Something More Terrible Than Death

Cackle, cackle, cackle!

Large numbers of Puppets began moving rapidly. The Chakra threads controlling these Puppets were even extended quite far.

All of this was to prevent themselves from being affected by the Radiation too early.

"This kid is too dangerous. He's not even twelve yet, and the Chakra Toxin he's producing can already affect so many people..."

At this moment, Chiyo thought of that troublesome guy, Hanzo. With his Salamander Poison, he effortlessly poisoned countless ninja, making even the strongest experts from the Five Great Villages extremely wary of him.

"I will absolutely not allow another Hanzo to emerge in Konoha!"

A cold glint shot from Chiyo's eyes. She immediately opened a scroll and summoned the Chikamatsu Collection!

Accompanied by strange noises, Chiyo generated a large amount of Chakra to cover herself and held her breath, about to control the Collection of Ten to tear through the Konoha defense line and kill Gen'ichi.

But at this moment.

Many Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!

A large number of venomous snakes suddenly surged forward, entangling the ten Puppets.

"So you're finally making your move, old hag Chiyo. I won't let you succeed."

Orochimaru extended his long tongue. A continuous stream of venomous snakes poured out from his sleeves, his malicious gaze fixed directly on Chiyo.

I can't let you get close to Gen'ichi so easily. I'm also very interested in this kid. It's not just Attack Cells; his Bloodline can directly attack the deepest part of life itself, the DNA...

The more he thought about it, the more excited Orochimaru became, licking his lips with his tongue.

If it weren't for those two guys, Minato and Shibi, being here, he would have already made his move. He wouldn't necessarily put Gen'ichi on an operating table for dissection, but at least taking a blood sample every now and then, or cutting off a small piece of flesh for cultivation, would be standard procedure.

"Orochimaru... where is that woman Tsunade? Tell her to get out here and see me." Chiyo's gaze was cold.

But Orochimaru sneered, wasting no more words. He fiercely clashed with Chiyo, unleashing powerful S-rank Ninjutsu one after another with astonishing might.

On the other side, Huangtu also encountered troublesome enemies.

"Minato Namikaze and Aburame Shibi... both are very difficult opponents. Roshi, we need to use your power."

Huangtu's expression was grim. The Iwa Ninja under his command were being instantly killed in large numbers by the constantly moving Minato, and were also being bitten by bugs appearing from who knows where.

He immediately turned his head and gave an order to a person who exuded a dangerous aura.

"War truly is sickening."

Roshi stood up expressionlessly, leaped forward, and landed on the ground with a crash.

Lava Release: Scorching Stream Rock Technique!

Several balls of lava spewed from Roshi's mouth, emitting terrifying high temperatures, and hurtled towards the ranks of the Konoha Ninja.

"What kind of Jutsu is this?!"

"Such high temperatures! Damn it, this guy's Jutsu is a lot like Gen'ichi's; they both can generate high heat."

Some Konoha Ninja used Water Release Ninjutsu to defend, but they were instantly pierced by the lava balls.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you Konoha guys really that uncultured? Even if it looks similar, that Konoha kid's Jutsu should be the one that looks like mine..."

Roshi's expression was indifferent as he continuously spewed lava balls from his mouth, each containing terrifying concussive force.

But the next moment, a large number of kunai were thrown. The instant they touched the lava balls, they disappeared completely, taking the entire lava balls with them.

"Iwa Ninja are even sending Jinchuriki onto the battlefield? Still, if it's the Four-Tails, I can handle him."

Minato Namikaze appeared instantly, holding a Flying Thunder God Kunai, and solemnly blocked Roshi.

In the early stages of the Third Great Ninja War, he had clashed with Kumogakure's Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, so he deeply understood how formidable Jinchuriki could be.

Not to mention his girlfriend was the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

"Don't underestimate me. If I accidentally kill you, there'll be no saving you." Roshi sneered.

Two Kage-level Experts engaged in a fierce confrontation. This was a battlefield that ordinary ninja simply couldn't participate in.

Aburame Shibi, meanwhile, said nothing and single-handedly charged towards Huangtu and his guard detail.

"You Konoha bastards, this time we'll definitely crush you!"

Huangtu was furious.

By this point, all the capable Kage-level and Elite Jonin had entered the fray. Various powerful, large-scale Ninjutsu frequently erupted. With even a slight misstep, the power would spread, and the residual force alone could wipe out large numbers of ninja in a single wave.

In a battle of tens of thousands, the ground often shook and mountains trembled. Squads skilled in various Jutsu coordinated to create even greater devastation.

"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"

"Wind Release: Wind Cutter!"

"Wind Release: Tornado Hurricane!"

A large number of Wind Release Ninjutsu attacked, kicking up sand and stones, with fierce winds howling. The stirred-up dust somewhat blocked the Radiation.

"It's working! The destructive power of that force seems to be weakening!"

The Sunagakure Ninja rushed forward with red eyes and looks of pleasant surprise. Numerous Puppets charged ahead, regardless of casualties.

At this time, Gen'ichi stood within a protective circle of dozens of ninja, his expression calm as he watched these frantic individuals.

"Weakening them with Wind Release, huh? Considering the Radioactive Dust, weakening them that way is definitely a smart idea, but only if I don't step in to control the Radiation."

Gen'ichi tilted his head, looking at the Puppets rushing forward, and the distorted faces behind them.

War... it truly is something that drives people blindly insane.

"Protect the Shiranui Family descendant. If things truly go south... then cover his retreat back to the main camp."

Some Konoha Jonin had grim expressions. Having lost Gen'ichi's power, they had essentially lost a significant advantage.

Anyone who had experienced fighting a powerful enemy, watching them get weaker and weaker, screaming in pain, and then being finished off, would absolutely be unable to resist Gen'ichi's Crowd Control Ability.

In their understanding, Gen'ichi's ability was like combining Sensor Ninjutsu with a large-scale poisoning technique. It was equivalent to saying that any enemy he could sense was effectively under attack!!

What Gen'ichi had demonstrated, his effectiveness in large-scale wars, was truly terrifying.

He was practically a Grim Reaper. And Gen'ichi was still so young. If they just gave him a few more years...

"Gen'ichi, Lady Tsunade ordered your squad to fall back!"

A ninja appeared before Gen'ichi, kneeling on one knee.

"Please report back to Lady Tsunade," Gen'ichi said calmly, "that me standing here is the best support for this war."

"But Lady Tsunade..."

"My technique won't be suppressed by some Wind Release. Trust me."

The next moment, Gen'ichi increased the output of Radiation. Soon, large numbers of Sunagakure Ninja and Iwa Ninja were once again significantly affected, falling into a difficult situation.

Some individuals soon let out screams, gave up fighting, and lay on the ground howling, frantically scratching their bodies.

Their skin rapidly ulcerated, flesh swelled and tore.

Yet they wouldn't die instantly. Amidst the painful howls, they personally felt the screams of every cell in their body, the shattering of every internal organ, watching helplessly as they tore themselves apart, with heat radiating from within, while also stimulating their bodies to become deformed and collapse.

Such a horrific sight, just one glance, was enough to make one feel like they'd fallen into an ice cave, trembling all over.

The blow to morale and will was even harder to imagine.

The war continued like this, with tens of thousands of ninja fighting fiercely on the Konoha Border. With every passing moment, someone fell dead on the spot.

Such a high-intensity war lasted a full day, with fierce fighting until sunset.