"All right, there shouldn't be any more bombs. Let's get moving."
The two suppressed their unease and prepared to set off again.
But just as they tried to leap away-
Bang!
Their bodies went limp, and they fell straight to the ground.
"Damn it! There's poison hidden here too!"
One of the ninja cried out.
His entire body felt weak and numb, and he couldn't muster the slightest strength.
Looking back at the spot where they had been standing, he saw that it had somehow turned into a black, foul swamp.
Black vapor continued to rise from its surface.
"It's actually black mamba poison. This substance isn't poisonous on its own. It has to be blended with several dozen other medicinal ingredients before its true toxicity takes effect."
"Before it takes effect, it's colorless and odorless. It only turns black again once the poisonous fumes have entered the body. And for someone to be poisoned, they have to stand still and wait for it to seep into them, so the chances of poisoning anyone are extremely low."
"Besides, it's so difficult to prepare that it should have fallen out of use long ago. Yet someone still knows how to make it?"
Shocked, one of the ninja rattled off the details of the poison.
Now his true voice emerged, sounding extremely old, as though he were a learned elder.
"But black mamba poison isn't incurable. We can still force it out with chakra!"
The old man spoke, about to sit cross-legged and regulate his breathing.
"It's no use. The explosions from those unknown devices were only secondary. The real killing move was the tiny amounts of neurotoxin hidden inside them. Our chakra pathways are already paralyzed. We can't use chakra anymore."
His companion shook his head with a bitter smile.
"What