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Chapter 85: The Warlords Don't Need Verbal Cooperation
With the appearance of Sir Crocodile, lingering fine sand slowly swirled around him. A place like Sunagakure was the ideal battleground for Crocodile. The water he feared most was nowhere to be found here!
"Sand! This person can also manipulate sand! Why?"
"Just like Lord Gaara... is it Magnet Style?"
"Impossible. Magnet Style is a Kekkei Genkai of our Sunagakure. How could it be controlled by outsiders, let alone people from another world!"
The Sand Shinobi were very puzzled. But at this moment, the Kages deduced the truth.
Onoki murmured, "Transforming into sand... is this the magical power of that world? The power of the Logia Devil Fruit!"
The visual impact of seeing it with one's own eyes was much stronger than watching it on a screen.
"Not only has he been given the ability to control sand, but he can also turn himself into sand! I really want to see what this Devil Fruit looks like."
Down below, the Third Kazekage looked at Crocodile. The eyes of the two collided in the air.
Suddenly, without any warning, the Third Kazekage raised his hand to form a seal. A massive amount of Iron Sand surged from behind him, transforming into sharp iron spikes that shot toward Crocodile like raindrops.
Magnet Style: Iron Sand Drizzle!
Crocodile didn't panic at all. A desert storm manifested directly in the palm of his hand.
With a wave, he threw it.
Sables!
The desert storm swept across, expanding rapidly to block all the iron spikes. The collision of the two different forces triggered a terrifying shockwave that rippled outward.
The desert storm continued to expand, turning into thick dust and smoke that covered the entire Hidden Sand Village in almost an instant.
And in that moment, the eyes of the rest of the Shichibukai, who hadn't acted yet, flickered.
Good chance!
Did Crocodile do this on purpose?
Covering the entire village with sand blocked the ninjas' vision, giving the other Warlords a chance to act. Their goal was to snatch the One Tail, Shukaku. In other words, they only needed to approach the central area of Sunagakure and steal that huge, sleeping creature. There was no need for a drawn-out battle.
Sengoku in the auditorium was surprised. Garp, beside him, burst into laughter.
"These Shichibukai are all extremely proud; I didn't expect them to join forces!"
Hearing this, Sengoku couldn't help laughing. "Yeah! There is no communication—no verbal plan—but since Hawkeye came out, they seem to have made their own arrangements according to the situation."
"But it's too shameful! Don't they plan to say a few words? It would be good to remind the others!" Garp felt speechless. They were obviously cooperating, but at least give a hint! If someone didn't understand the intention, wouldn't it be a waste of opportunity?
Sengoku shook his head. "No need! They are the Shichibukai!"
These people knew exactly when to do what. Otherwise, they wouldn't be Warlords.
Just like this moment.
When Crocodile's Sables shrouded Sunagakure, the sound of wind breaking echoed.
Whoosh!
Voices cried out from within the thick smoke, accompanied by the screams of ninjas!
"Argh..."
"Ah..."
"Let go of me! Help!!"
Swish, swish, swish!! There was the sound of bats flying by, followed by a weird laugh.
"Kishishishi! Kishishishi..."
This horrible laughter made people break out in a cold sweat! Strange black shadows appeared one after another in the thick smoke.
A ninja looked at the black dots manifesting before him. He swallowed. "This is... what?"
In the next second—
Swish, swish, swish! A large swarm of shadow bats rushed out through the dust, biting his body.
"Ah... bats... a lot of bats... help..."
A Jōnin jumped in the direction of the voice amidst the smoke, but saw no one. A Chūnin approached him, seemingly injured.
The Jōnin moved to intercept. "It's okay! Medical squad, hurry up, there are wounded here!"
Just as the Jōnin supported the ninja, intending to take him for treatment...
Puff!!!
A kunai pierced the Jōnin's heart! Although he was a Jōnin, he had no defense against his companion at all. He looked at the attacker suspiciously.
Tears streamed down the other ninja's face. "Captain! I... I don't know what's going on..."
Poof!!!
The Jōnin fell to the ground.
The picture displayed on the light curtain stunned the ninja audience. A Chūnin suddenly attacking his own Jōnin? Was he being controlled?
On the other side...
Puff, puff, puff, puff!! A series of strange sounds erupted.
A large group of ninjas went to investigate, but visibility was too low in the thick smoke. They couldn't see clearly what happened tens of meters away.
When they walked closer, they saw a team of Sand Shinobi standing in place.
"Hey! What's going on here?" The captain asked. He reached out to pat one of them, only to find that this Sand Shinobi... was a stone statue?
Taking two steps back abruptly, the captain stared wide-eyed at the group of companions standing motionless before him.
All of them had turned into stone statues!!!
"This... this... what happened?"
Bang! Buzz!!!
Suddenly, there was a strong blast of air behind him, and a terrifying explosion sounded. The astonishing impact made the ninjas stumble. Feeling the force of such a shockwave, one could imagine how terrible the attack was in the distance.
Explosions sounded one after another, but no enemy could be seen!
Crocodile's desert storm persisted, keeping the Sand Shinobi blind. Hearing the successive roars, Crocodile smiled.
Those guys! Looks like they've all made their move!
The smoke shrouding Sunagakure made Rasa and Gaara's expressions serious. Their line of sight was blocked; if this continued, they would be beaten passively!
Rasa waved at the ninja troops behind him.
A group of ninjas jumped forward. Dozens of them formed hand seals in unison, releasing Ninjutsu simultaneously toward the surroundings.
"Wind Style: Airflow Dance!"
This Wind Style was basic and had almost no lethality on its own. But when dozens of Chūnin and Jōnin joined forces to use it, the combined power instantly turned into a terrifying hurricane, sweeping over Sunagakure.
It blew Crocodile's desert storm away in an instant!
Wherever the wind blew, the smoke receded. All the dust and smoke disappeared within seconds.
But when the smoke dissipated, all the Sand Shinobi froze in place.
A group of people had appeared out of nowhere.
They had already breached the final perimeter guarding the One Tail, Shukaku! The dust and smoke had only covered the area for less than a minute, yet these people had almost reached the target...
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