".As If an Asura Hell

.

Under the dim night sky, Nairaku stood out of nowhere!

On the ground, the explosion from the falling azure fire ignited the surrounding trees, and the raging flames kept burning.

The blast killed a bunch of rogue ninjas who couldn't dodge in time; the survivors, still alive, kept wailing in agony amid the firelight.

Hovering above, Nairaku could even smell the scent of flesh being roasted by the flames!

Seeing the people struggling in the blaze below, Nairaku thought, perhaps being blown up just now would be a relatively swift death for them.

"Ah... my leg... my leg is broken!"
A rogue ninja whose leg had been blown off clutched the bloody stump, writhing on the ground for help.

"Ugh... I... I don't want to die... Someone, please help me..."
Another rogue ninja had half his abdomen blown to pieces, his entrails spilling across the ground through the gaping wound.

He whispered a plea for rescue to those around, blood streaming continuously from the corner of his mouth, occasionally coughing up chunks of organ.

But the people nearby clearly couldn't spare a thought for his life; the light in his eyes grew ever dimmer.

"Someone, put out the fire! Help me quickly!"
A man engulfed in raging flames rolled on the ground incessantly, trying to smother the fire on his body.

"Everyone, quick! All water‑style ninjas, unleash your techniques to extinguish the fire!"
Just as the crowd panicked, a voice rang out!

Nairaku looked toward the source of the voice and, to his surprise, it was the rogue ninja leader!

"Oh? Still alive? Your luck is something else!"
"And to think you could even remember to organize water‑style ninjas to put out the fire at a time like this—clearly you have some leadership skill, too. Too bad..."

Nairaku shook his head. No matter how talented this person was, his heart was corrupt, and Nairaku would never let him go.

The ninjas below finally reacted, and all the water‑style ninjas began casting fire‑extinguishing techniques!

Nairaku paid them no mind, merely standing in midair, watching coldly.

After all, in his eyes they were nothing but lambs awaiting slaughter!

"Hm? Trying to run?"
Hovering in the air, Nairaku had already activated his Byakugan, perceiving everything below.

He saw several rogue ninjas scattering in the four cardinal directions, clearly attempting to outrun him.

"Hmph, nice idea, but too bad!"
White Thunder

Nairaku's body didn't move; he simply raised a hand and gestured at the fleeing few in midair.

In the next instant, several blinding bolts of lightning descended from the sky, turning those people into charred husks!

The crowd below, who had just finished extinguishing the fire, looked at the charred bodies and instantly wore even more desperate expressions.

"Bastard... that bastard wants to wipe us out completely..."
"Damned, either way we're dead. Everyone, let's go at him!"
"Alright, fight him. At least we can die with some dignity!"

Seeing that Nairaku wouldn't let them go and that they couldn't escape, their lingering bloodlust was sparked.

"Planning to go all out?"
"Now that's more like a ninja. Since that's the case, I'll let you die on the battlefield as ninjas; at least it'll give you some face!"

Watching the crowd below ready to throw themselves into a desperate fight, Nairaku roughly counted—about twenty‑something people—nodded, and plunged down at speed!

After landing, Nairaku drew his Zanpaku Blade straight from the system space!

"Enough. We've wasted enough time; let's finish this quickly!"
Nairaku unsheathed the Zanpaku Blade and pointed it at the group of rogue ninjas!

If you enjoyed this story, remember to add it to your shelf so you can find it next time.

In the next instant, using a flash step, he appeared behind a rogue ninja, and before the man could react, the Zanpaku Blade sliced off his head!

The head separated from the body, and blood gushed out of the neck like a fountain!

The crimson blood blossomed like a flower of death!

Having dealt with one, Nairaku didn't hesitate; he brandished the blade and charged at the others!

The rest were already exhausted, powerless to resist; Nairaku tore through them like a tiger among sheep, and the number of rogue ninjas dwindled rapidly!

Some wielded kunai, but Nairaku sliced both the person and their kunai in half. Others were about to form hand seals for a technique, and he cleaved their arms piece by piece!

Even without invoking a first release, the Zanpaku Blade's unyielding sharpness, combined with Nairaku's speed and strength, turned it into an unmatched divine weapon that could cut through anything.

Finally, when Nairaku sheathed his blade and stood, only the rogue ninja leader remained alive on the scene!

The rest were all slain on the spot by Nairaku!

Severed limbs and broken arms littered the ground, scattering in all directions!

Earlier, the rebel ninjas used water ninjutsu to extinguish the fire, leaving the ground flooded. Now the blood pouring from the corpses mixes with the standing water, turning the entire clearing a vivid crimson!

On one side stands the manor, reduced to shattered walls and still blazing fiercely; on the other side lies a field of corpses and blood. The combined scene makes the place look like an Asura Hell!

And Nairaku, the grim reaper who harvests lives!

The surviving rebel ninja leader, staring at the scene before him, was utterly terrified; his eyes widened as Nairaku's pupils contracted sharply, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably!

Nairaku looked at him and took a step toward him!

That single step became the final straw that broke the rebel leader's mental defense.

Facing Nairaku's advance, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground!

"Demon… you are a demon.."

He kept murmuring it.

"Now, I speak, you answer! If your reply satisfies me, I'll grant you a quick death. Understand?"

Nairaku, brandishing his blade, stepped in front of him and said, "Demon… is a demon…"

Yet, as if he hadn't heard Nairaku's question, he kept mumbling nonstop.

"Tsk… scared stiff?"

Nairaku frowned; this wasn't easy.

Nairaku spared his life only to find out whether, beyond these people, there were any other strongholds. If there were, Nairaku planned to work harder and eradicate them all at once!

Although Nairaku is usually a bit lazy, he had taken a commission from the Grass Nation this time, and adhering to the principle that the client is god, he decided to either not do it or do it cleanly!

He didn't expect the rebel leader to be so terrified that he'd lost his mind under such intense shock!

"Swish"

Nairaku swung his blade and cleaved off one of the opponent's arms!

"Ugh… ah… my hand…"

Nairaku's blade was so fast that the rebel leader, whose arm had just been severed, felt nothing at first; only a moment later, a wave of excruciating pain slammed into his mind!

The agony of losing an arm finally snapped him out of his daze, and he began to scream loudly!

"Regained your senses? If so, answer my question!"

Looking at the wailing rebel leader on the ground, Nairaku remained calm and said coldly, After years of missions, facing enemies, Nairaku had long forged a heart of stone!

If you enjoy this book, remember to add it to your shelf so you don't lose it next time.

By popular demand, we now offer an ad‑free experience for VIP members.

Click to view