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Chapter 59 Sarutobi: Danzo! Go say that to Lady Mito if you dare! (Bonus chapter with video)

"No!"

"monster!!"

"Kurihara Kushimaru-sama!"

"Water Release: Water... Ah!!"

There was no use of ninjutsu, only primal slaughter.

Their most powerful weapons are their tough claws and immortal bodies.

Faced with undead monsters of immense speed and strength, beheading or severing limbs is futile; the demons will stop at nothing to entangle them.

Suicide attacks are stupid, but they are very effective.

His fearless killing intent instilled fear in the Hidden Mist ninja.

Every Hidden Mist Ninja enslaved by the demons was torn apart, their arms snapped off before they could even form hand seals.

With a single claw, he could tear open their chests, squeezing out exaggerated jets of blood and organs, spraying them like high-pressure water jets onto the walls and ceilings, and then falling down like showerheads at their feet.

Amidst the rain of blood, the roars, the cracking of bones, and the wails never ceased!

The roles of hunter and prey have remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Even if the prey hides in the jungle it knows best!

"The Undead Legion".

Watching the demons charging through the blood rain, Yun Chuan smiled with satisfaction, thinking to himself, "Although they aren't strong enough to regenerate infinitely, they also don't have the flaws of eating people or being afraid of light."

If it weren't for the limited amount of "blood," he would have wanted to create thousands or even tens of thousands of "ghosts."

With such a legion, he can do much more.

Only then did they truly establish themselves in the ninja world, and only then did they truly have a foundation of their own.

Bang! !

at the same time.

Kushimaru Kurihara gritted his teeth, looking utterly bewildered, and stood back-to-back with the Hidden Mist ninja, occasionally using his long sword, Sewing Needle, to deal with and repel the evil spirits.

This is not a vortex village at all!

This is practically a monster's paradise!!

"Kurihara Kushimaru!"

At this moment, the Hidden Mist ninja completely disregarded the respect between superiors and subordinates, and shouted at him in terror, "Stop hiding anything! If you don't come out now, we're all going to be dragged to our deaths here!"

Upon hearing this, Kurihara Kushimaru's expression turned extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but jump up and down in his mind and curse.

If I had something truly amazing to offer, would I be here waiting to die with you?

His longsword, the Sewing Needle, is the fastest of the seven ninja swords, but it also has the lowest damage output!

If it were the most lethal blast, Exploding Blade: Flying Drops, it might be able to blast these monsters into mincemeat.

But what use is that long sword and sewing needle in his hand? Is it to poke holes and cuts into these undead monsters?!

"Damn it!"

Kushimaru gritted his teeth, his pupils flickering slightly, and shouted, "I have a plan! Cover me with ninjutsu!"

Upon hearing this, the Hidden Mist ninjas, who had been somewhat desperate, were overjoyed. Without much thought, and without even paying attention to the demons in front of them, they quickly formed hand seals, and all their chakra surged within them.

"Water Release: Water Whip!"

"Water Release·Water Formation Wall!"

"Water Release: Water Chaos Waves!"

"Water Release: Water Refinement Technique!"

In the mere few seconds it took them to form hand seals, countless ninjas were killed instantly.

But in the next moment, countless ninjutsu were unleashed upon the demons, instantly suppressing them.

The entire building was affected and swayed precariously, emitting a screeching sound as if it were about to collapse under the strain.

However, a barrier suddenly appeared on the surface of the collapsing building, stabilizing it at the last minute.

—These were the Uzumaki clan ninjas whom Yun Chuan had sent to assist; their mission was to wipe out the Kirigakure ninjas in one fell swoop.

"Kurihara Kushimaru-sama!"

Seeing this, the Hidden Mist ninjas, who already knew they were trapped like turtles in a jar, couldn't help but change their expressions.

But when they turned their last hope to Kushimaru Kurihara.

But then, that guy turned around and ran away without even looking back!

"Thank you for your sacrifice!" Kushimaru Kurihara shouted as his figure receded into the distance at a visible speed. "I will ask the Mizukage for compensation for you!"

The faces of those Hidden Mist ninjas turned ashen, their morale plummeting, and the demons seized the opportunity to kill a large number of them.

Meanwhile, Kushimaru Kurihara had already escaped to the building entrance. The moonlight in the night sky shone on his ferocious face, making it seem like the dawn of his rescue, and casting his deep shadow long on the ground!

But at that moment, a voice reached my ears from afar.

"Can you really turn your back to me?"

Kushimaru's pupils shifted slightly within their sockets as he saw the figure that arrived behind him even faster than the sound.

The blade in Yun Chuan's hand seemed to trail an arc, but behind him, a rain of blood fell.

Kushimaru Kurihara felt that this scene was truly artistic, far more beautiful than the cruel art he preferred.

Like crimson moonlight shining down from the night sky, transforming from the intangible to the tangible, illuminating the ugly and desperate faces of every Hidden Mist ninja.

And so, the crimson moon scissors cut away their ugliness, allowing their souls to bloom into vibrant red roses, painting the dark and broken space a blood-red hue.

Moon Breathing - Third Form

A month of aversion and decay!

puff!puff!

A crescent-shaped, blood-red blade flashed across Kushimaru's neck.

Just like the Hidden Mist ninjas behind him, his neck suddenly snapped, and his head, bearing various expressions, fell to the ground with a dull thud.

On the spot, the headless body still retained its instincts from its previous life, stiffly performing hand seals.

But the blood inside his body had suddenly surged up from the broken neck, pouring down a torrential downpour of blood that sent chills down one's spine.

The entire floor was soaked in a dark, scarlet red. In a rain of blood, countless headless corpses slowly fell, their necks cleanly severed.

What's blooming isn't roses.

It was clearly a crimson moon slashed out by Yun Chuan.

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Meanwhile, in the Hokage's office in Konoha.

"call!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi, with a pipe dangling from his mouth, took a deep drag, inhaled the smoke, held his breath, and finally exhaled.

He looked down at the intelligence report handed over by Danzo. His increasingly aged face was shrouded in smoke, and even under the moonlight, his expression was not clearly visible for a moment.

After a long silence, he slowly raised his head, his deep eyes looking at the figure in front of him.

"Danzo, Danzo..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi exhaled, seemingly trying to calm himself down, but several veins bulged on his forehead.

But still harboring some reservations, his deep voice suppressed a surge of anger as he growled, "Who gave you the audacity to withhold information about Kirigakure's invasion of Uzushiogakure?"

How dare you do this?!

"Hiruzen." Shimura Danzo stood in the shadows where the moonlight couldn't reach, his voice firm. "I did it for Konoha! I ask myself..."

Bang! !

Hiruzen Sarutobi slammed the intelligence report onto Danzo's face, growling, "Go ahead and say that to Lord Mito if you dare!"

(End of this chapter)