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With Uzumaki no longer blocking them, the cruise ship rushed ashore at incredible speed. By the time the ninjas reached land, the Ghouls had long since vanished without a trace.

Among them was the severely injured Shiraishi Mori.

At the moment, nearly a hundred Ghouls were recuperating inside a cave.

"Brother, are you all right?"

Shiraishi Rin sat on the ground, her bright eyes filled with deep concern.

Because the battle had erupted so suddenly, they had not brought much with them in their rush to evacuate. Not wanting to delay the others, Shiraishi Rin had voluntarily abandoned her wheelchair so that someone could carry her while fleeing.

Shiraishi Mori leaned against the cave wall, his chest a bloody mess.

He gently covered his chest and smiled faintly with his pale face. "Don't worry, the bleeding's already stopped. Your brother isn't that fragile."

Shiraishi Mori was not merely comforting his sister. After fusing with his Kagune and evolving RC Cells, his body's recovery ability had become monstrous.

Whenever he suffered severe injuries, the RC Cells in his body rapidly divided, growing a new Kakuhou at the wound.

He looked toward his left shoulder.

He had originally severed his own left arm, but a Koukaku Kakuhou had now grown from the stump. At any time, he could use Koukaku to regrow a Koukaku arm.

Thus, compared to his injuries, he was more worried about the future.

Where exactly were these Ghouls supposed to go from here?

It had been three months since Shiraishi Mori awakened and became the leader of this group.

During those three months, they had suffered six attacks from Yugakure. Each time, many Ghouls had died.

They had started with more than a hundred, nearly two hundred people. Now, fewer than a hundred remained—just over ninety.

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