Jashin Lord, Grant Me Strength

Clearly, what they had imagined did not happen.

Just before the water cover fell, a massive dark-red centipede emerged from the "kettle" and drove itself heavily into the rock.

Shiraishi Mori leaped out from between the four stone walls.

The thick Centipede Weihe erupted with astonishing force, swinging the boulder on its tail like a meteor hammer.

The ninjas stared at the sight, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Are you kidding me?"

Believe it or not, Shiraishi Mori had already swung the boulder with all his strength, smashing it down from midair like a falling meteor!

"Scatter!"

The six ninjas hurriedly dispersed. An attack of that level was simply not something ninjas like them—high attack, low defense—could withstand.

After all, ninjas were positioned as assassins. Only a very small number possessed powerful physiques.

At the very least, these six were merely ordinary ninjas.

The boulder crashed heavily onto the ground, causing the entire ship to shake violently.

Amid the tremors, Shiraishi Mori planted one foot against a stone wall.

The terrifying force shattered the wall outright, and his figure appeared before one ninja in an instant.

It was the one who had used Earth Style: Ground Lift earlier.

He had just begun to form hand seals when a scarlet slash arrived. The lightning-fast Rinkaku severed his neck in the blink of an eye.

"This guy attacks too fast. We absolutely can't let him get close!"

The ninjas present had considerable combat experience and swiftly analyzed the characteristics of the monster before them.

"Got it."

The Lightning Release Ninja wiped his mouth, formed hand seals, and slapped one hand against the ground.

"Lightning Style: Earth Net!"

He used the same move again, countless arcs of electricity spreading from his hand.

Unfortunately, Shiraishi Mori was not simply a speed-type fighter.

He kicked off the ground with both feet and, relying on his immense strength, shot into the sky once more.

The lightning spreading across the ground had no effect on him whatsoever.

What was more, the Centipede Weihe behind him rapidly extended, like a spear that could lengthen and retract at will, stabbing down at the enemy from the air.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

A scorching fireball burst from another ninja's mouth and flew straight toward Shiraishi Mori.

Since he was in midair, Shiraishi Mori had no way to dodge the attack.

"Boom!"

The instant it touched Shiraishi Mori, the fireball turned into endless flames that swallowed him whole. The blast wave from the explosion rapidly spread in all directions.

Such a powerful explosion should at least be able to injure him, right?

The ninjas held their breath and watched.

Among all ninjutsu, Fire Release had the most straightforward offensive power. Even a monster like this could not possibly emerge unscathed from a Fire Release attack.

That thought vanished the moment the smoke screen was torn apart.

The thick red Weihe cleaved through the dense smoke, piercing straight through the Lightning Release Ninja's body.

The Weihe was no wider than a human body, but the terrifying impact force that accompanied it pulverized all the flesh around the ninja's torso, cutting him in half with a single strike from Shiraishi Mori!

The scent of blood rapidly spread.

The sight of someone being broken in half at the waist dealt a tremendous psychological blow to everyone watching.

At least, that was true for the four remaining ninjas.

They began to hesitate over whether they should throw away their lives for money.

Seeing the charred marks on Shiraishi Mori's armor, they began to doubt whether the four of them could truly defeat the monster before them.

After all, if even Fire Release could not take this guy down, did they really have any better options?

Faced with their doubts, Shiraishi Mori directly reached out and violently tore away his scorched exoskeleton!

As the burnt exoskeleton was discarded, a large patch of bright-red flesh was exposed to the air.

But soon, it seemed as though countless bugs were wriggling beneath Shiraishi Mori's skin. A huge amount of energy within his body was stimulated, and before long, the injured area was covered by exoskeleton once more.

Everything looked

as good as new!

"Too weak! You're far too weak!"

A violent aura radiated from Shiraishi Mori's entire body, and the whole arena was shrouded in an atmosphere of Fear.

"How are we supposed to fight this?"

The ninjas present were all stunned.

They were only a group of Chunin. They only knew so many offensive ninjutsu, yet not a single one had any effect on this monster!

There was no way this battle could continue.

Instinctively, the four exchanged glances and decisively chose to

run!

They all used the most basic Body Flicker Technique, fleeing in different directions.

"Grrr..."

Seeing this, Shiraishi Mori let out an incomparably hoarse roar from deep in his throat.

The roar was like the call of a wolf king, and the Ghouls around them instantly flashed with scarlet light in their eyes.

After hesitating for only a moment, they voluntarily charged at the fleeing ninjas. Using their numerical advantage, they surrounded them completely.

After several fierce battles, these ninjas had nearly exhausted both their stamina and the Chakra in their bodies.

With the Ghouls holding an overwhelming numerical advantage, the four ninjas were soon brutally killed.

Of course, under the ninjas' counterattack, the Ghouls still suffered a certain number of casualties.

But none of that mattered to Shiraishi Mori. At that moment, he was steadily walking toward Sakamoto, one step at a time.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"You bastards actually dared to attack me! Damn it!"

In a furious panic, Sakamoto pulled out a weapon.

It was a Kunai Gun. It looked somewhat like a crossbow, except its bolts had been replaced with the kunai commonly used in this world.

"Die! Just die!"

He frantically pulled the trigger, and one kunai after another tore through the air with shrill whistles, shooting toward Shiraishi Mori.

But Shiraishi Mori did not care in the slightest. He simply continued walking forward, step after step.

The powerful kunai, capable of piercing human bones, struck Shiraishi Mori's pitch-black exoskeleton. Aside from throwing off a few sparks, they did nothing.

As kunai after kunai fell feebly to the ground with clanging sounds, Sakamoto's mind gradually collapsed.

He could not understand it. He could not comprehend why a little brat had gained such terrifying power in such a short time.

Simu, above them, seemed to see through Sakamoto's thoughts and suddenly said, "This is the power of Jashin Lord, Mr. Sakamoto."

The words struck Sakamoto like lightning, leaving him rooted to the spot.

"Jashin Lord's power..."

"That's right, I still have Jashin Lord's power!"

A terrifying light burst from his eyes. He threw the Kunai Gun in his hand to the ground, then opened the black briefcase he carried with him.

Blood-red Kagune appeared before him one after another.

"HAHAHAHA! I have Jashin Lord's power too!"

Sakamoto's eyes widened round. In this situation, he could no longer care about anything else. He reached out, grabbed four or five Kagune, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Then his other hand grabbed another four or five, stuffing those into his mouth as well.

He roared madly:

"Jashin Lord, grant me strength!"