End the Battle

What kind of eyes are these? Why did this kid's eyes suddenly turn red? Why do I feel afraid when I see his eyes, and why do I feel a deep-seated fear in my heart?

The ninja dared not speak anymore. He didn't dare utter a single word because he vaguely sensed a suffocating force. This force was terrifying; he felt fear without doing anything.

Whether it was a misperception or not, the ninja in front of Xuan Ye seemed to have spotted a blood-red mist. What exactly was this? The ninja looked at the blood-red mist floating around him and wondered silently.

Suddenly, the ninja's eyes widened, as if he had discovered something that made him feel terrified.

"That mist, that mist seems to be coming from that brat, could this be real?!" The ninja kept shaking his head, unable to believe what he had just seen.

"No, this can't be real, this can't be real. My eyes must be playing tricks on me, my eyes must be playing tricks on me and I can't see clearly." The ninja rubbed his small eyes hard.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the blood-red weapons around him seemed to be slowly getting denser, and the suffocating aura that had been pressing down on him had not disappeared. Moreover, the blood-red mist seemed to be getting denser along with the aura of fear.

"How could this be? Why did it suddenly turn out like this? Why is there such a suffocating aura? Why is there such blood-red mist around us?" The ninja in front of Xuan Ye couldn't understand, and he didn't want to understand.

At this moment, the murderous aura in Xuan Ye's heart continued to increase, and the killing intent in his blood-red eyes also continued to grow. As the murderous aura in Xuan Ye's heart continued to increase, the concentration of blood mist in the air also increased, and the aura of fear gradually grew.

At this moment, Xuan Ye's gaze fell on the ninja not far from him, the ninja who had been constantly insulting him with derogatory words.

"Sigh! I thought I was immune to these swear words, but it turns out that hearing these curse words still makes me feel uncomfortable, and I still have the urge to kill people."

"Fine, since I've already harbored such murderous intent, then you shall extinguish the flames of anger within me! It's your duty, and perhaps you'll feel honored to put an end to my rage."

A sinister smile appeared on Xuan Ye's face, a smile that seemed to merge with endless killing intent. The eyes of the ninja in front of Xuan Ye were like the smile of the Death God, as if the Death God was smiling at him.

Actually, the two are not that different. Xuan Ye's smile was to show how strong the anger in his heart was, and this anger had to be extinguished by the fragile life of that ninja, otherwise Xuan Ye didn't know what irrational things he might do.

Since Xuan Ye has already accepted the ninja's death, what difference is there between this smile and the smile of the Death God?

"Are you ready for a feast of death?"

A hoarse voice came from Xuan Ye's mouth. The voice sounded terrifying and might even frighten some children to tears if they heard it.

"What... what do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do?"

The ninja in front of Xuan Ye was already so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, looking at Xuan Ye with extreme fear in his eyes. Xuan Ye's words just now felt to this ninja as if the King of Hell was coming to take his life.

"Didn't you just tell me to leave? Didn't you say you wanted me to leave? I'll leave now, I'll leave this place right now, okay? Okay?"

The ninja in front of Xuan Ye spoke in a trembling voice, which Xuan Ye could hear, and there was even a hint of a sob in his voice.

"Heh, didn't you say you were a ninja? Didn't you say you were a ninja from Amegakure? Are all the ninjas in Amegakure like you?"

Xuan Ye looked at the ninja in front of him with amusement, his eyes carrying a hint of disdain and mockery.

"I'm just a lowly Genin, a mere Genin. Please, spare me! Please let me go!" the ninja pleaded with Xuan Ye, his voice trembling, as if he were about to burst into tears from fear.

"Hmph! You want to leave again now? I told you to leave earlier, but you wouldn't. I told you to go earlier, but you wouldn't go. Now you've angered me and want to leave? Let me tell you, there's no such thing in this world. You're going to die today."

Xuan Ye narrowed his eyes, smiling wickedly, and took out a sharp Kunai from his pocket with his right hand. In this desolate land, the sunlight could shine directly down.

The dark Kunai reflected an extremely dazzling light under the sunlight, a light that seemed to the ninja as the last ray of light before death.

"No, no, don't kill me, don't kill me, please!" The ninja in front of Xuan Ye knelt down and kowtowed desperately in Xuan Ye's direction, begging for forgiveness.

However, this could not diminish Xuan Ye's anger. Since this burning anger had been ignited, it could only be extinguished by the blood of one person; there was no other way.

"Alas! It's truly tragic that a ninja has been reduced to this state. A ninja should be fearless, unafraid of any hardship or pain, and move forward relentlessly." Xuan Ye's voice was soft, as if he felt sorrow for the ninja's actions and for the ninja profession itself.

In an instant, Xuan Ye slightly raised the dark and extremely sharp Kunai in his hand, pushed off with his foot, and suddenly rushed towards the location of the ninja.

A black trail appeared in the air, and the trail ended behind the ninja. Several drops of blood were seen on the Kunai in Xuan Ye's hand, slowly flowing down the tip of the Kunai, and the crimson blood fell to the ground.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, a sound came from behind Xuan Ye. It was the sound of an extremely sharp weapon coming into contact with flesh. A stream of bright red blood spurted from the ninja's neck, and a horrifying bloody wound could be clearly seen on the ninja's neck.

The wound was inflicted when the ninja was completely unaware.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ninja next to Xuan Ye collapsed to the ground, his eyes still wide open, his body trembling slightly from time to time, and a large amount of blood flowing from his neck, soon forming a large pool of blood.

Slowly, Xuan Ye took out a short towel from his white clothes and used it to wipe the Kunai in his hand that was stained with crimson blood.