White Fang darted through the base at high speed. The shrill alarms beside his ears never ceased, and every ninja in the entire base had been mobilized to hunt him down.
He did not know how many ninja this base contained, but if the intelligence from that medical ninja was true, then its strength could not be measured by ordinary standards.
He glanced at the short blade in his hand. Crimson blood dripped down its edge—the blood of a ninja he had killed on the way, someone with jonin-level strength. It had taken three strikes.
White Fang was incredibly fast. He sprinted through the steel corridor and reached its end in an instant, where a white steel door stood.
"No way out?" The thought flashed through his mind, and he charged at the door without hesitation. "Lightning Style: Heavy Lightning Detonation!"
Powerful lightning gathered in his palm with a piercing screech. Then he slammed his fist into the steel door. A deafening explosion rang out, as though countless explosives had detonated at once, and the steel door was blasted open.
"What is this place?" White Fang flipped through the doorway and swept his gaze across the room. "A laboratory?"
The room was filled with instruments he did not recognize. A faint scent of disinfectant permeated the entire hall, while tables around the room held all kinds of unknown medicines.
The area was vast, with several more doors along its walls. There should not have been anyone here—otherwise, the tremendous noise he had made while breaking down the door would have alerted them long ago.
He did not touch anything inside. Instead, he gripped his short blade tightly and headed for one of the inner rooms. This hall was too spacious and unsuitable for hiding.
He casually chose a room and