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Chapter 93 Crimson Raven, A Formidable Unfamiliar Enemy

C3·Number 18, a winged clay doll containing destructive chakra, is falling towards the frozen forest.

"Idiot..." Blood trickled from Zabuza's lips. "Didn't I tell you to run?"

Bai didn't say anything; he just wanted to accompany the person who was most important to him on his final journey.

In the distance, Kisame gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"What a madman... Deidara even blows up his own people."

Everything seemed to be set in stone.

Deidara stood on the back of a giant clay bird high in the sky, a sickly smile on his face.

"Cheers! Tremble! This is my ultimate art! Mmm!"

However, just as the C3 doll was less than two hundred meters from the ground, and the destructive light was about to engulf everything,...

The world suddenly changed color.

The once azure sky was instantly stained red as if by blood.

"quack!"

Countless jet-black crows, seemingly born from the void, suddenly appeared around the C3 doll.

They roamed in flocks, darkening the sky, their black feathers dancing in the blood-red air.

"What the hell is that? Huh?"

Deidara's smile froze on his face.

To his surprise, the crows were not scattered by the airflow from the C3's fall; instead, they managed to hold up the enormous bomb!

Then, an even stranger thing happened.

The crow did not attack the bomb; instead, it coalesced into a human shape in mid-air, directly in front of Deidara's line of sight.

He was a man dressed in the uniform of the Konoha Anbu.

He wasn't wearing a mask, and his long black hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of his head.

He didn't exude that violent killing intent; he simply stood there quietly, coldly watching this world on the verge of destruction.

Uchiha Itachi slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes appearing particularly glaring.

The three black magatama slowly rotated, as if scrutinizing the ant that was clamoring in the air.

"That is..."

Deidara's eyes widened in surprise.

As a genius rogue ninja from Iwagakure, he was no stranger to the various bloodline limits in the ninja world.

Red eyes, distinctive patterns...

"Sharingan?"

Deidara's words were tinged with surprise, but more so with a sense of physical disgust.

Although he didn't recognize the man in front of him, and had never even heard of him, he hated the man's eyes that seemed to see through all pretense and art.

It reminded him of his past in Iwagakure, when the old stubborn man looked down on his art, failed to appreciate the beauty of explosions, and only used cold, hard theories to dismiss his mediocrity.

"Even the Uchiha clan of Konoha..."

Deidara's forehead veins bulged, but he showed no sign of weakness.

"You shouldn't look at my art like that!"

The condescending attitude thoroughly enraged the artist, who had a very strong sense of self-respect.

"Whoever you are! Anyone who dares to stand in my way will turn to ashes along with this forest! Yes!"

Deidara waved his hand, and chakra threads connected to the C3 doll that was temporarily held up by crows, attempting to forcibly detonate it.

"drink!"

However, there was no explosion.

The C3 doll was like a kite with a broken string, silently floating in mid-air without any reaction.

"What happened?"

Deidara was startled and tried to form hand seals again.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

There was still no response.

Itachi finally spoke.

"Outsiders".

Itachi's gaze passed over Deidara in the air and fell on the direction of the illusion dojo.

"The area ahead is the forbidden grounds of Konoha."

Itachi looked at Deidara again.

"Take one more step, and you'll die."

This kind of disregard drove Deidara more insane than any insult.

"Huh? Forbidden zone? Death?"

Deidara was so angry that he laughed, and he laughed so hard he almost fell over on the bird's back.

"Who do you think you are? You think you can scare me with just a pair of pretty eyes?"

"My C3 is infused with the highest level of chakra! Even a Kage-level shinobi wouldn't dare to take it head-on!"

Deidara pulled out more clay from his ninja tool pouch and frantically chewed it between his palms and mouths.

"Since I can't detonate that, I'll blow you to pieces first! Then I'll blow up that forbidden area you mentioned!"

"Try this! C2 Dragon!"

Deidara clasped his hands together, and a giant clay dragon took shape behind him.

He leaped onto the dragon, maneuvering it to open its massive jaws, sending countless decoy bombs hurtling towards the weasel.

"Art is—"

Deidara's roar stopped abruptly because he saw Itachi's eyes.

The blood-red clouds in the sky began to swirl, forming a huge vortex that sucked him and his dragon into it.

"Illusion?"

Deidara sensed something was wrong.

He was unaware that he was facing the strongest genjutsu genius in the history of the Uchiha clan, who had been nurtured by Roy with various dungeons and resources, and whose eye power had long surpassed that of Itachi Uchiha from the same period in the original story.

In Deidara's view, the world has not returned to normal.

Instead, it became even more absurd and terrifying.

The clay bomb in his hand suddenly began to stir.

Scales grew on the surface of the white clay, making it slippery.

The C2 dragon's wings transformed into countless white venomous snakes, and its body began to disintegrate.

The decoy bomb aimed at Itachi turned around in mid-air and lunged towards Deidara.

"What...what is this?!"

Deidara tried to shake off the clay, but he found that his palm had become fused with it.

The mouth in his palm was no longer under his control; instead, it began to devour his arm.

"Aaaaah! Let go! You bastard!"

Deidara struggled to shake his hands, but to no avail.

Immediately afterwards, the C3 doll that should have been at his feet suddenly appeared in front of him.

This time, however, the doll's face had changed; it was Itachi's face.

The gigantic Itachi looked at the tiny Deidara as if he were a fly trapped in amber.

"Your art."

The enormous "Itachi" opened its mouth, its voice like thunder.

"Too rough."

As soon as he said that, the giant C3 doll suddenly stretched out its hands, which transformed into two enormous pythons that coiled around Deidara's body.

Deidara felt his body being strangled bit by bit.

He wanted to form hand seals and detonate the explosion, but his hands were completely immobile.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"This is an illusion! This must be an illusion!"

"Untie me! Untie me!!!"

Deidara roared inwardly, mobilizing all his chakra in an attempt to break free from this restraint.

But under the gaze of the enormous Sharingan, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't make a ripple.

Genjutsu·Shiranui.

This is a new type of Golden Binding Illusion that Itachi developed in the Illusionary Dojo, combining Shisui's genjutsu experience with his own Tsukuyomi philosophy.

There's no need to stare at each other for too long, or even use a kaleidoscope.

The moment you look at him, the moment you focus even the slightest attention on his eyes, you've already lost.

"In my world."

The weasel's voice echoed in the void.

"Space, time, and even your art are all under my control."

"Now, experience your own art."

Countless clay snakes crawled into Deidara's clothes, wrapped around his neck, and prepared to detonate.

"No!!!!"

Deidara let out a desperate scream.

In the real world, however, the scene is quite different.

The atmosphere above the forest was extremely eerie.

Zabuza and Haku remained in their defensive stances, staring intently at the sky.

Kisame still gripped Samehada with both hands, ready to fight at any moment.

However, the enormous C3 doll landed lightly on the canopy of a large tree without causing any ripples.

And Deidara in the sky...

From Kisame's perspective, this usually boisterous blond kid is currently in an extremely comical pose.

He stood on the back of the clay bird, his hands raised high.

He was still muttering, "Snakes... so many snakes... get away... don't eat my art..."

He remained completely still.

"this……"

Kisame's shark eyes narrowed.