Han's steam armor shook violently, his voice echoing metallically through the faceplate:
"Something's wrong. We've been tricked… retreat now-!"
"Too late." Setsuna snapped his fingers. The sound wasn't loud, but it carried like a signal.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Two thousand Ninjas hidden around the valley simultaneously ignited their explosive tags, plunging the entire canyon into a sea of fire.
The Iwagakure and Amegakure's Ninjas inside the valley screamed in agony.
"Tailed Beast Bomb!" Roshi's roar erupted through the smoke.
A pitch-black sphere of dense energy had barely formed when a golden flash instantly teleported it far away, where it exploded into a mushroom cloud.
"Retreat!" Han grabbed the wounded Roshi and blasted away on jets of steam.
But as they tried to flee, a colossal titan-sized serpent blocked their path.
Setsuna didn't spare them another glance. Titan handling two Jinchuriki alone might be difficult… but with Minato transferring the Tailed Beast Bombs, the Jinchuriki posed little threat.
Setsuna's gaze locked onto Hanzo instead. Compared to the Jinchuriki, the master of poison was far more dangerous… especially within such a narrow valley battlefield.
Hanzo clutched his bleeding chest yet revealed a twisted smile:
"Very good. I've decided to grant you the title 'Shura of Instant Hell'."
Setsuna raised an eyebrow:
"Is this your way of reminding me that you once gave the 'Legendary Sannin' their title and spared their lives?"
"I haven't fallen so low that I'd beg for mercy with old debts. And besides… Konoha's Sannin were truly powerful. Even when they were young, I never dared say I could certainly kill them."
Hanzo coughed blood.
"I simply foresee my own end approaching. So I want the one who kills me to carry a name… so that the legend of Hanzo continues to spread."
Setsuna was speechless.
'So giving titles is really your idea of a hobby.'
"Your taste is terrible. The name sounds ridiculously edgy. I refuse."
"Is that so? What a pity!"
Hanzo suddenly launched forward.
"Fire Release: Exploding Flame Formation!"
Instantly, dozens of burning seals lit up beneath Setsuna's feet.
A chain of violent explosions erupted, turning the surrounding hundred meters into a blazing inferno.
The heatwave swept outward, melting distant rock into molten lava.
"Good thing I made preparations." Hanzo felt relieved.
After receiving intelligence from Han about the Akatsuki during the Chunin Exams, he had increased the detonating seals here by more than ten times.
"It's over-!"
The Amegakure's Ninjas began to cheer, but their voices abruptly died.
Through the wall of flames, a tall figure walked forward unharmed.
A layer of faint golden Chakra Cloak flowed around Setsuna's body… not even the hem of his clothes was damaged.
Even though his raw strength alone was enough to withstand the blast without Senjutsu Chakra, clothes didn't auto-repair-
A certain unnamed gel-haired Shinigami taught him through painful experience how important it was to maintain Style Points.
"This is impossible!"
Shock twisted Hanzo's face beneath the mask.
He had heard many stories of Setsuna's strength, but witnessing it firsthand was incomparable.
His multiple Exploding Flame Formation could erase an entire Ninja Platoon in an instant… yet it couldn't even dirty the boy's clothes.
"Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique!"
Hanzo shifted instantly, Chakra surging in his throat.
A massive tidal wave materialized out of thin air and crashed across the battlefield like a tsunami.
Water smashed into the rock walls with deafening force.
"To create such a Water Release with no river nearby… truly incredible."
Setsuna praised lightly, swinging his foot to release a shockwave that split the water in half.
The torrent roared past him on both sides.
"Earth Release: Yellow Springs Swamp!"
"Lightning Release: Thunder Dragon!"
"Fire Release: Majestic Dragon Flame!"
"Wind Release: Divine Wind!"
Hanzo deserved the title [Demi-God].
High-level Ninjutsu of all five elements spilled rapidly from his hands, his hand seals so fast they left afterimages, mixing the five natures into devastating combinations.
"Five-element perfect combination… so this is the power of the Demi-God?"
The Konoha's forces attacking Amegakure's troops retreated far away, overwhelmed by the apocalyptic scene.
Hanzo looked like an angry god, reshaping the valley landscape multiple times within moments.
But inside, his heart continued to sink.
To outsiders, it appeared his combined attacks were suppressing Setsuna, preventing him from striking back.
But he knew the truth… none of his Jutsu had dealt even the slightest damage.
"Damn it… are you mocking me!?" he growled.
"Don't misunderstand. I'm merely reluctant to interrupt your final performance."
Setsuna's tone was calm.
As repayment for Hanzo once sparing the Legendary Sannin, he chose to let Hanzo die with dignity… not like the silent, forgotten death he met in the original work.
And besides, Hanzo had no Kekkei Genkai. Ordinary Ninjutsu of the five elements posed no real threat to Setsuna… especially when he was already in Sage Mode.
"Heh… a final performance, is it?"
Hanzo laughed hoarsely.
"If so, then let this finale be gloriously grand."
He bit his finger and slammed his hands on the ground:
"Summoning Technique: Ibuse!"
A massive salamander erupted from the smoke.
Purple-black poison fog flooded the valley in an instant.
"Let them all be buried with me!"
"Titan."
Setsuna spoke softly.
Titan's mountain-sized head emerged, jaws opening wide like an abyss-
The poison mist vanished in a single gulp, and the salamander itself was swallowed whole.
"No!"
Hanzo screamed in despair watching his lifelong companion devoured.
He knew Titan lurked nearby, but he never imagined the serpent would actually swallow Ibuse.
Even a giant beast should die instantly from that poison… shouldn't it?
Setsuna stepped forward, each stride crushing Hanzo's spirit:
"You are strong… truly strong. But unfortunately-"
His figure vanished.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Hanzo.
"You encountered me."
One punch.
Hanzo's abdomen was completely pierced, blood pouring like a fountain.
He staggered backward and collapsed weakly to his knees.
Rain washed his weathered face, clearing away the shattered mask.
"What an irony."
Hanzo coughed blood, smiling bitterly.
"I wanted to use this war to raise the Land of Rain to the status of the Five Great Nations…"
"Who knew I would fall the moment I stepped onto the stage."
Setsuna sighed.
Even with just fundamental techniques, Hanzo's Ninjutsu foundation was far stronger than Kakuzu's.
But mechanic-based fighters like him were fated to be crushed mercilessly by stat monsters like Setsuna.