eurekapd Chapter 536 The Butterfly Effect of the Future
Chapter 536 The Butterfly Effect of the Future
He roared, and with his last bit of strength, he plunged the poisoned kunai in his hand into the throat of another companion.
Panic and madness spread like a plague among the desperate men.
Those dozen or so rogue ninjas, who had just been working together seamlessly and were ruthless and brutal, seemed to have fallen into their deepest and darkest nightmares in less than three seconds.
They were wary of each other and attacked each other, each regarding their closest comrades as mortal enemies.
Swords flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The battlefield turned into a silent and efficient slaughter.
The whole process was incredibly fast and completely silent.
Aside from the dull thud of weapons piercing flesh and the hissing sound of air leaking out when the throat is cut open, there was nothing else.
The few surviving Kusagakure ninjas were completely stunned.
They huddled together back to back, trembling uncontrollably, watching this hellish scene unfold before their eyes.
The demons who had driven them to the brink of despair one second now acted like puppets controlled by invisible threads, turning on each other and killing one another.
Moreover, they are all crazy and ruthless.
What... what's going on?
who is it?
The battle ended when the last wandering ninja, clutching the bleeding wound on his neck and with a look of terror he could never comprehend, collapsed heavily onto the pile of his comrades' corpses.
The edge of the swamp returned to a deathly silence.
All that remained were the heavy, labored breathing of the few Hidden Grass Ninjas, like the rumbling of old bellows, and the "drip-drip" of raindrops falling into the muddy water.
"Let's go."
Uchiha Kagami's voice came from not far away. The three tomoe in his eyes had quietly disappeared, turning back into his gentle and modest dark pupils.
It was as if the silent slaughter he had just witnessed had nothing to do with him.
He turned around, not even glancing at the survivors again, and prepared to leave.
"Wait...wait a minute!"
The surviving captain of the Kusagakure ninja, a resolute middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, finally regained a sliver of his sanity from the extreme shock and fear.
He looked warily at the man who had suddenly appeared, who seemed like a god or demon, his voice trembling slightly from the exertion.
He gripped the knife tightly in his hand; it was his last resort as a ninja.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, not strong, but it just happened to lift a corner of Uchiha Kagami's black trench coat.
A red and white fan logo flashed briefly in the center of his vest.
Captain Kusagakure's pupils contracted to their limit in an instant, becoming as small as pinpoints.
That logo...
Uchiha!
It's the Uchiha clan from Konoha!
His gaze suddenly rose, passing over Uchiha Kagami, and looked at the two figures that had been standing in the shadows behind him.
That tall, handsome man with white hair...
That man, with a chilling aura, like a piece of ancient, cold iron...
Konoha...
It was the ninjas of Konoha who saved them!
A mixture of ecstatic relief at surviving a catastrophe and boundless fear of absolute power erupted like a flash flood, instantly shattering all his psychological defenses.
When he looked up again, the man was nowhere to be seen.
They vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Only in the distant rain curtain, three blurry outlines gradually blended into the night.
"Captain...we..."
A young Kusagakure ninja stammered, his lips still trembling.
Captain Kusagakure ignored him, staring intently at the direction where the three dark figures disappeared, as if trying to etch that silhouette into his soul.
He murmured to himself, his voice so soft it seemed it might be swallowed by the sound of the rain at any moment:
"That was... the Uchiha clan crest..."
"It's Konoha..."
……
Deep in the dense forest, the three figures regained their previous speed and formation.
Danzo had to admit that Kagami's approach was far superior to simply rushing in and tearing everyone to shreds with his Wind Release technique.
At the very least, it is mysterious enough and awe-inspiring enough.
"Hiruzen will be very happy to see the report."
Uchiha Kagami responded gently, as if he weren't the one who could decide life and death with a single glance and manipulate people's hearts.
"alright."
Sakumo Hatake, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. His steady voice drew the two back to the mission itself, "The road ahead is even more treacherous with miasma, so be careful and on guard."
The three fell silent, their figures accelerating once more, completely disappearing into the deep night.
Sakumo's right hand rested on the hilt of the sword behind his back.
He could feel a trace of Kakashi's warmth still lingering on the hilt of the sword.
But his mind was completely absorbed in the unknown darkness ahead.