It was a deathly silent darkness, with only the sound of his own heavy breathing in his ears. Beneath the Tactical Scope Helmet, the world ahead was shrouded in deep, eerie green-black darkness, dotted with dense red points.
Where were the enemies?
The Tactical Ninjutsu Tool indicated that they were everywhere.
The entire display was filled with fine red points drifting about, flickering uneasily like snowstatic.
Looking around, there was no sign of the enemy, only the faintly marked outlines of his teammates.
The channel was deathly silent. The teammates remained silent amid the oppressive atmosphere until someone finally broke the silence.
"Damn it! All of you, show yourselves! Where the hell are the enemies?"
"Nothing but Iron Sand!"
Their words were filled with barely restrained irritation.
The Ninja Magistrate personnel had undergone rigorous training. Unless they truly could not hold it in, they would not easily show their unease.
But the current situation was anything but ordinary.
Everyone knew the enemy was nearby, yet the enemy was like a ghost, completely invisible.
All they could see was this Iron Sand.
"Are they all right?"
Far behind, on the second line of defense, the stationed personnel watched their comrades ahead being swallowed by the Black Mist.
"Captain, what do you think?" A teammate turned to look at the captain beside him.
"Too reckless." Pakura said gravely, "They're risking their lives just to probe for weaknesses. That Iron Sand is practically alive, and extremely dangerous. This plan is like crawling into a beast's mouth to attack a heart whose location you don't even know. It's absurd."
"Then do you have a better way? Our offensive is having limited effect."
Pakura looked at her subordinate.
If I knew, do you think I'd still be standing here watching?
"Beep beep beep."
At that