Snow Country Technology, Chakra Gauntlets

To the Snow Ninja's surprise, no one responded to his command.

This enraged him. Assuming his subordinates were too cowardly to attack the brat, he turned around in a fury, intending to berate them.

The moment he turned, a chill ran up his back and shot straight to his head.

The people who had been standing in groups just moments ago were now all shrouded in a dense fog that had appeared from nowhere. As the mist dispersed, he saw corpses strewn across the ground.

The gruesome state of the corpses made his scalp go numb.

His subordinates looked as though they had not been made of flesh and blood, but wax that had melted beyond recognition. Not a single body remained intact.

Their deaths were not only gruesome, but bizarre as well. Not one of them had let out a scream from beginning to end. Clearly, they had all been killed in an instant.

They had arrived in a grand procession of forty or fifty people, but in the span of a few words, he was the only one left alive. His legs began to tremble.

Even with his knees, he could guess that he had fallen into a trap someone had prepared in advance.

Suddenly!

His pupils contracted. At the end of the alley stood a woman with a graceful, alluring figure.

The situation had completely reversed.

Just moments ago, their group had blocked the woman's path in the same manner. In the blink of an eye, he had fallen into the same predicament she had been in.

Although only two people were blocking him, the danger they posed far exceeded that ragtag group he had brought with him.

The instant his gaze landed on the woman from the Land of Snow, she turned and ran toward Long