BSI Chapter 538 Times have changed!
Chapter 538 Times have changed!
"Cheer up, everyone!"
Scorpion Sand cleared his somewhat dry throat, his voice sounding slightly ethereal in the wind, "Don't think you're safe just because this desolate desert is safe. Let me tell you, the dangers on the battlefield far exceed your imagination!"
A young Chunin following behind him, his face filled with admiration, chimed in, "Captain, have you witnessed many grand scenes in the Land of Lightning?"
This problem is exactly what Scorpion Sand wanted to solve.
He curled his lip in boredom, then pretended to recall with a profound air: "Large-scale scenes? Hmph, I've seen more than just them. On the battlefield, I've slaughtered countless Cloud Ninja! Those guys relied on their strength and physique, but what happened? They were all manipulated by my puppetry techniques."
The young man paused for a moment, as if he remembered something, and deliberately raised his voice.
"Even that white-haired kid from Konoha, who's recently risen to fame, what's his name again... right, Kakashi Hatake! He can only avoid me!"
"hiss!"
"hiss--"
"As expected of the captain!"
These words immediately drew a murmur of astonishment.
Kakashi Hatake – this name is now known to almost everyone among the new generation of ninjas.
A representative figure of Konoha's Golden Generation, he was already a capable ninja at a young age.
"Captain, I heard... his father, the White Fang of Konoha, is even stronger. Is that true?"
Another subordinate asked curiously, his tone filled with longing for the legend.
"Konoha's White Fang?"
Scorpion Sand scoffed disdainfully and spat out a mouthful of saliva.
"What White Fang? That's an outdated title. I haven't heard of it in years. The current Konoha relies on space-time ninjutsu like Minato Namikaze and Fugaku Uchiha's Mangekyou Sharingan."
"As for that White Fang, he's probably too old to wield a sword anymore and is probably retired somewhere in Konoha. Times have changed, you know? Now it belongs to us young people!"
His words were filled with disdain for the older generation of strong figures and blind confidence in his own generation.
The crushing defeat in the war did not seem to teach him reverence; instead, it fueled his even more extreme pride.
Just then, a ninja at the back of the group, who was on guard duty, suddenly stopped. He rubbed his eyes hard and pointed uncertainly into the distance.
"Captain...look, what...what's that?"
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.
At the juncture of the blood-red setting sun and the pitch-black earth, a solitary figure was walking slowly towards them, braving the wind and sand.
The figure stood alone, appearing unusually out of place against the backdrop of the vast, desolate desert.
The most striking feature was the person's long, white hair, which was still clearly visible even in the dim light!
The sandstorm was fierce, and the distance was vast, making the figures appear blurry and indistinct.
But the moment he saw that signature white hair, Sasori's breath hitched.
Gray hair!
one person!
Come from the Land of Fire!
Countless fragmented pieces of information collided rapidly in his mind, eventually converging into a possibility that made his heart pound.
Scorpion Sand's eyes lit up instantly, a light that only a hunter would have when he has found his long-awaited prey, a mixture of greed and excitement.
He squinted, trying to see more clearly.
Although the sandstorm severely impaired his vision, that figure, that solitary posture, and that striking white hair were so similar to the young man he had glimpsed from afar on the battlefield of the Land of Lightning—Kakashi Hatake!
it's him!
You can't go wrong!
You absolutely can't go wrong!
Sasori's heart was instantly overwhelmed with ecstasy.
Lord Kazekage issued the highest alert order, strictly forbidding any executions.
But who would have thought that a Konoha ninja would actually dare to come over, and all by himself!
This isn't just a provocation, it's a suicide mission!
Yes, that must be it!
The ninjas of Konoha all possess an inexplicable arrogance, especially after their great victory in the naval battle, which made them even more disdainful of others.
This kid named Kakashi probably wants to infiltrate the Land of Wind alone and perform a great service for Konoha, right?
How ridiculously naive!
Sasori's expression turned ferocious. He grinned maliciously, as if he could already see himself carrying Kakashi's head back to the village to receive the Kazekage's reward.
"Hahaha! You've got the road to heaven but not the gate to hell, so you've barged in!"
His laughter sounded particularly jarring in the wind.
"Lord Kazekage's prediction was correct! I never expected that this white-haired brat from Konoha would actually dare to come to our Land of Wind's territory all by himself?!"
He turned around and waved his hand at the restless team members behind him.
"Brothers, our chance has come! Today, let's take him down and present a great gift to Lord Kazekage and to all our compatriots who died in the war!"
He didn't consider why the other party didn't run or hide; he simply attributed it all to the arrogance of the Konoha ninja and their absolute confidence in their own strength.
"Captain! Let's go!"
"Kill him! Avenge our fallen brothers!"
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh————"
The morale of his men was instantly ignited. The humiliation of the defeat in the war and their hatred for Konoha found a perfect outlet at this moment.
"good!"
With a sudden wave of his hand, Scorpion Sand stirred up a cloud of dust, and with the eleven figures behind him, like a pack of hungry wolves that had smelled blood, they rushed at full speed toward the lone white figure in the distance.
"That white-haired brat from Konoha has some nerve!"
As he charged, he shouted sarcastic remarks, trying to break down the other person's psychological defenses with his words.
"You dare to come to our Land of Wind's territory and die all by yourself? Today, I'll show you the terror of Sunagakure!"
Twelve figures cast long shadows on the sand dunes, exuding murderous intent as they charged straight at the enemy.
Hundreds of meters away, on the leeward side of a sand dune.
Danzo Shimura and Kagami Uchiha were witnessing all of this.
"Innocent."
Danzo Shimura uttered two words, a concise and precise assessment.
His face was as cold and hard as iron, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever at the suicidal actions of this group of Sand Ninja.
In Uchiha Kagami's dark eyes, three tomoe slowly rotated, allowing him to see the distant scene clearly.
"Their intelligence is still at an abstract level."
Uchiha Kagami's voice was gentle, yet carried a calm that seemed to understand everything. "They treated Sakumo as their son. This arrogance will cost them their lives."
Danzo didn't reply, but simply placed his hand on the ninja tool pouch at his waist, ready to provide support at any time.
Although he believed that Hatake Sakumo alone was enough to solve the problem, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, a rule that his generation had learned from countless battles.
They watched the twelve Sand Ninja getting closer and closer, observing the foolish and fanatical expressions on their faces.
And I also looked at that white figure that remained standing still.
They seemed completely unaware of the impending danger.
Or perhaps... they simply don't bother to avoid it.
The wind picked up even more.
The swirling yellow sand almost dyed the sky and earth a hazy yellow.