Within a dense forest in the Land of Fire territory...
Numerous corpses lay scattered across the ground in disorder.
Some had been hacked into pieces, while others bore blackened burn marks.
Some showed flesh peeled back from their skin, and some were headless.
Even more horrifying were those stitched together with steel thread.
The scene was extremely bloody and brutal.
Two Konoha ninja wearing tight green suits stood guard before the supply cart, their expressions grim.
Facing them stood seven ninja bearing Kiri forehead protectors.
Each wielded a different weapon, all wearing bloodthirsty grins.
"Suigetsu, how about you let me handle these last two? I just heard that brat call the other guy 'father.'"
"If we could sew father and son together, it'd make for a poetic end."
Kushimaru Kuriarare's cold voice cut through the air as he casually flicked blood off his long katana—The Suturing Blade.
"Kushimaru, you've already killed plenty. These two should belong to me. My Cleaver Sword has been eager for action."
Momochi twirled his blade and swung the massive cleaver onto his shoulder, looking menacing.
"You guys aren't seriously considering doing this yourselves? Doesn't Suigetsu always handle clean-up work?"
Ujishige Shinko laughed as he spoke.
His weapon, the Explosion Blade: Hooman, allowed him to summon countless explosive scrolls to attack enemies.
Even someone with an Immortal Body would be blown into powder by his attacks.
Unfortunately, they were currently on an assassination mission where such conspicuous techniques weren't appropriate.
As for Raiga Kurosuki and Jinin Akebino, they simply stood quietly aside, clearly uninterested in this conversation.
Hearing Ujishige's words, Fuguki Suikazan snorted lightly and slammed his large sword Samehada heavily onto the ground.
"There's barely any chakra on those two kids. I'm not interested."
"If anyone wants them, hurry up and finish this. We're not here for sightseeing."
His Samehada absorbed enemy chakra, but these two Konoha ninja possessed too little chakra to even interest him.
"If that's the case, then let's both go at once. Whoever gets them first claims them."
Kushimaru looked toward Momochi as he spoke.
Momochi nodded, "Fine. But you better keep your distance, or I won't take responsibility if you accidentally get killed by my blade."
Kushimaru sneered, "I'll throw those words right back at you."
"I wouldn't mind sewing your corpse together with these Konoha trash either."
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"Father," he asked, "what should we do now?"
Might Guy stared at the Seven Swordsmen of the Bloody Mist standing across from him, his voice trembling.
They were just too brutal. The moment they appeared, they slaughtered all our companions—those who had been on the mission together with us.
The gruesome sight of their deaths nearly made him vomit right then and there.
These ninjas from Kirigakure were simply too ruthless.
Might Duy's expression grew serious as he shielded Guy behind himself. "Guy, stay back a little."
"No! Father, you definitely can't defeat them. I won't run away. Even if I die, I'll fight beside you to the very end!"
Might Guy shouted loudly.
Unexpectedly, Might Duy gave a warm smile. "Guy, I won't lose."
"Don't you remember my special technique?"
Upon hearing Might Duy's words, tears immediately streamed down Might Guy's face. "Father, maybe we can find another way…"
"Don't cry. If we don't give it our all, both of us will die here."
Might Duy said solemnly.
Might Duy had already figured out the identities of those seven opponents—the Seven Swordsmen of the Bloody Mist.
Each wielding their unique swords, they individually matched elite Jonin warriors in strength.
It was even rumored that when fighting together, their combined power could rival that of an S-rank ninja.
Facing such enemies, if he didn't go all out from the start, by the time he wanted to fight seriously, it might already be too late.
Thinking thus, Might Duy turned around and smiled, revealing a row of snow-white teeth while raising his thumb high.
"Guy, watch closely—this is the moment I ignite my youth!"
Seeing Might Duy's determined gaze, Might Guy bit his lip hard, silently stepping backward to a safer distance.
—
Witnessing this scene, Kushimaru Kuriarare, who had been slowly approaching, let out a gloomy laugh. "Finished saying your last words?"
"What a shame. You're just wasting your effort since you two are destined to die here today."
As soon as Kushimaru finished speaking, suddenly he saw the mustached, honest-looking man ahead raise his fist and point straight at his heart.
Immediately after, the man's body became enveloped in red steam.
In the next instant, the man disappeared completely.
Boom! A blood mist exploded into the air, and Kushimaru's upper body was gone.
Seeing this, the previously arrogant Seven Swordsmen were left utterly stunned.
Was Kushimaru actually punched into oblivion with just one blow?!
Feeling the wild, astonishing aura radiating from the opponent, the remaining six felt chills running down their spines.
"Damn it!"
Instantly, Momochi leapt back and drew the Cleaver Sword, holding it in front of him defensively.
A red glow flashed again. Momochi felt a powerful impact on his chest and was sent flying backward.
The Cleaver Sword in his hand had actually been shattered straight down the middle by a single punch!
"Damn it, this guy used a Secret Art! Team up on him!"
Seeing the gruesome sight of Momochi and Kushimaru Kuriarare, Fuguki Suikazan quickly drew Samehada and rushed toward Might Duy.
The remaining members of the group quickly grabbed their weapons and charged at Might Duy, who was glowing bright red.
However, compared to Might Duy—who had opened the Death Gate of the Eight Gates—their movements were simply too slow.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
One punch each.
In the blink of an eye, Ujishige Shinko, Jinin Akebino, and Raiga Kurosuki fell dead under Might Duy's fists.
Fuguki was punched straight through the chest, but managed to survive due to Samehada's healing properties.
Seeing four teammates die in an instant, Fuguki no longer dared to attack. Shouldering Samehada, he immediately turned and ran back.
As for Raiga Kurosuki...
At the very moment Fuguki gave the order, he immediately fled in the opposite direction as fast as he could.
The red glow stopped. Might Duy stood panting heavily on the ground, his body almost like charred coal.
His veins bulged visibly beneath his skin, with blood coursing through them like magma—scorching hot, gradually cooling.
"Father!"
Might Guy cried out and threw himself toward Might Duy, momentarily unsure what to do.
Might Duy struggled to lift his arm before letting it drop heavily—no words came out before he completely lost his life.
"Father!!!"
Might Guy was heartbroken—everyone was gone. Why must war plague the ninja world at all?!
When will this cursed era of chaos ever come to an end?!
Just then, a shadow appeared above Might Guy. After glancing downward briefly, it tossed a kunai into the empty ground beside Might Guy before vanishing from sight without delay.
Staring wide-eyed at that figure disappearing as suddenly as it arrived,
Mirai… How did he… get here?!
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