Chapter 342: Art of Explosion

Yellow sand fills the sky, and weathered rocks stand everywhere.

On this day, the Ninja Allied Forces gathered and appeared on the vast battlefield.

The Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki, the Fourth Raikage A, and the Admiral of the Land of Iron Mifune, each led a mass of ninjas pressing forward.

"A strong chakra is sensed ahead!"

With the sensor ninja's alarmed shout, the footsteps of the Ninja Allied Forces stopped.

Visible to the naked eye, ninjas from the Konoha also appeared in the distance but were standing by. Instead, the scene in front of both armies was more captivating.

"Uchiha Yoru!"

In front of the Ninja Allied Forces, a space vortex swirled, and Obito's figure appeared.

As Obito appeared, he single-handedly formed signs, and instantly, a row of coffins emerged from the yellow sandy ground.

Bang, bang, the lids of the coffins fell, kicking up dust, and one after another, fallen powerful ninjas appeared, especially the successive Kage from the Lands of Earth and Lightning.

"Young one, you're quite impressive."

The figure of Uchiha Madara in blood-colored armor faintly appeared on a rock on the Ninja Allied Forces' side. This time, he didn't need to hide his power.

With Rinnegan and Wood Release, he could wreak havoc to his heart's content.

Under the attention of all, one could see the towering rocks hanging with the Daimyo who once held great power in the ninja world, now all pale and filled with fear.

"Ōnoki, what are you dazed for, come and save me!"

The Daimyo of the Land of Earth bellowed in a wretched voice, while the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning trembled, unable to speak. Their bodies were covered with exploding tags, inside and out.

Meanwhile, at the highest point of the rock, the figure of Uchiha Yoru slowly walked out, looking at the Ninja Allied Forces with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Why do you fight? If it's for these Daimyo, then perhaps this war should come to an end."

"I have already won, if you fight for your power and prestige!" At this moment, Uchiha Yoru looked dominantly at the tens of thousands of Ninja Allied Forces.

"Then these Daimyo can give you power and prestige. Once I, Uchiha Yoru, unify the ninja world, I will grant you even more power, and ninjas will replace the Daimyo as the rulers of this world."

Under this bold declaration, never before had such discourse appeared in the ninja world for thousands of years. To overthrow the Daimyo and make ninjas, who were considered mere tools, the masters of this world was a wild dream. But now, it was being voiced by this man.

Gulp!

Someone nervously swallowed, trembling as they looked at Uchiha Yoru's figure in the distance, murmuring, "Ninjas replacing Daimyo, is it really possible?"

"Tools becoming the master!"

Such a direct expression of his will to revolutionize shook the cognition of countless ninjas in the ninja world.

Ninjas are tools, this is almost universally acknowledged, and even the ninjas themselves consider themselves as such, trained from ninja schools to be tools.

But Uchiha Yoru's emergence was to overturn all this, telling them that ninjas could turn over and become the masters.

"Young one, are you serious?"

Uchiha Madara looked at the daimyo covered in explosive tags and couldn't help but show a trace of admiration for their audacity, even more arrogant than he once was.

"Serious?"

Looking at Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Yoru smiled mockingly, "A ninja possessing the mighty power to change the world is reduced to a mere tool in these people's hands."

"And what are these so-called daimyo? Lineage? If we are talking about lineage, then as descendants of the Sage of Six Paths, the Uchiha should be the sole rulers of this world."

Looking at the Ninja Allied Forces, Uchiha Yoru spread his arms mockingly: "These fat pigs are not only covered with explosive tags but also have many stuffed in their bellies. Now, I give you a choice."

"If you still wish to be tools for these daimyo, obedient dogs, then go ahead and save your masters. Don't worry! I won't make a move."

"Similarly! If you have any pride left, and want your descendants to be free, to let ninjas rule this world, then ignore these fat pigs."

At this point, Uchiha Yoru's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Three minutes! The explosive tags will detonate in three minutes. If you're dissatisfied with the rule of these daimyo, you don't have to do anything; the explosive tags will eradicate the so-called daimyo regime."

With a slight wave of his hand, a wind blade spun past, and in an instant, a row of hundreds of ropes snapped.

Bang, bang, bang~

The daimyo fell clumsily, but at this moment, they were too terrified to move, instead looking fearfully at Uchiha Yoru.

From his vantage point, Uchiha Yoru looked down at the daimyo and mocked, "Don't worry, I won't lay a finger on you. You are safe, but the explosive tags inside you only have three minutes left."

"If you want to live, find your tools. Sealing jutsu can seal the explosive tags and save your lives."

Looking at Uchiha Yoru's mocking gaze, many daimyo panicked, and some even cried out in terror: "Is what you said true!"

Today, they had experienced the darkest time of their lives, falling from the clouds into the mire, leaving them with only fear.

Faced with these fearful and resentful gazes, Uchiha Yoru only had a disdainful smile, mere ants, never worthy of his attention.

"Run!"

One of the smaller daimyo, seeing this scene, gritted his teeth and roared, spreading his legs and running towards the Ninja Allied Forces.

Where there's one, there's more, especially seeing that Uchiha Yoru hadn't made a move, they all began to stir.

"Wait for me."

"Damn it, what are you standing there for, come and save me!"

A comical scene unfolded on the battlefield as a group of daimyo, dressed in extravagant and cumbersome attire, frantically ran towards the direction of the Ninja Allied Forces, each looking utterly disheveled.

At the same time, many daimyo, upon seeing the Ninja Allied Forces, cursed furiously, blaming the ninjas for merely watching their embarrassing retreat instead of coming to their rescue.

On the other side, Uchiha Madara watched this scene unfold with an amused smile, simply crossing his arms and looking on indifferently at the dramatic scene.

The Konoha ninjas looked on coldly and mockingly, as the daimyo had long been overthrown in their eyes.

Amidst the tumult of the Ninja Allied Forces, there were still ninjas who had come from the daimyo's households, heavily brainwashed, not caring about the rest.

"Quick, save the daimyo!"

However, as some tried desperately to save them, other ninjas covertly intercepted these rescuers without making a sound.

"Be careful, it's a trick, don't be rash!"

"Damn it, these are the daimyo!"

"I know, but this is war; without orders from the Allied Forces' commander, no one is allowed to act rashly."

At this moment, all pressure was on the commander of the Ninja Allied Forces, the Fourth Raikage A, who was incredibly frustrated, never having anticipated the immense pressure of being the Allied Forces' commander.

"Raikage, give us your orders!"

The crafty Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki feigned passion, eagerly awaiting his command.

At this moment, countless eyes were upon him, some hoping for his consent, others not.

Human desires are never satisfied; if they hadn't thought about it before, then so be it. However, the harsh reality had been laid bare; the Konoha had already diminished the status of the daimyo, and now they were made to look like villains.

They just needed a reason; regardless of the outcome of the war, at least the status of the ninjas would greatly elevate.

The temptation of power is deadly.

"Raikage!"

Mifune, the Admiral from the Land of Iron, was firmly in the save-the-daimyo camp, but he saw the ambition in many ninjas' eyes; replacing the daimyo would significantly elevate the ninjas' status.

The Fourth Raikage was sweating profusely, having never felt such pressure before. However, as the figures of the daimyo approached, especially upon seeing the dark skin of the Land of Lightning's daimyo.

"Damn it, Raikage, are you trying to rebel? Come and save me now!"

"Damn it!" Initially hesitant, the Fourth Raikage A was suddenly provoked and, filled with sudden rage, shouted, "All ninjas be careful, there's deceit involved, don't be fooled."

"Damn Raikage!"

"Raikage, you are too presumptuous!"

As the Fourth Raikage, A, commander of the Ninja Allied Forces, issued his orders, it immediately infuriated many of the ninja who were protective of their Daimyo, leading to some unrest within the Allied Forces.

"Lord, your subordinate is here to rescue you."

"Be careful, my lord, here I come..."

One by one, ninjas, samurai, and onmyoji resolutely broke from their formation and ran towards their respective Daimyo.

The Daimyo have been around for thousands of years, and there is a certain reason for that, otherwise, they would have been overthrown by the ninjas long ago.

"No, it's an illusion!"

Suddenly, the Fourth Raikage came to his senses, his face showing shock, while the Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki exclaimed in surprise: "Raikage, you were just under the influence of an illusion."

Well done, old fox, not only pretending to be dumb but also shifting the blame entirely to the illusion.

"Hehe, the Sharingan may have hypnotic powers, but Fourth Raikage, you seem quite taken by it."

Under the mocking smile of Uchiha Yoru, it doesn't matter to them who shifts the blame, because history is written by the victors.

"Save me quickly!"

However, a scene that angered countless ninjas occurred on the battlefield.

The hypnotic power of the Sharingan, all the knowledgeable ninjas understood, it's just amplifying the desires in people's hearts, not complete control.

"Damn it, you useless bunch, quickly remove the exploding tags from me."

"Quick, if you can't save me, I will make sure someone kills you, I will give your daughter and wife to others to torment!"

"What are you doing, why haven't the exploding tags been removed yet, useless! Useless!"

"Damn it..."

These ninjas, samurai, and onmyoji, desperate and sweating profusely, rushed to rescue their Daimyo. However, due to the complex setup of the exploding tags, they were all confused.

But these Daimyo didn't care about these complications; under the fear of death, many of them broke down.

Madly screaming and cursing, threatening, seducing with various tactics, all for one thing—to survive.

"Save me quickly, you ninjas have all sorts of strange ninjutsu, come and substitute for me, get me out of here, rest assured, once I'm out, I'll take good care of your family..."

"Hurry up~"

The ugliness of humanity was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, and many Daimyo in despair crazily ran into the midst of the allied forces, screaming at the top of their lungs.

"What are you all dazed for, quickly remove the exploding tags from me!"

Only to see that the exploding tags on these Daimyo were all linked together by steel wires into one piece, impossible to take off, with even a thread pulling from the corner of the mouth to the stomach.

Anyone thinking of using Water Release to extinguish the exploding tags should not even dream of it.

In a complex detonation seal setup, it was a real test for the ninjas' skills.

"Calm down! Lord, take a deep breath and leave the rest to me."

Indeed, among the Daimyos' men were elites; once one started, others followed suit.

Elites stood sweating yet composed in front of their Daimyo, holding sharp kunai to probe for the threads connected to the detonation seals, seeking the key to disarm them, as a single mistake could trigger the seals.

"What about sealing techniques? Didn't Uchiha Yoru say they would work?"

Some Daimyos, on the verge of breaking down, cried out, while one ninja somberly replied, "Lord, sealing techniques are indeed powerful, but with detonation seals connected inside the Daimyo to the outside world, it's impossible to seal them all while keeping the person alive."

In other words, to save the Daimyo, they had to find and sever the crucial threads connecting the internal and external detonation seals, allowing them to then seal the external ones.

"Hurry up!"

A Daimyo roared furiously, and a highly tense ninja's hand trembled, fear in his eyes.

He hadn't trembled; a pebble had hit his arm! But in the next moment, a massive explosion obliterated all evidence.

Blood rained down as the Daimyo exploded from within, and the combined force of numerous detonation seals killed the elite Jonin in the blast.

"No! Save me!"

After one explosion came another, one Daimyo, terrified and panicking, desperately clutched at his subordinate, inadvertently causing another detonation.

Boom! "Stay calm; all you need is to stay calm."

Some Daimyos remained calm, trying to soothe their subordinates, knowing their lives and future status depended on them.

Despite many being clever, they couldn't withstand the relentless explosions.

"No! This is wrong; these aren't detonation seals! They're clay bombs!"

A perceptive ninja noticed the real problem, and at that moment, a white clay bird flew in the sky, with the blond Deidara excitedly laughing, "Art is an explosion, ahaha."

"These Daimyos harbor my art, and your time is almost up."

"Deidara!" The Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, seeing the figure in the sky, roared in anger.

If only Deidara had been wiser, Ōnoki wouldn't have to suffer at his age.

"Haha, old man, this is my art."

"The most honorable Daimyos, combined with my perfect art of explosion, haha~"

Deidara laughed excitedly, knowing this explosion would be remembered by every ninja and perhaps even be celebrated for centuries.

The history of the ninja world, once ruled by Daimyos, would vanish under Deidara's explosive art, a perfect end.