Lightning Release: Lightning Burial!!

Chapter 47 Lightning Release: Lightning Burial!! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!)

Uzushio Village was now submerged in the dimness of night.

In the distance, the booming blood mist that rose up turned the moon a scarlet red.

Many who looked up subconsciously took half a step back, the clamor and unease rising rapidly like boiling water.

However, several ninja jumped out to control the scene, and there was no riot or stampede.

"What's going on?"

"Is there a power outage?"

"Why today of all days!"

"Could it be... an enemy invasion?"

As soon as these words came out, silence fell around the speaker.

The faces of the crowd, illuminated by the moonlight, showed unbelievable shock, instantly erupting into a huge commotion that even the Uzumaki ninja struggled to control.

Darkness was like a surging tide, drumming and washing over the entire street.

Many people looked at each other, their faces filled with panic and helplessness, as if they could hear each other's thunderous heartbeats and rapid breathing.

They didn't know what was happening, but they felt that something terrible was quietly unfolding.

"What's going on?"

Uzumaki Yoake suddenly crouched down, tightly grasping his daughter Yoriko's small hand, his expression becoming extremely ugly.

The street fell silent, nothing could be seen, nothing could be heard.

"All ninja, organize the villagers to go to..." Yoake strained his voice, about to say something.

But in the next moment, he suddenly felt a deep chill, and subconsciously looked up at the deep night sky.

"They're here." Nagato's tone was calm, as if he had expected it.

"AHAHAHAHA!"

The first thing to break the silence was an unusually shrill laugh, as sharp as an infant's throat.

Then, illuminated by the dim moonlight, two figures fell from the sky, making an extremely heavy sound, like a hammer hitting everyone's hearts hard.

"Everyone, it's cleanup time, AHAHAHAHA!"

The shrill laughter came, and Yoake's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes reflecting the azure light!

The azure light rising in the crowd was reminiscent of the rising sun on the coastline.

The rising sun can dye half the sea and sky, and can also illuminate everyone's face now, making those who witness it feel their eyes sting.

No, that was not the "rising sun."

"Run!!" Uzumaki Yoake let out an extremely shrill roar.

In the next moment, the light bloomed to the extreme, like a newborn sun in the dark night.

But what it sprinkled was not sunlight.

But, lightning!!

"Lightning Release..." In the very center of the azure light, Kurosuki Raiga held the Lightning Blade: Kiba, his tone indifferent: "Lightning Burial!!"

A towering azure beam of light fell from the night sky.

An irregular sphere quickly formed from the ground.

If the lightning in the sky was a fleeting branch, then this was a giant tree that grew after the lightning struck the ground.

Boom!!!

The last wisp of white light in the beam was extremely bright, almost illuminating the entire Uzushio Village, and also illuminating most of the dark night sky.

"Cough cough! Cough!!"

Uzumaki Yoake looked blank, although his consciousness had recovered, his ears were still ringing.

"Hey! Hey! Wake up!"

The shouts in his ears went from far to near, and his senses gradually began to recover.

Soon, a sense of numbness surged throughout his body, his head was also throbbing, and then a strong smell of black smoke and sulfur rushed into Uzumaki Yoake's nose.

There was even a strange smell of meat.

The nauseating smell made his face turn pale, and he couldn't help but dry heave.

"Ugh!! Cough cough!"

Yoake lay on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, and his vision gradually began to recover, his eyes gradually changing from a white snowy static to a hazy orange-red.

"What's... going on..." Yoake's expression became ferocious, reaching out to support his aching head.

When he opened his dry eyes and looked up blankly, he was completely dumbfounded.

Firelight, soaring firelight.

Scorched earth, a expanse of scorched earth.

All he could see was desolation, thick white smoke, and charred ground.

"Awake now? Need me to slap you again?"

Just then, a cold and childish voice sounded in his ear.

Yoake subconsciously turned his head and saw the blindfolded kid looking at him, his daughter Yoriko in his arms.

"Yoriko!"

His eyes widened instantly, and he propped himself up, trying to crawl to his feet, but the dizziness made him fall again. He struggled several times but couldn't stand up.

It wasn't until Nagato reached out a hand to support his arm that he didn't fall to the ground.

"You shielded your daughter before the attack landed; she only has some scrapes."

Nagato turned his head to look into the distance, his tone somewhat complex as he said in a low voice, "If someone hadn't blocked that ninjutsu..."

At this moment, Yoake's chaotic brain cleared, and he remembered the terrifying Lightning Release ninjutsu.

"Village, villagers..."

His face paled as he looked at the center of the explosion where the smoke was dissipating, and he saw the deep pit in the ruins and scorched earth.

Dozens of charred figures, their life or death unknown, lay within a hundred meters of the pit.

In the glow of the burning flames, four charred corpses stood upright in the square pit.

They maintained their last actions before death, the hand seal they formed being the "Tiger" seal.

"That seal... the Four Violet Flames Formation."

Staring at the four charred corpses whose faces were unrecognizable, Yoake's voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows: "They used the Four Violet Flames Formation to protect the other villagers, at the cost of their own lives."

The Four Violet Flames Formation is a barrier ninjutsu that requires four people to cast together, the last seal being the "Tiger" seal.

The Lightning Release ninjutsu only took a few seconds to charge up, meaning that the four ninja didn't even hesitate...

"I take back what I said." Nagato suddenly spoke, paused, and then continued, "Being mired in false peace is disappointing, but the will to protect comrades is dazzling enough."

These so-called "relatives" do have aspects that he can acknowledge.

Just then, Nagato's expression suddenly froze.

Two figures slowly walked out of the dust and mist.

"Oh dear, how disappointing."

Muri Sebashi grinned, revealing sharp teeth, and looked at Kurosuki Raiga, letting out a cruel and strange laugh: "Your strongest move was blocked."

Kurosuki Raiga, holding a Lightning Blade in each hand, ignored him, only looking at the four still-standing charred corpses with regret, and sighed: "Of the countless funerals I've held, this is the most touching."

Seeing that he was being ignored, Muri Sebashi snorted and looked at Uzumaki Yoake leaning against the wall in the distance.

"Hmm?"

Muri Sebashi blinked, puzzled, "Weren't there two people there just now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a faint buzzing sound.

The next moment, the small figure appeared silently behind him.

Pale, rough fingers gripped a short knife, and stabbed towards Muri Sebashi's neck with a chilling intent.