ASFUCITWON Chapter 180: Attack from Three Great Villages

The woman stepped with the calmness of a killer, each of her movements seemingly calculated, measured, and determined to pierce a weak point.

A gray jacket wrapped around her slim yet firm body, and sea mist gently splashed at the tips of her leather shoes.

Wherever she looked at the island of Uzushio, it was as if she were assessing a work of art destined for destruction.

"We will follow you," the woman said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her words sounded flat, but the end of her sentence was like a thin blade—unseen, yet cutting to the bone.

From the south, the wind carried the scent of sand.

Sunagakure arrived last, and they came not with a thunderous march, but with a long silence that made the world feel uneasy.

Tall, thin bodies merged with shadows, their sand-colored cloaks billowing slowly in the sea breeze.

Their leader stood at the front, his skin dark, sunburned from the desert.

He wore a wide cloak that fluttered lazily, and the Sunagakure emblem hung on his chest like a warning sign.

His eyes were narrow, yet deep.

He did not speak to be heard; he spoke to be reckoned with.

"Sunagakure will move... after you." His voice was like dry sand being ground by the wind—smooth, yet capable of eroding.

Then, silence.

The air tensed.

Only the sound of the sea continued to repeat its anxious rhythm.

The leader of Iwa raised one hand.

Then he slowly clenched it into a fist.

The movement seemed simple, but the air changed instantly.

The ground beneath their feet trembled softly, as if welcoming the command.

"Now," the man hissed. "Attack with Earth element Ninjutsu. Collapse the edges of the island."

In an instant, hundreds of hands formed seals.

The air filled with the sounds of jutsu, like whispers from a vengeful past.

The ground began to crack.

Rocks jutted from the depths, and the world finally realized: the assault had begun.

"Earth Ninjutsu: Earth Spike!"

"Earth Ninjutsu: Earth Wave!"

"Earth Ninjutsu: Earth Splitter!"

"Earth Ninjutsu: Earth Rhino!"

"Earth Ninjutsu: Hell Crusher!"

...

The shouts shook the air like the tolling of war bells.

In an instant, the earth responded.

The ground cracked, roaring like a wounded beast.

The once calm beach transformed into a field of suffering in motion.

Stone pillars erupted from the earth, rough and random, like the bones of giants rising from an ancient grave.

The waves of earth rolled the sand like a solid tsunami, crashing against the shoreline with wild, raw power.

Shapes of earth—faceless, lifeless beings—rose from the ruins, moving silently, ready to destroy.

But just as everything turned ferocious… the world froze.

The cracks vanished.

The pillars crumbled before they could take a step.

The earth creatures collapsed into dust, like a nightmare forced to wake too soon.

The earth fell silent again.

Not hiding its anger—instead, refusing to touch them.

"...What was that?" whispered an Iwa ninja, his voice choked in his throat.

"Impossible..." The Iwa squad leader stepped forward slowly, his gaze widening.

The man's shoulders tensed, as if suddenly feeling cold.

From the east, a woman from Kirigakure raised her hand to the sky, her fingers forming seals with the calmness of a surgeon.

"Let’s change. Water—now."

"Water Ninjutsu: Water Storm!"

"Water Ninjutsu: Five Water Whirlpools!"

"Water Ninjutsu: Water Dragon!"

"Water Ninjutsu: Water Bullet!"

"Water Ninjutsu: Water Vortex Cannon!"

...

The sea roared.

Waves spun to form a massive whirlpool, water rising to the sky in a swirl of pure power.

From within, water dragons burst forth—eyes blazing, jaws open, ready to tear apart.

Whirlpool after whirlpool shot toward the island like divine punishment.

Liquid projectiles pierced the air with a loud roar, shattering the night.

But as they crossed the boundary of Uzushio...

The water cracked.

Cracked, then fell.

Shattered as if it had collided with something invisible.

Gone, vanished, as if thrown into emptiness.

Not a single drop touched the island.

Not a single trace was left.