Konoha's Mission Master

"Reiko Aoyama said in a low voice."

Yakumo was taken aback.

This is a huge undertaking... even beyond Yakumo's imagination. If all three hundred medical ninjas here are killed or injured, Konoha will directly lose its medical capabilities that make it the most outstanding of the five great ninja villages.

Similarly, the larger the stakes, the easier it is to lure people in!

A calculated scheme.

A huge lure.

Yakumo formed hand seals and released shadow clones to be on high alert.

If nothing unexpected happens tonight, the medical corps will officially enter the River Country tomorrow and gradually approach the vanguard.

in other words.

Today is the attackers' last chance.

They will definitely come.

For reasons of secrecy, the medical unit will be eating cold food tonight and is not allowed to light any fires.

Yakumo could only rely on the moonlight and his excellent eyesight to write down today's diary and reading notes, as well as his experiences and insights during this period.

It was past midnight when Yakumo put down his pen.

Quietly leaning against Reiko Aoyama, he closed his eyes to rest, leaving the night watch to his shadow clones...

At three in the morning, Yakumo opened his eyes.

He slowly got up, making a tiny noise.

Reiko Aoyama immediately opened her eyes.

"Someone's coming... I'll handle it."

"Be careful," Aoyama Reiko whispered.

"No problem..."

They're old friends after all...

Yakumo instantly teleported away, and after walking several dozen meters, he created a shadow clone to begin refining natural energy. Although it was an old friend... it's always better to be cautious.

Hoshikage Yakumo runs at top speed…

The shadows of the trees swayed and rustled.

After walking for six kilometers, I jumped onto a tree branch.

Wait for the enemy.

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Chapter 177 Puppet Forces, War Mission

The forest under the moonlight was quiet and still.

A dozen or so men in black were silently approaching the Konoha medical unit, gradually moving into Yakumo's attack range.

Most of these people carry huge storage scrolls on their backs, and their hands are tattooed with patterns made of spells that can enhance their subtlety in manipulating chakra and improve the dexterity of their hands.

Sand Village Puppet Mobile Raid Squad.

This was an ace unit created by Chiyo herself. Her son and daughter-in-law were once the leaders of the puppet raiding force, but unfortunately, they encountered Sakumo Hatake during World War II.

The entire Puppet Mobile Force was wiped out, and even Chiyo's son and daughter-in-law died in that encounter. It was that battle that directly affected Sunagakure's defeat and created the legend of White Fang.

After 10 years, Chiyo selected children with promising talents and retrained them to form this puppet mobile force.

This team...regained its momentum.

They are determined to avenge their previous humiliation and make Konoha tremble with fear.

Today, we will let the ninja world know the power of Sunagakure!

Whoever stands in front of you, you can kill them!

These dozen or so people mostly carried lightweight and agile assassination puppets. These puppets were designed with lightweight weapons, sacrificing defensive capabilities for superior speed.

Skilled in…surprise attacks, assassinations, guerrilla warfare, and retreats.

They were merely the initial probe, a decoy; the main force of the raiding party was hidden five miles away.

If it's confirmed that the Konoha medical unit truly lacks hidden protection, then the raiding party will swarm in; otherwise, they will retreat immediately. Even if Konoha has hidden experts, their expertise in mobile warfare ensures a successful retreat.

Suddenly… the leading elite ninja felt suffocated.

It felt as if a huge boulder had been placed in my heart.

Quietly... he made a cautious, wary gesture.

During the operation, any sound could lead to the failure of the mission, so simple commands are translated into specific gestures for transmission.

Everyone became wary.

He reached for the puppet behind him.

The moonlight was rather dim tonight, making the surroundings quite dark. Logically speaking, tonight would be perfect for a surprise attack, but the leading ninja felt a chill run down his spine...

Several hundred meters away, the cloud-like creature on the tree trunk quietly fell to the ground.

The mark of the immortal mode has already appeared on his forehead.

He gripped the Demon-Subduing Sword sheath in his right hand and began to gather his strength.

At this moment, the enemy had already approached his attack range.

Concentrating his mind and calming his spirit, he infused the blade with golden lightning chakra. As time passed, the blade began to tremble slightly, as if it was eager to be drawn and slay its enemy. Golden specks of light floated around the scabbard, which was the overflowing lightning chakra energy.

Full load, full power!

At this moment, the puppet mobile force had approached within 100 meters of Yakumo, meaning... they were already within attack range.

Yakumo did not launch an attack immediately. He tried to make his attack as effective as possible and began to build up his strength under the cover of night.

Overload... more and more golden specks of light...

Fifty meters…

Thirty meters…

The leader of the Sand Village saw Yakumo after climbing over the big tree.

"There's someone... but that person is so young!"

The two locked eyes, and Yakumo's lips curled into a smile. The boy's gentle smile... appeared strange to him, like the smile of a hunter reaping his prey.

"Something's not right with this person!"

My thoughts took a sudden turn!

"Prepare for battle!" the order was given immediately.

At this point, he no longer cared about concealing his voice.

Golden arcs of electricity exploded all over Yakumo's body as he propelled himself forward with a burst of power from his legs, leaving a trail of golden afterimages behind him.

At this moment... the Sand Village members finally managed to touch the storage scroll containing the puppets, while Yakumo had already rushed to the enemy's front...

"Three feet!"

Yakumo instantly drew his Fuma sword. This was the first time he had used the Three-Foot Sword, but the familiarity from countless practice sessions surged into his mind, and he followed his intuition.

Yakumo wields his sword.

The sound of a knife ringing out rang out, like a wind chime.

It has a pleasant and crisp sound.

Swish!

Golden blade light burst forth, spreading outwards in a perfect arc, severing everything in its path—trees, people, and even branches swaying in the wind—in the blink of an eye.

Flesh and bone gradually separated. Before the group could even feel the pain or let out a wail, they were killed by the violent lightning power carried by the blade's energy. A charged attack at the Kage level was not something a group of Chunin could withstand.

Everything is severed.

The next second, he swung his sword back and unleashed a series of strikes.

The wreckage, which had not yet hit the ground, was cut off again.

This time, Yakumo sheathed his sword.

Because there was no one else alive in the room at that moment, the attacker was killed by the golden blade energy in a single exchange.

With his Kage-level combat power, Yakumo could easily launch a surprise attack on a team led by elite Jonin...

The stench of blood spread around them, and Yakumo's expression changed slightly.

Even though this wasn't the first time he had killed with force, he still couldn't bring himself to like it. Unfortunately... in the face of war... he couldn't afford to hesitate.

Yakumo quickly formed hand seals and pressed them to the ground.

"Sealing Technique: Yin-Yang Seal".

Black and white chains extended outwards along the ground, binding the bodies of the attackers. The black and white magic spells covered an area of ​​several dozen meters around.

Under the influence of the black and white chains, the corpses were pulled together and forcibly assembled, piecing together into a huge, blood-soaked mass of flesh under the influence of unknown energy.

The compression begins the next second.

Black and white magic patterns emerge, compress, and collapse.

Blood, bones, muscles, soil... mix together, and the volume of the polymer gradually shrinks from a few meters in diameter to tens of centimeters, and the color changes from red to black and white.

In the end, only a small black and white ball, about the size of a ping-pong ball, remained in place, floating from mid-air into Yakumo's palm, leaving no trace of blood in the surrounding environment.

"Truly, no remains were found."

Yakumo sheathed his sword and turned around.

Just moments before, the massive trees around us were snapped in half. Now, these trees began to fall one after another in all directions, accompanied by a tremendous roar and a cloud of dust and smoke.

Yakumo could sense Chiyo's chakra fluctuations several kilometers away, but at that moment, those fluctuations were moving away at an extremely fast speed.