Konoha's Mission Master

"Nine-Slash Stacked Force - Ultimate Blade Soul Slash!"

At this moment, the blood flow in his body became extremely fast, and his heart pumped the blood to every part of his body like an engine. The temperature of Yakumo's body surface directly broke through the limit of a normal person, and wisps of white steam were repeatedly expelled from his pores.

The golden light of the blade was so dazzling that none of the strange beings present could ignore it. The intense color that burst forth in an instant seemed to become the center of heaven and earth.

The White Bone King on the ground was the first to react. The pit beneath his feet became even larger, and his figure had already reached mid-air, less than ten meters away from Yakumo.

But it was too late for him to act.

What was bound to happen, has happened.

A flash of golden light, and Yakumo adjusted his position.

Golden knife marks appeared on the surface of the multi-eyed octopus, extending from the front to the back of its body. In a very short time, its body was completely severed by the Demon-Subduing Blade.

The White Bone King abruptly changed direction in mid-air, carrying an aura that was both divine and demonic, and charged towards Yakumo's location.

A smile appeared on Yakumo's face as he spoke softly.

See you next time.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo's figure disappeared from the sky.

Congratulations to the player for successfully hunting a Dragon-level monster.

[Note: The player has been granted two free attribute points.]

In the underground of their final stronghold, Yakumo used Wood Release to create an underground space about three meters high, divided into four rooms, enough for the three of them to use for daily life.

The roof uses a special type of plant as its light source.

This will be their future base.

When Yakumo appeared, Masako Mori was tending to her wounds. With her recovery ability suppressed by the negative status, wounds that would normally heal in an instant took several hours to heal.

"How badly is the injury?"

Masako Mori stood up and asked Yakumo with some concern.

"I'm fine, but how badly are you hurt?"

Yakumo casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The life energy had already healed most of his injuries, and he should be completely healed in a few more minutes.

"I only have superficial injuries."

Masako Mori twirled in front of Yakumo, her smile radiant.

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Chapter 377 Monster Level, Map Change

K City Battlefield Center

The White Bone King stared at the spot where Yakumo had last stood, his eyes radiating a palpable rage. It took him several seconds to recover from the fury of being tricked, as the monstrous energy surging within him from the intense battle was difficult to quell.

He never expected that the enemy who was fighting him to the death just a second ago would change his target and kill the strange man he trusted most.

After all… he doesn’t like to use his brain, and he also needs to balance the other two demigod-level monsters, which is why he needs a monster similar to a strategist.

"Aaaaaah, damn it, damn it! Damn it!!"

The Bone King unleashed a frenzied barrage of punches towards the earth, sending terrifying gusts of air carrying massive amounts of rubble.

The originally huge crater continued to spread underground, and the terrifying fist energy exploded upon contact with the ground like a missile.

Thick smoke and fragments of earth and rocks flew everywhere.

The remaining dragon-level monsters immediately left the battlefield, their eyes filled with tangible fear. They knew that when the Bone King entered berserk mode, it would indiscriminately tear apart all life in front of it.

Once, an unlucky fellow accidentally wandered into the area where the Bone King was venting his anger, and as a result, the monster, who was good at defense, was smashed into a one-millimeter-thick layer.

The Bone King continued to vent his anger, turning the original battlefield into a crater several kilometers in diameter and hundreds of meters deep, as if struck by a meteorite, with an incredibly flat bottom, as if it had been formed by a road roller.

In the center of the pit, the Bone King trembled all over, clearly still unable to shake off his anger.

He felt... that he was being played by the rat, that his intelligence was being crushed and trampled on, that the world before its eyes had lost its color and was left only with a bloody hue.

Suddenly, the thin rope formed by the thick fog gathered from a distance into a sphere about two meters in diameter. Two bright yellow lights shone from inside the fog. The monster looked very elusive, as if it had no fixed shape.

With its arrival, the Bone King regained his composure.

"Lord Mist, what do you think about this?"

The Mist Master is one of the two vice presidents of the White Bone Society. His true form is a cloud of mist that constantly changes shape, and he is almost immune to physical attacks.

The fog that enveloped the entire city of K was created by the Fog Lord.

He was also a veteran member of the White Bone Society.

When the Bone King looked at the Mist Lord, its eyes were full of wariness. In recent years, it had become somewhat unable to understand the Mist Lord's strength, and the Mist Lord often disappeared, as if it were plotting something in secret.

Furthermore, the Bone King must admit that the Mist Lord is more intelligent than him.

With his strategist eliminated by the enemy, the Bone King is now at a loss as to how to handle the situation, but one thing is very clear... that is, to tear the enemy to pieces.

"This time, the enemy possesses the special ability to teleport."

A chilling voice emanated from within the eerie fog.

"Of course, I know that too!"

"If we can't limit this, it will be difficult for us to defeat or kill them. Temporarily tightening our defenses can avoid unnecessary damage."

"I agree," the Bone King nodded in response.

"I will contact the Azure Sky King and ask it to help restrict the space."

"The price for the Azure Sky King's intervention... is not cheap."

The Bone King hesitated on this point.

The Azure Sky King is a god-level monster who controls W City and possesses extremely powerful spatial energy. To get him to help, you need to provide three thousand pure, untransformed humans.

Pure humans are a very precious currency.

"If you want to kill the enemy... you must pay the price."

The mist master's true form, that strange wisp of mist, gradually faded, leaving only that somewhat indifferent reply.

"I see!"

The Bone King clenched his right fist. In recent years, he could no longer see the Mist Lord clearly. He always felt that the Mist Lord was plotting something, but he was not worried.

"Heh, so what if the methods are unorthodox? They're still not god-level."

Only by mastering all of one's own monster cells can one comprehend the ultimate skill from the monster factor, and in this world, only those who comprehend the ultimate skill can be named a god-level monster.

After more than a decade of development, not only have many organizations led by god-level monsters emerged, but the hierarchy of monsters has also been redefined, with god-level monsters being further divided into three levels.

Wreckage, dark moon, utter darkness.

Those monsters who master ultimate skills can be called god-level monsters, but initially, each use of the ultimate skill puts enormous pressure on the body, making it impossible to use it continuously; this is what is meant by "remains".

It means incomplete or imperfect.

The remains are the weakest of the god-level beings, enough to surpass the demigod level. After all, the definition of a demigod is... someone who has mastered their own monster cells but has not yet comprehended the ultimate skill from the monster factor.

Ultimate skills are the key.

Dark Moon has already mastered the ultimate skill to a basic extent, and can use the ultimate skill several times in a row during battle without her body collapsing.

It means darkness descends.

Darkest is the strongest state of a god-level monster, where the ultimate skill has been integrated into its own instincts, allowing it to use the ultimate skill freely without any impact on its body.

It means eternal night, and also despair.

That is the ultimate goal pursued by countless freaks. It is said that above the god-level freaks... there is a brand new level called the universe, but only one person in the entire world has reached that level more than ten years ago.

Some time ago, the Bone King crossed the wreckage and officially entered the Dark Moon level. Now, it can use its ultimate skill several times in a row during battle.

That's where his confidence comes from.

Ultimate skills involve mental will, which the Mist Master cannot be immune to!

The nine-headed serpent descended from the sky, bowing its head voluntarily, showing great respect to the Bone King as if it were a fawning slave.

In fact, it is the fourth strongest member of the White Bone Society.

The nine-headed serpent's thick scales resembled a staircase, with the throne belonging to the Bone King at the end.

Dragon-level monsters began to converge on the White Bone Society's headquarters. The pale bone dust was scattered by the breeze. The White Bone Society suffered a heavy blow this time, with almost all of its Dragon-level and Tiger-level monsters killed.

Even though the Bone King was extremely unwilling, he had to understand that the enemy possessed combat power comparable to a god-level monster, a level that only the strongest among the S-class heroes of the Hero Association could reach.

The Bone King will forever remember this shameful day.

The mist master in the shadows waved his hand, and K City was gradually completely covered by the mist. The mist became thicker and thicker, and even began to invade the interior of buildings, as if it were searching for something.

The Mist Lord knew that this enemy was special.

These people are different from the heroes sent by the Hero Association. They have no sense of justice like fire in their eyes, nor any desire to redeem ordinary people. It seems that their goal is simply to kill, without any traceable reason.

Such enemies are much more difficult to deal with.

"They shouldn't be heroes, but their existence will inevitably affect my plans, and I must find them."

The eerie mist gradually dissipated, and the mist master's figure vanished.

On the other hand, Yakumo is using his life force to heal Masako Mori and Chiyuki Yuuki, both of whom sustained injuries of varying degrees during the battle just a few minutes ago.

Furthermore, both of them have already triggered the second negative status effect.

Masako Mori reduces all attributes by 5%.

Yu Gu Qianxue, on the other hand, lost her sense of touch.

The treatment was completed in about ten minutes. You Gu Qianxue immediately began to swing his weapon in the open space. He discovered that after losing two senses, the other senses were magnified proportionally.

This was an extremely novel feeling, and combined with the amplification of wisdom from the Buddha form, it gave him a much better understanding of his own swordsmanship.

I have vaguely grasped the path of a master.

At the level of a sword master, he had already created his own unique path, which can be divided into three different directions: technique, moves, and comprehension.