In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

On the other side of the forest, a thrilling and unique ultra-long-distance running race is in full swing.

If I catch up, I'll give you my life.

Hiashi Hyuga and his group fled in a disheveled state, with blood seeping from multiple wounds on their bodies, only their faces showing a slight mess.

Behind them, at a distance from the treetops, shadowy figures kept appearing and disappearing, their eyes gleaming with a wolfish greed.

"We've entered the Land of Fire. Hurry up, and remember, don't hurt the Byakugan!"

"Hehe, no need for your lecture. Just roll your eyes. Since Konoha is willing to let such a treasure out, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Eye roll, hehe."

His tone, which sounded like that of a pervert, made Hiashi Hyuga, who was running wildly, shudder and almost fall off the tree branch.

"This can't go on."

Yagyu Aoki, his vest bearing over a dozen shuriken marks, gritted his teeth, his gaze resolute.

"Japan, you must leave!"

The other two Hyuga ninjas remained expressionless; they were already prepared to sacrifice themselves.

Hiashi Hyuga's face darkened: "I can't leave..."

"Listen!" Yagyu Seiki took a deep breath: "You are from the main family, and the Byakugan must not fall into the hands of the enemy."

Their group was originally a standard Jonin team leader plus three students. Now, the Jonin team leader is risking his life to cover their retreat in order to protect the Byakugan, but the pursuers are still coming one after another.

The Byakugan is an extremely important strategic resource, and its value to the ninja village even exceeds that of a single Sharingan.

If Hiashi Hyuga were to perish here and be captured by the enemy with his Byakugan, or even worse, be taken back alive, the main branch of the Hyuga clan wouldn't allow him to remain a caged bird; he would soon be reduced to a pathetic sex slave.

Then they would be sinners against the entire Hidden Leaf Village!

Hiashi Hyuga clenched his fists, his expression filled with grief and indignation: "Damn it, if it weren't for those damned Iwa ninja!"

"Young Master, you go first, we'll cover your retreat!"

With a death wish, the two Hyuga ninjas and Yagyu Aoki stopped in their tracks and turned to fight!

"Oh? Instead of surrendering, you're launching a counterattack? Hehe, then let's chop you all to pieces!"

The Hozuki clan member wielding the ninja sword revealed a bloodthirsty expression upon seeing this scene, but his actions were not as swift as those of the Kaguya clan member standing nearby.

"Hahaha! Let me crush them! Don't try to take it from me!"

Hozuki Mizushin curled her lip, secretly mocking herself.

Kaguya's battle maniacs are so useful; they're easy to fool and they'll take the bait.

puff!

The sound of flesh being cut open was like heavenly music to his ears.

Yes, that's it. Tear them apart with all your might, unleash the instincts of your Kaguya clan, wipe out all these enemies, and then I'll take the Byakugan back with me.

Hozuki Mizushin was thrilled. The next second, he saw a streak of emerald green rushing from the direction the Hyuga clan member had fled. In a daze, he seemed to see a giant whale swimming in the depths of the ocean, occasionally startling the surface of the water.

歘.

His fighting instincts compelled him to use the Hozuki clan's signature technique, the Water Transformation Technique.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

puff.

The corpses of the Kaguya clan fell straight down, and from their throats upwards until their skulls were cleaved open, a thin, long, bloody line appeared right before their eyes.

If it weren't for the water-transformation technique, I would be lying on the ground with him right now.

"That was a quick reaction. No wonder you fought your way out of Kirigakure."

A soft laugh suddenly came from the forest ahead. Hozuki Mizushin looked up sharply and saw Hyuga Hiashi, who had been chased and looked disheveled just moments before, now charging back from the front.

Behind him was another group of ninjas wearing Konoha headbands—no, one child wasn't wearing one.

However, his outstretched palms had a bright green 'band of light'.

Minato Namikaze's lips twitched as he looked at the luminous green on Igarashi's hand and hesitated, "What's this?"

"Chakra Scalpel, with a touch of Wind Release chakra added for increased speed."

Oh, it's a chakra scalpel! I thought it was a chakra cleaver.

……

Whose chakra scalpel is hundreds of meters long?!

"If you don't like the name, you can call it 'Shoot Him, Sharpshooter'."

Isogen slowly surveyed the scene, a smirk playing on his lips: "Including the one who's fallen, there are thirteen people in total. Three are Jonin-level chakra users, the rest are Chunin. The one who fell is one of the three."

Konoha's White Fang began his operation, with Uchiha members flashing by, followed closely by Minato Namikaze.

Isogen was looking at the Kaguya clan member lying on the ground.

Kaguya, a Jonin-level member of the Kaguya clan, would be a formidable force even in Kirigakure, but unfortunately, he died unexpectedly.

A ninja's body is very fragile; without careful protection, a single kunai can kill him. Theoretically, even a three-year-old child could kill a Jonin.

Interestingly, according to the information relayed by "Wind Passes Without Form," this guy actually discovered them, but he didn't expect that someone could wield the chakra scalpel to such a level.

It pierced through the throat in an instant from a distance of over a hundred meters; even the Sage of Six Paths' mother wouldn't have been able to react in time.

At the same time, muffled groans and faint screams began to emanate from all around.

Hozuki Mishin's hand trembled as she gripped the ninja sword.

Konoha White Fang!

How could you possibly run into Konoha's White Fang in a place like this!

Although Kirigakure did not participate directly in the Second Shinobi World War, they never missed an opportunity to fish in troubled waters. Their small teams of ninjas carried what they needed back home like ants while the fighting was raging.

It was then that he witnessed the strength of Konoha's White Fang, a nightmare he could never overcome. In front of him, his hand holding the sword trembled.

The arrival of fresh troops brought the battle to a swift end.

"You seem to be of high status? You must know quite a bit." Isogen muttered to himself, taking a step towards Hozuki Mishin.

He walked as if he were just strolling along the street as usual.

Hozuki Suishin bit her tongue hard, her eyes wide with anger: "Don't underestimate me, you mere brat from Konoha!"

"Water Gun Technique!"

High-pressure water bombs, carrying an all-piercing force, formed a dense barrage and attacked Fifty Strings of Song.

Fifty strings moved at a steady pace, and the wind reported all these movements to him.

Under Hozuki Suishin's bloodshot gaze, the high-pressure water bullet pierced straight through the chakra-transformed body of Ichigen, penetrating the trees and rocks behind him.

Glancing sideways, Isogen raised an eyebrow slightly: "Not bad, huh?"

"Oh right, I don't know how to use Lightning Release yet."

Hozuki Mizushin's dull gaze suddenly brightened.

next second.

Sizzle sizzle!

"Phew." Igogen blew on the light stick and slowly looked down at Hozuki Mishin, who had fallen asleep on the ground.

"The power of technology."

The Ninja World is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources. Even the remote and impoverished Land of Snow has developed a remarkable technological tree, complete with refrigerators and color TVs.

You can't make a Dyson ball, but you can still buy a high-priced cheering stick.

He originally intended to "reward" the energetic students at the ninja academy with this thing. After all, ninja academy students are tough and resilient, and if he messed with them, their families would have to thank him.

【Your mercy has allowed the ignorant to deeply understand the wisdom of the will of a hegemon, O Sun!】

Looking at Hozuki Mizushin lying on the ground, Isogen was quite distressed.

Sigh, having too much Yin or Yang attribute isn't a good thing either.

In terms of combat experience, he was definitely inferior to these ninjas who had tasted blood on the edge of a knife. In particular, the ninjas of Kirigakure were driven by a bloodthirsty fanaticism from the very core of their being. The Blood Mist Village didn't just start with Yagura Karatachi; there were signs of it before, but it was intensified and catalyzed by the mysterious masked man.

His current situation is that both his software and hardware are overpowered, but his player skills and awareness are not yet fully matched, which puts him at a disadvantage against opponents of the same level.

But then again.

The tradition in the cultivation world is that the strong bully the weak and the powerful oppress the weak; this is an unchanging truth throughout the ages.

A challenge beyond one's level?

I prefer to bully the weak.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.