At that time, Mirai's technique could truly be called perfect control—or perhaps Mirai simply had an uncanny way of using it.
After all, could anyone imagine how terrifying it was to possess a skill that could eliminate others without being noticed?
As Mirai sensed more and more, the other ninjas grew increasingly panicked.
Especially the ninjas assigned to specific positions. After hearing explosions from three different locations, the remaining seven could only tremble, unaware that death was already descending upon them.
They wanted to run, but they did not dare. They knew that if they died now, they might still earn some money for their families. But if they fled now, not only would they eventually be killed, their families might not receive a single coin.
Thus, even in danger, they remained at their assigned points, not daring to move. They stayed alert and watched their surroundings.
But... Mirai's Spatial Nihilism Wave Cannon seemed to be the nemesis of their vigilance. No matter how alert they were, they were still attacked by Mirai and shot dead without suspense.
In less than ten minutes, the ten elites stationed in this place had all been killed by Mirai Dais.
After killing a total of fifteen ninjas, Mirai's expression remained cold. Unlike the sympathy or pity he had felt for those he had killed before, Mirai understood that it was the law of the jungle—that is... mercilessness!
"After killing so many people, my heart will eventually grow numb..."
Mirai muttered softly, but immediately buried that momentary daze deep in his heart.
"Now isn't the time to think about such things. Let's get rid of these people first, then feel sorry for them."
Mirai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked toward where the other nineteen people had gathered. There stood a solitary grave.
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