He blinked away three times in succession—each time, the enemy was already waiting at his coordinates.
They had completely locked down his teleportation spots!
Seeing no other choice, he activated the Flying Thunder God Technique once more—this time, retreating back toward his own camp.
However—his attacks had already left Sunagakure's rear lines in absolute chaos.
The final rampage had thrown their entire formation into disarray.
Chiyo observed the battlefield, her expression darkening.
A heavy sigh escaped her lips.
The next second, her voice echoed across the battlefield.
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