Liuyu's voice was soft, as soft as a sigh.
He withdrew his index finger and casually swept his hand.
No hand seals, no technique-just the simplest sweep of his sleeve.
Yet that casual sweep sent a blast of air driven by reiatsu slamming into Kurotsuchi's chest like an invisible sledgehammer.
Splat-!!!
Kurotsuchi spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of her organs, her body flying backward like a kite with its string cut.
Her chest caved in, her ribs shattered, and the horrific impact displaced and ruptured all her internal organs.
She flew across the battlefield, over the ruins, and above the heads of the allied ninja still struggling below.
Finally, she slammed into one of the few remaining sections of wall on Amegakure's outskirts.
Boom-!!!
The impact punched a human-shaped indentation three meters across into the wall, with spiderweb cracks spreading outward.
Kurotsuchi's body was embedded in the wall like an insect pinned to a specimen board.
Her eyes remained open, her pupils unfocused, as blood slowly seeped from every opening in her face.
Dead.
One strike.
No, it hardly even counted as a "strike."
Just a casual sweep of his hand.
An elite Jonin from Iwagakure, who had taken excessive doses of Military Ration Pills and forbidden drugs.
A powerful fighter in a berserk state had been swatted dead like a fly.
The entire battlefield fell deathly silent.
Only the Gillians' heavy breathing remained, along with the occasional muffled sob from afar.
The allied ninja's last will to resist crumbled completely at that moment.
"Run... Run for your lives!!!"
No one knew who shouted first.
Then every allied ninja still alive scattered like a flock of startled birds.
They dropped their weapons, tore off their forehead protectors, and even stripped off their ninja uniforms, desperate to