Naruto: Eating Kaido's Azure Dragon Devil Fruit-Chapter 268: Two Shinobi vs Dust Release

High above the battlefield, while dealing with Jiraiya, Ōnoki also caught a glimpse of his son’s dire situation of being completely suppressed from the corner of his eye. His heart was filled with both anxiety and fury.

"Useless!"

He cursed inwardly, but more of his rage was directed at that Konoha-nin wearing the Azure Dragon mask.

"Jiraiya, no time to play with you anymore!"

Ōnoki pushed back a Rasengan from Jiraiya, brought his hands together in front of his chest, and a transparent small cube instantly formed between his palms, rapidly expanding.

An enormous and terrifying chakra fluctuation instantly locked onto Jiraiya below.

"Feel despair. Dust Release, Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

The transparent cube shone brightly, carrying a terrifying aura that decomposes and purifies everything, descending directly upon Jiraiya. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Jiraiya’s face changed dramatically in an instant. From that cube, he sensed a lethal threat.

"Damn it!"

Chakra erupted at his feet, and his figure swiftly evaded sideways and backwards.

Buzz.

The beam of Dust Release almost grazed the edge of his clothes, striking a large rock not far behind where he originally stood.

There was no explosion, no loud noise.

That huge rock, along with a small area of ground and vegetation behind it, vanished silently within the light.

As if erased directly from the world by an invisible hand, leaving only a smooth, mirror like, gigantic cross section.

"Hiss."

The Konoha-nin who saw this scene all sucked in a cold breath, their faces drained of color.

"Wh... what a joke. What technique is that?"

"The rock... vanished directly?"

"Is this the Tsuchikage’s power?"

Fear spread like a plague.

"Hmph, you dodge quite fast. Did Sarutobi Hiruzen only teach you how to flee like a rat?"

Ōnoki in the air uttered a disdainful taunt, bringing his hands together again. "Let’s see how long you can keep dodging. Dust Release, Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

Another transparent cube quickly formed, shooting towards Jiraiya once more.

Jiraiya gritted his teeth and evaded at the limit once again.

However, this time Ōnoki’s targeting was calculated to be more cunning.

Jiraiya barely dodged the main beam, but the spreading edge of the aftermath swept over several Konoha-nin who were engaged in combat with Iwagakure shinobi not far behind him.

As the light flashed, the Iwagakure shinobi, as if anticipating it, dodged to the side beforehand. But those few Konoha-nin instantly turned into nothingness, leaving not even a trace.

"No!"

Jiraiya’s eyes widened in rage, immense grief and a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

These were the subordinates he brought.

But he could not protect them.

This power of Dust Release was simply not something physical bodies could withstand head on.

His gaze swept anxiously across the battlefield, seeking a way to break the situation.

First, he saw Sora who was in fierce combat with Kitsuchi.

Their fists and feet clashed, explosions ringing constantly. Although Kitsuchi was suppressed, continuously adding new wounds, relying on his profound chakra and tenacious Earth Release defenses, he was still holding on stubbornly. Moreover, there were several Iwagakure shinobi assisting Kitsuchi around him. It looked difficult to decide the outcome in a short time.

’Sora is already doing his best. It’s already very impressive that he can suppress a Kage level like Kitsuchi alone,’ Jiraiya thought inwardly, not suspecting at all that Sora was slacking.

After all, Kitsuchi’s strength was evident for all to see. Sora being able to suppress Kitsuchi and several Iwagakure shinobi alone, the combat power he was displaying now was already astonishing enough.

Then, the remaining choice was only one.

Jiraiya abruptly turned his head, looking towards that shadowy area at the rear of the battlefield, shouting loudly,

"Orochimaru. How much longer are you planning to watch. If you don’t act now, Konoha’s defense line will be torn apart by this old man!"

From within the shadows, a trace of helplessness and irritation flashed in Orochimaru’s golden vertical pupils.

’That idiot, had to shout it out...’

He really did not want to make a move at this time.

With Sora present, whose strength was growing stronger and more mysterious, it always gave him a feeling of being seen through, which was very uncomfortable.

Moreover, facing Ōnoki who possessed Dust Release, one careless move, even he could capsize in a minor ditch.

But Jiraiya had called his name. As one of Konoha’s commanders, logically and emotionally, he could no longer stand by and do nothing.

Otherwise, if held accountable afterwards, even if the old man favored him, he would have a hard time explaining.

"Heh heh heh... Really good at causing trouble for others, Jiraiya."

A cold laugh sounded. Orochimaru’s figure slid out from the shadows, appearing on the battlefield.

His appearance also caused a commotion.

"It’s Orochimaru sama!"

"Orochimaru of the Sannin!"

"Great. With both sannin here, it will definitely be fine!"

The morale of the Konoha-nin was boosted.

Ōnoki looked at the appearing Orochimaru, feeling much emotion in his heart.

Konoha’s side produced talented shinobi generation after generation. First White Fang, the Sannin, then the Yellow Flash, and now suddenly a Konoha Azure Dragon emerged.

And it was said another genius from the Uchiha clan appeared in the east, not to mention a Nine Tails Jinchūriki who had never shown his face.

Compared to Iwagakure, besides him, there were hardly any helpers who could step onto the stage. Especially the Four Tails Jinchūriki Rōshi, who was increasingly at odds with him, he even felt Rōshi was about to defect.

But what was thought inwardly was one thing. Ōnoki’s mouth still did not relent.

"Oh. Another one. The Sannin of Konoha, are you gathering all today? Pity. Before absolute power, numbers are meaningless."

He formed hand seals again, chakra gathering.

"Dust Release, Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

The transparent cube appeared for the third time.

But this time, a trace of cunning flashed in Ōnoki’s eyes.

The beam shot out, seemingly heading straight for Jiraiya, but its coverage area cleverly encompassed a larger area of Konoha-nin behind him.

"Bad. His target is the troops behind."

Jiraiya instantly understood, his face changing drastically.

If he dodged, at least several dozen Konoha-nin behind him would turn to dust.

"Earth Release, Earth Style Wall!"

Jiraiya slapped the ground with both hands. A rock wall far thicker and taller than an ordinary Earth Style Wall rose from the ground.

But the moment the Dust Release light touched the Earth Style Wall, the rock wall rapidly dissolved, unable to block it in the slightest.

"Orochimaru!"

Jiraiya was extremely anxious, shouting again.

"Annoying!"

Orochimaru spat, his hands forming seals as fast as afterimages.

An extremely powerful, sharp howling gale was spat from Orochimaru’s mouth, accurately impacting the ground at the edge of the beam.

Boom.

The ground was blasted into a deep pit. A large amount of mud were swept up, forming a chaotic barrier. Simultaneously, the generated impact force slightly disturbed the stable chakra field around the Dust Release beam.

It was this slight disturbance that caused the originally straight advancing Dust Release beam to deflect an extremely minute amount.

Buzz.

The destructive light grazed past the edge of that Konoha-nin area, directly erasing a small hill beside it. The Konoha-nin, their souls frightened, collapsed weakly to the ground, having narrowly escaped with their lives.

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