The sound of metal clashing exploded beside Haruki.
Muteki’s wound had not yet fully healed. Haruki did not release his hand pressed against Muteki’s wound.
He looked behind him. Yuma’s figure stood like a rock behind him. He held open a wide, scarred metal black umbrella. He and the umbrella firmly protected Haruki, blocking the enemies behind him.
Iron Umbrella: Thousand Needles!
The open black umbrella spun rapidly in Yuma’s hand. The edge of the umbrella drew circles of white light in the air.
A low hum entered Haruki’s ears. Shuriken continuously flew towards Yuma, colliding with the metal umbrella surface in his hand, producing a harsh scraping sound.
Yuma’s arm muscles bulged, and he coldly scanned the direction from which the attacks came, as extremely fine steel needles shot out from the edge of the umbrella.
They were dense, almost merging with the heavy rain, making them difficult to distinguish. The sound of them cutting through the air was sharp.
Screams came from within the rain and wind. A faint smell of blood drifted over, and Haruki looked to his left.
Yushi stood beside him, his figure seemingly transforming into strands of rain, dazzling to the eye. The kunai in his hand mercilessly reaped the lives of his enemies.
A faint mist of rain surrounded him, enveloping his form, allowing him to move stealthily among the enemies, silently taking their lives. The pile of corpses in front of them grew larger and larger.
"Alright." Haruki withdrew his hand.
Muteki’s waist wound had healed. His face was somewhat pale from blood loss, but his body had fully recovered. He felt no pain whatsoever. The wound on his waist was as if it had never existed.
A kunai pierced Mizuna’s shoulder. He gritted his teeth, not allowing the Sunagakure ninja in front of him to approach Haruki one step further.
The Sunagakure ninja’s eyes were filled with killing intent, he pulled out the kunai and stabbed towards Mizuna’s neck.
However, the injured Mizuna reacted extremely quickly, his figure dodging the Sunagakure ninja’s hand like a slippery fish.
The Sunagakure ninja suddenly let out a short, sharp scream. The short blade in Mizuna’s hand had already pierced the Sunagakure ninja’s neck from behind.
He pulled out the short blade that had gone through the Sunagakure ninja’s throat, bringing out a trail of blood beads.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
Intense pain came from behind. Mizuna looked down at the long blade piercing his chest.
His gaze turned to Haruki. He opened his mouth, wanting to reassure Haruki that he was fine, that he was going to die anyway, but he couldn’t make a sound.
Haruki gently stroked his ring, his eyes filled with icy coldness.
Accompanied by a shriek that seemed to shatter eardrums, Rika’s massive body appeared before Haruki.
Rika grabbed Mizuna with one hand and slapped the shocked Sunagakure ninja behind Mizuna with the other.
A mist of blood scattered in the air.
Mizuna was placed in front of Haruki by Rika. Haruki calmly pulled the blade from Mizuna’s chest, and Cursed Energy surged towards Mizuna’s chest wound.
"You’ll be fine." Haruki promised him.
Mizuna’s pale lips twitched. Before a smile could form, pain arrived first, making his brows furrow.
The wound on Mizuna’s chest rapidly healed.
Rika was enraged by the constantly approaching Sunagakure ninjas. A brutal shriek tore through the entire battlefield. Her giant claw slammed down towards the Sunagakure ninjas.
The Sunagakure ninja who was close to Haruki was like a person being squeezed into a hydraulic press.
The Sunagakure ninja was instantly compressed like a biscuit. After compression, only a cloud of blood mist scattered in the air remained. The blood mist was mixed with shattered headbands and fabric remnants.
The Sunagakure ninjas watched this terrifying scene with their own eyes.
The closest Sunagakure ninja frantically tried to activate the Substitution Jutsu. He was almost drenched in cold sweat.
That terrifying monster had already reached out its hand towards him. Unfortunately, he had only half-formed his hand seal.
The Sunagakure ninja’s dull corpse crashed to the ground, but his head was nowhere to be seen.
Rika released her grip, and a ball of blood mist exploded from her palm. Rika’s massive, distorted body shielded Haruki in her shadow.
Rika’s brutality plunged the battlefield into a momentary silence.
Rika’s throat squeezed out a loving gurgle. She stretched out her blood-stained claws. Even the slightest rustle of wind approaching Haruki would cause her to burst into a frenzy.
[System has detected Sunagakure ninja A’s Killing Intent value +1000.]
[System has detected Sunagakure ninja B’s Killing Intent value +1000.]
[System has detected Sunagakure ninja C’s Killing Intent value +1000.]
Haruki listened to the incessant prompt sounds in his mind. He murmured in his mind, ’It’s New Year’s Day today...’
He actually gained so much Killing Intent value. Even now, the Killing Intent value had not stopped increasing. It kept dinging and donging incessantly.
"Kill him at all costs!"
The voices of the Sunagakure ninjas came from different directions.
Haruki looked up, and saw that the battle situation before him had changed.
Countless Amegakure ninjas gathered around him. He was like the center, with countless Amegakure ninjas blocking him, forming a circle.
And on the outer perimeter of the circle, countless Sunagakure ninjas completely surrounded Haruki and the Amegakure ninjas, forming a huge circle.
Haruki did not see Hanzo or Suzaku, so there must be a second battlefield.
"He can not only heal dying ninjas but also command monsters."
"He cannot be allowed to live."
The Sunagakure ninjas stared at him with bloodshot eyes, their malice almost solidifying. Haruki didn’t expect himself to be so hated.
[System has detected Sunagakure ninja A’s Fear value +2000.]
[Did not reach the activation value for a Cursed Spirit, Fear value has been stored.]
[System has detected Sunagakure ninja B’s Rage value +3000.]
[Did not reach the activation value for a Cursed Spirit; Rage value has been stored.]
[System has detected Sunagakure ninja C’s Hatred value +3000.]
[Did not reach the activation value for a Cursed Spirit, Hatred value has been stored.]
[A total of 21000 Killing Intent value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit, Sukuna’s rank has increased to 51.1%.]
Haruki controlled the corners of his lips from curling upwards.
Haruki looked at the Amegakure ninjas who surrounded him. They all had more or less injuries on their bodies.
Kurogaya turned around and put down the severely injured ninja on his back.
"You just need to save people, leave the rest to us." Kurogaya looked at Haruki seriously.
He smiled reassuringly and said, "We will protect you well."
After speaking, Kurogaya stood up, and turned his back to Haruki. His gaze towards the Sunagakure ninjas suddenly turned cold, he drew the curved blade from his waist.
It was time for the Cursed Spirits to repay him.
Haruki’s gaze passed through the Amegakure ninjas and landed on the Sunagakure ninjas surrounding them.