[System detected Isona’s gratitude value 2000.]
[Your Cursed Spirit Land God’s rank has increased to 69.3%.]
"That’s right. Thanks to Haruki, I even got to experience flying."
"That quicksand area was so big, Haruki must have used a lot of energy."
"..."
Isona’s words reached the Agakure ninjas, and they all sighed with emotion.
[Ding!]
[System detected Nagi’s gratitude value 1000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Tanumi’s gratitude value 1000.]
...
[Currently, a total of 100,000 gratitude points have been collected, and your Cursed Spirit Land God’s rank has increased to 79.3%.]
Haruki smiled from the bottom of his heart. "I’m very happy to be able to help everyone."
[Ding!]
[System detected Isona’s affection value 500.]
[Sing!]
[System detected Bora’s affection value 500.]
...
[Currently, a total of 50,000 affection points have been collected, and your Companion Cursed Spirit Rika’s rank has increased to 86.3%.]
Haruki’s smile grew even brighter.
He knew it!
He didn’t co to this battlefield for nothing.
"Alright, we’re going to start our operation."
Isona looked at the infiltration team ninjas behind him.
He nodded towards Haruki beside him. Haruki controlled the wooden stick to fly towards the Sunagakure border camp ahead.
The sniper team ninjas remained suspended in mid-air, quietly awaiting the signal to begin fighting.
The Sunagakure border defense camp, like a giant steel scorpion crawling in the desert, leaned against a massive rock mountain, its grotesque silhouette faintly visible in the sparse starlight.
The walls, built from hardened sand, were six ters high, with poisoned kunai stuck into the top.
Figures moved on the tall watchtowers. Campfires dotted the interior of the camp.
Most of the ninjas had already rotated for rest, with only the patrol team still moving through the camp.
A piercing shriek tore through the night sky.
"Enemy attack! Main gate direction! Large number of Agakure ninjas!"
Deafening explosions resounded one after another from the direction of the camp’s main gate.
Dazzling flas instantly tore through the darkness.
In the direction of the Sunagakure camp’s main gate, led by Miozawa, the Agakure ninjas moved like ghosts in the darkness.
They continuously threw kunai tied with a large number of explosive tags, which accurately landed at the camp entrance and on the nearest watchtower.
Boom!
The camp gate was blown to smithereens, sand and stones flew everywhere, and burning debris fell like teors.
The Sunagakure camp awoke from its slumber. The Sunagakure ninjas roared, pouring out of their tents.
"Hold the gate! It’s the main assault of the Agakure ninjas! Don’t let them in!"
A Sunagakure Jonin roared in the chaos, and countless shurikens shot towards the Agakure ninjas with a sharp whistling sound.
Miozawa hid behind a large rock, as shurikens clanged against the rock.
A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.
The Sunagakure ninjas had fallen for it!
At this mont, above the Sunagakure border camp, Haruki and his team silently descended.
Above the camp, at a height of about a hundred ters, Haruki and his team hovered beneath the thick night sky.
Isona’s voice reached the ears of the Agakure ninjas behind him, clear and calm. "Prepare to throw. First round, salamander poison. Second round, explosive tags. Target-oriented, cover strike."
The Agakure ninjas responsible for throwing the salamander poison wore their gas masks, and cold light flickered in their eyes behind the lenses.
Haruki took a deep breath, controlling the wooden sticks to instantly scatter, and the Agakure ninjas flew in different directions.
Dozens of deep purple glass jars silently fell towards the camp’s logistics area.
Bang!
Dull shattering sounds were imperceptible amidst the camp’s clamor.
The glass jars shattered, and deep purple poisonous mist, like countless venomous snakes simultaneously spitting venom, surged out at an astonishing speed.
The poisonous mist spread wildly, instantly covering nearly one-third of the camp’s core area in the blink of an eye.
"What is that?!"
"Cough... cough, cough! My eyes!"
"Poison gas! It’s Hanzo’s poison... Ugh ah—!"
"..."
Piercing screams and terrified shouts instantly overwheld the explosions at the main gate.
The ninjas within Sunagakure’s logistics camp, enveloped by the poisonous mist, felt excruciating pain like being cut by knives.
Their vision instantly blurred, their muscles twitched uncontrollably, and their strength rapidly drained away like a receding tide.
After only a few seconds of struggle, countless Sunagakure ninjas vomited foul blood, their eyeballs bulged, and they collapsed to the ground like boneless sli.
"Don’t panic! Put on your gas masks! Quick!" Experienced ninjas shouted hoarsely.
But it was too late. The poison was dispersed by the violent night wind in the desert.
Haruki rode his broom, it was his turn to act. He actively asked Isona to assign him the task of throwing explosive tags.
Only by letting the Sunagakure ninjas see him could they generate intense emotions towards him.
Haruki’s figure quickly moved through the entire camp from above. Dense explosive tags fell like hail from high in the sky.
"They’re in the air!"
"How is that possible?!"
"They crossed the quicksand?!"
"..."
The Sunagakure ninjas in the camp looked up and saw Haruki under the night sky.
After throwing the explosive tags, Haruki flew a few more circles, afraid that the Sunagakure ninjas hadn’t seen him.
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja A’s killing intent value 3000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja B’s killing intent value 3000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja C’s hatred value 3000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja D’s fear value 3000.]
...
[Currently, a total of 54,000 killing intent points have been collected, and your Cursed Spirit Sukuna’s rank has increased to 58%.]
[Currently, a total of 18,000 hatred points have been collected, activating Cursed Spirit No. 008 — Malicious Cursed Spirit Mahito.]
[Mahito (18%)]
[Currently, a total of 9,000 fear points have been collected, and your Cursed Spirit Hanami’s rank has increased to 29%.]
Boom—
Rumble—
Explosions ten tis more violent than at the camp’s main gate swept through the entire camp.
Haruki’s pupils shone brightly.
The battlefield truly is a good place!
Many copyable techniques should have been activated as well.
Fiery fireballs rose one after another, engulfing the tents and the ninjas who couldn’t dodge in ti.
The orange-red flas reflected the swirling purple poisonous mist, turning the entire Sunagakure border camp into a living hell.
The sniper team, riding on wooden sticks, descended from the air, landing on the ground and attacking the surviving Sunagakure ninjas.
Haruki swooped down without hesitation, jumping off his broom, his long sword unsheathed from his back, and joined the battlefield.
How could he make the Sunagakure ninjas feel extre emotions if he didn’t personally act?
"A re child dares to enter the battlefield..."
A Sunagakure ninja crawled out of the ruins beside Haruki, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.
His eyes were filled with blood vessels, and his eyeballs seed to be about to pop out of their sockets.
[Ding!]
[System detected Yoru’s killing intent value 3000.]
[Your Cursed Spirit Sukuna’s rank has increased to 58.3%.]
"I’ll tear you to pieces!"
Yoru gnashed his teeth, his eyes filled with fury. He lunged at Haruki like the most primitive beast.
Ding!][
[System detected Yoru’s hatred value 5000.]
[Your Cursed Spirit Mahito’s rank has increased to 23%.]
Haruki estimated that this ninja had gone mad. He sheathed his sword, choosing to let a crazier existence deal with him.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Long ti no see!"
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