Ninja were human too. In a low-temperature environment, it was inherently dangerous to them!
The cold wind howled. Raiga Kurosuki stood amid the ice and snow, his face covered in frost as he pulled his clothes tighter. Ranmaru's voice behind him was gradually growing weaker. If this continued, Ranmaru would not be able to endure the cold.
"Whew!"
"Let's hold a funeral!"
"Lightning Release: Thunder Dragon Tornado!"
Terrifying lightning spun into a tornado, tearing through the ice and snow before them.
The freshly fallen snow was sucked into the vortex.
Raiga wanted to seize the chance to leave, but Haku clearly had no intention of giving him that opportunity.
However, Haku slowed the drop in temperature. Lord Muzan wanted the other party to become one of the Twelve Kizuki, not a useless corpse.
"Bang!"
"Blood Demon Art: Ice Lotus Frost Assault!"
The shattered ice returned once more, and icy snow lotuses bloomed from the ground.
Raiga Kurosuki, suspended in midair, felt cold around his ankle. Looking down, he discovered that an icy snow lotus had appeared beneath his foot at some point.
In the blink of an eye, ice crept up from his ankle and immediately froze nearly half his body.
"Ranmaru, get out of here!"
But Ranmaru was already half-conscious. With his body temperature fading away, let alone escaping, it would be fortunate if he survived.
Sword Comes
"Damn Blood Moon! What exactly are you trying to do?!"
Hearing no sound behind him, Raiga glared furiously at Muzan standing some distance away, wanting to fight him to the death.
"Join us, and bring funerals to the major shinobi villages—especially Hidden Mist Village, the village you betrayed."
Muzan watched him with cold eyes and extended his hand. A mouth gaped open in his palm.
"Join you?"
Frozen in place, Raiga