“What is this? Just walking over like that?”
As the ninjas stood behind Naoki Kaguya, watching him charge straight ahead without using any jutsu, some couldn’t help but shout in their usual mocking tone that often targeted the Kaguya clan’s intelligence.
“He’ll get killed.”
“Even the Seven Ninja Swordsmen wouldn’t act so recklessly!”
Seeing the dense barrage of projectiles raining down on Naoki, they silently gripped their weapons and prepared to rescue their commander before he got turned into a pincushion.
But it seemed they were too late.
The kunai and shuriken were too fast, too dense.
Even with their numbers, they couldn’t imagine how to handle such a barrage.
Are we going to fail this quickly?
As this dread began to spread, a series of crisp sounds shattered the tension.
The clinking and clanging echoed across the battlefield, the sparks from the collisions dazzling their eyes.
The Kirigakure ninjas widened their eyes, watching as the white bone membrane scattered the storm of projectiles.
“What… what kind of monster is this?”
“Can someone really defend against attacks like that?”
The Kirigakure ninjas, who were used to being fragile but high-offense assassins, had never seen such a straightforward and powerful fighting style.
“How is he so fast!”
They watched as the white figure moved like a flash of lightning, reaching the Konoha walls and staining them red with blood.
“This is a slaughter.”
The Kirigakure ninjas couldn’t help but swallow the excess saliva produced by their shock.
They watched Naoki Kaguya dance through the dense crowd of Konoha ninjas, tearing apart anyone who dared to block his path.
Sprays of blood and shredded flesh created a scene so gruesome that even these hardened killers were left speechless.
“Lord Naoki, be careful!”
Just as someone felt a momentary relief seeing Naoki quickly dispatch Jonin’s desperate attack, sharp-eyed ninjas noticed the Konoha ninjas tactically retreating and regrouping for a more robust assault!
“It’s over.”
The Kirigakure ninjas gasped at the sight of the densely packed jutsus and flashing lights.
Those were far more terrifying than the kunai barrage!
“Go save Lord Naoki!”
Just as they started to move, a voice stopped them.
“Hold on!”
The previously reluctant Kirigakure ninja who had conveyed Naoki’s orders now led the charge, raising a hand to halt his companions.
Because of Naoki, that monster blocked all the jutsus and started dancing again.
The tedious slaughter resumed.
For a long time, the only sound was the clash of steel and cries of pain.
“Is that… Ice Release?”
What had seemed like a routine massacre suddenly changed when Naoki Kaguya used a technique unfamiliar yet somehow recognizable.
“That’s Ice Release, right?”
Seeing the fleeing Jonin’s throat shattered, the Kirigakure ninjas, feeling slightly more relaxed, asked uncertainly.
“Yes.”
A member of the Yuki clan pushed to the front, exclaiming as he saw the shimmering ice mirrors.
“Why haven’t we seen you use Ice Release like that?” Several curious Kirigakure ninjas looked towards the Yuki clan member.
Blushing with embarrassment, the Yuki clan member couldn’t hide his shock.
Indeed.
How is he able to use such a powerful Ice Release?
Lord Naoki can use Ice Release, indicating he has both Kaguya and Yuki bloodlines, but he has never trained with the Yuki clan’s Ice Release techniques.
Despite this, he could use a technique similar to Demonic Mirroring Ice Crystals and improve it into a highly mobile jutsu.
Is this what it means to be a genius?
The Yuki clan member couldn’t help but be awed.
Suddenly, he felt less embarrassed, as the difference between them was as vast as heaven and earth, leaving no room for jealousy.
The blush faded from his face, and he retorted to the others, “You’re all from the Ninja Academy too. Why don’t you have Lord Naoki’s level of taijutsu?”
The Kirigakure ninjas’ smiles froze, and they turned away in silence.
The gap in taijutsu was just as significant.
“I’m saying…”
“Why don’t you surrender and join Kirigakure?”
Is it over?
The Kirigakure ninjas could hardly contain their excitement as they stood up, surrounding the few remaining Konoha ninjas.
They called out Naoki Kaguya’s name with enthusiasm.
In this wave of fanaticism, the Konoha ninjas trembled, unable to draw their swords.
Facing the unstoppable Naoki and the dense ranks of Kirigakure ninjas, they knew their efforts were in vain.
But they were from Konoha.
So, as one ninja raised his sword, the others followed, driving their blades into their necks.
Such tragic bravery.
Naoki Kaguya frowned as he wiped away the splattering of blood once more.
There is so much blood.
It’s impossible to wipe it all away.
Ignoring the constant notifications of mission updates, Naoki noticed the previously hostile Kirigakure ninjas now looking at him with passionate admiration.
Still slightly high on adrenaline, he felt a strange restlessness.
Suppressing it, he spoke calmly.
“Secure the camp, protect the port, and wait for the main forces to arrive.”
“Yes, Lord Naoki!”
The resounding cheers filled the sky.
Naoki Kaguya stood tall, then turned and walked into the commander’s tent.
Only ten minutes ago, this had been Konoha territory.
“Naoki, your position is finally secure.”
Mei Terumi closed the door, her uncontrollable smile and flying hair reflecting her genuine joy.
Then, she immediately became severe, focusing on the map and intelligence, diligently analyzing future strategies for Naoki.
“Next, we should secure this foothold and wait for the Kirigakure army to gather. With superior numbers, we can force Orochimaru to retreat, advancing into Konoha’s territory and engaging in a prolonged conflict.”
“Yes.”
Naoki responded calmly.
This was the strategic decision he had made after receiving information from Kakashi.
Though Minato Namikaze had Flying Thunder God, during the Nine-Tails attack, he had exhausted his chakra after just seven or eight uses, indicating his limits.
So, Naoki split the fleet, sending them in small groups across the sea. With Minato’s chakra reserves, he could only intercept seven or eight groups, minimizing losses and dragging Minato into the vast ocean.
Once the Kirigakure ninjas received reinforcements, what could Orochimaru do without sufficient troops?
He would be forced to delay, retreat, and wait for Konoha’s reinforcements before establishing a base for resistance.
This was the short-term strategic advantage Kirigakure had earned after years of watching and waiting.
His thoughts were interrupted as Naoki pondered, gaining more advantages in the protracted battle.
Bang, bang, bang!
Urgent knocking echoed, and Mei Terumi opened the door.
A Kirigakure ninja squeezed through, holding a scroll.
Seeing Naoki, the ninja urgently shouted.
“Lord Naoki, the transport ships were sunk by Minato Namikaze. Most of our forces are stranded on the islands.”
Naoki’s expression froze.
He didn’t have time to question who had changed the orders, putting Kirigakure at risk of being pushed back to the Water Country.
Instead, he immediately asked.
“Are there any ships left?”
The ninja looked down, avoiding Naoki’s gaze.
“The Third Mizukage gathered all available ships for this fleet, so the Water Country has no extra ships to bring the reinforcements here.”
Mei Terumi closed her eyes in pain.
Naoki Kaguya’s body swayed, but he steadied himself.
Thinking of a particular technique, his eyes lit up.
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