Mocking Demi-God

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The Land of Lightning's coast was lined with the soldiers of the First Division, their spirits high yet their expressions determined. Each of them held their respective weapons, their senses heightened as they awaited the impending clash with the enemy. Captain Darui surveyed his troops, his brow slightly furrowed with concern.

Soon the enemy forces arrived. An army of 20,000 Zetsu emerged from the depths of the ocean, their monstrous figures casting eerie shadows across the coast. Among them, the ghostly flicker of Edo Tensei shinobi added an ominous layer to the already intimidating force.

Yet, unknown to the enemy, the First Division had been graced with a sliver of good fortune. Kinkaku and Ginkaku, the infamous terror twins of the Cloud, would not make their dreaded appearance on the battlefield. Their powerful reserve of the Kyubi's chakra had drawn them back to be absorbed into Gedo Mazo, an unexpected turn of events that favored the First Division. Moreover, Asuma, who was still very much alive, wouldn't cause chaos, and Koushin had already sealed Kakuzu, the man with five hearts. However, this crucial information was only known to Koushin, leaving the soldiers of the First Division happily unaware of the danger they had avoided.

As Darui and his troops prepared themselves for the attack, a sudden bolt of lightning, glowing with a unique violet hue, tore through the sky. The lightning struck the Zetsu army with immense force, as if it were a divine punishment, creating a powerful explosion fueled by the Thunderfire's distinctive power.

The sheer magnitude of the attack wiped out thousands of Zetsu soldiers, turning them into nothing more than ashes swallowed by the ocean waves. The sky glowed bright with blue and purple sparks, a celestial display that earned gasps of awe from the observing shinobi.

"Thunderfire!" a voice echoed from the ranks of the First Division, their faces lit up with surprise and admiration. The resounding call was picked up by other shinobi, their voices meshing into a unified cheer that echoed across the coast.

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Koushin passed overhead like a shooting star, his swift motion blurring his form into an indistinguishable beam of light. As he soared, his sharp gaze assessed the battlefield. 'Meh, easy enough for them to handle.'

Below, Darui watched Koushin's fleeting figure with wide eyes, a flicker of awe in his gaze. "That's our captain for you," he murmured, a small grin tugging at his lips. The sight of Koushin's powerful attack was a reminder of the strength they possessed.

Indeed, Koushin's grand display of power had not only decimated a significant portion of the Zetsu army but had also served as a potent morale booster for his own troops. The sight of the Thunderfire, the symbol of their leader's prowess, had rekindled their fighting spirit, reinforcing their resolve for the battle ahead.

As Koushin beamed towards the Land of Hot Water, the setting of his arrival was painted with scenes of battle. Smoke, screams, and the resonating clash of steel against steel blanketed the area. This was the battlefield of Mifune's Fifth Division, a fusion of shinobi and samurai, and part of Shino's Surprise Attack Division.

Hanzo the Salamander, an infamous figure whose reputation was known far and wide, was leading the enemy forces. His poison was renowned to be deadly, seeping through the smallest of wounds to bring down the mightiest of foes.

Shino was in his Chimera form.  He soared through the sky, his butterfly wings fluttering energetically against the backdrop of chaos. His unique biology granted him immunity to Hanzo's lethal poison, a fortunate occurrence in a battlefield fraught with danger.

A sudden rush of wind signified the landing of a newcomer on the battlefield. With a whirl of light, Koushin appeared, his face adorned with a sly, knowing grin as his eyes fell on the resurrected corpse perched atop the salamander. Hanzo's presence did not faze him; instead, it seemed to be exactly what he had been anticipating.

Koushin chuckled as he mused, "Lucky for these two divisions that Chiyo was still alive and not part of the Edo Tensei. Kimimaro, well, he met his end at my hands, and his soul was freed as he died to protect Orochimaru's honor, all thanks to my tauntings. Hence, the battlefield is less crowded, giving them a fighting chance."

His eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint, Koushin observed the resurrected corpse standing on a salamander, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Extremely lucky for them indeed. But they won't be the only ones benefiting today," he said to himself.

Descending gracefully to the ground, Koushin fixated his gaze on the formidable figure before him. "Ah, Hanzo, the so-called Demi-God. Quite full of yourself, aren't you?" he taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Giving yourself legendary titles like you're some kind of big shot. I must say, it's amusing."

Hanzo, the legendary leader of the Hidden Rain Village, regarded Koushin with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. "Who are you to mock me?" he demanded, his tone imperious.

Koushin's grin widened, his eyes glimmering with audacity. "Oh, just a passing storm that's about to rain on your parade," he retorted playfully. "But enough about me. Let's talk about you and your reign as a 'Demi-God.' I wonder, do you really believe you're invincible?"

Hanzo's expression turned stern, his pride clearly stung by Koushin's words. "I have earned my title through strength and leadership," he proclaimed.

"Sorry to break it to you, Hanzo, but you're dead. You've been for a long time," Koushin said, his tone shifting from light-hearted to a poignant sincerity that weighed heavily in the air between them. The grin remained on his face, but his eyes held a somber truth.

Hanzo stiffened, his pride bruised by Koushin's words. His eyes hardened, his features twisted in a grimace of irritation.

"If you were really that awesome," Koushin continued, pacing in front of Hanzo, hands casually tucked into his pockets. "You wouldn't die at the hands of a teenager. Well, he did have a legendary Rinnegan, so it's not entirely fair, but still."

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