Chapter 77.4- One Thousand Hands

“Precisely. Good to see you have a good grasp of the plan. Now let’s get going”

“If Iwa had a jinchuriki wouldn’t they be at war already? Somewhere in the camp waiting to unleash their demon on the unsuspecting Kumoc folks”

“Chiyo’s intelligence tells us the Jinchuriki is on life support after a confrontation with Shorirama Senju of Konoha. Barely clinging to life as she undoubtedly is, I doubt she’s in anything close to a combat ready state” Hayate parried before beginning to walk away. Kosuke felt the other man’s chakra cover him and begin to layer him in a genjutsu to hide the both of them from sight.

XXXX- CEE

It was a semi-mitigated disaster, he thought. At least they had been able to stop the rain of explosive clay for the time being. Killua, backed up by his own sensing came close to hitting the bird so many times that the people atop seemed to have decided to just focus their attention on flying around out of the range. If they could somehow get Killua’s storm release to remain stable for a linger distance before falling apart, then they could end the threat permanently. They couldn’t, so they made do with what they had.

But the threat of the bird meant that both he and Killua remained outside of full combat. It galled his pride to think he was being protected by his fellow shibobi, but he knew it was the wise thing to do. If the bird came again, it could put an end to their entire war effort in one blow.

“SouthEast, twenty-three clicks” He said, when he felt the familiar chakra signature that marked out the explosive clay.

“On it” Killua said, stretching out his hands. Fuck, they’re dropping multiple.

“Multiple drops. All South East. Fifteen, seven, twenty-nine, eighteen, thirty clicks” He tracked their movements and read them.

“Storm Release: Laser circus” Killua screamed out his jutsu name to the world, an amplification shinobi of their level did not oft need. In Killua’s case, it was probably more to help him circumvent a lot of the concentration requirements rather than a crude powerboost.

The lances of charged electricity flew far and true. Cee sensed them lance into each individual explosive, destabilizing the complex mix of earth and lightning natures within them and turning them into duds that fell uselessly to the ground.

“Huzzah” Killua said, pumping his fist. Cee could not quite hide his smile at dealing with them so thoroughly. They’d pocketed the people atop the bed one way or the other, and the second they came into range, Cee would see them struck down for it. Now, they just needed the Raikage to finish up with those ones.