The two torrents of lava perfectly merge together. The power is not that one plus one equals two, but increases exponentially!
On the south side, the thick acid mist has completely swallowed up dozens of defense towers. The "sizzling" corrosion sound in the mist and the shrill screams of the ninjas before they died were intertwined to form a scalp-numbing death symphony.
"Hold it! Hold it all! Water Release class, suppress their fire attribute Chakra!" the commander roared and ordered, but his voice couldn't stop trembling.
Are you kidding?! Two Lava Release ninjas? Two Boil Release ninjas? A pair of Twins Kekkei Genkai appeared out of nowhere!
At the moment when his mind was agitated, a timid voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Then... that... Commander, are we... too noisy?"
The commander turned around suddenly and saw a cowardly-looking young man wearing glasses, and a "young man" who looked exactly like him, standing behind him at some point. Both of them held a huge double-handled Greatsword wrapped with lightning.
It's Chōjūrō and his White Zetsu Puppet.
"You... how did you get in?!" The commander was stunned.
"Just... just walked in." Chōjūrō scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "The eldest lady said, hand it over to her and let me deal with the command system... She said that to capture the thief first, capture the king. This is what the instructor taught me."
"Liberation--"
Chōjūrō and his puppet shouted at the same time, and the double swords "Samehada·Liberation" in their hands instantly surged and turned into two huge hammers flashing with lightning!
"Thunder Blade Technique·Thunder Burial!"
Boom!!!
The entire command tower collapsed under this overbearing blow.
At the same time, Yuki Clan's old place.
This place has long been in ruins. The brutal cleansing that year turned this once holy land of ice and snow into a cemetery where countless innocent souls are buried.
Tonight, the Avengers return.
"Hidden Mist Technique!"
Two identical figures loomed in the thick fog. However, one was holding Greatsword, and the other was holding a technological short blade. It was Zabuza Momochi and his puppet.
"Xue, this is where your family used to be?" Zabuza licked his lips, the killing intent in his eyes as strong as real.
Beside them, a pair of slender and ridiculously beautiful "Twins girls" stood quietly.
Yukimura Ryota(Snow).
His eyes swept across the ruins, and those clear brown eyes reflected the flames of hatred soaring into the sky.
"Mr. Zabuza," his voice was very soft, but with a biting chill, "Here is the third detachment of 'Blood Mist Assassination Division' that participated in the massacre. There are fifty-two people in total. None of them... can run away."
"Don't worry." Zabuza laughed ferociously and put Kubikiribōchō on his shoulders, "Today, I want to let them know what a 'professional team' is."
As soon as he finished speaking, he and his puppet activated Body Flicker Technique at the same time, like two ghosts, blending into the thick fog silently.
"Who!"
"Enemy attack!"
The camp instantly exploded, but what greeted them was only silent death.
The sword flashed, and a head rose into the sky.
The next second, in another direction, the same sword flash, the same killing.
These Blood Mist Assassination Division elites were as fragile as paper in front of the real "Demon". The assassination skills they were proud of turned into a joke in front of the two Zabuzas who cooperated seamlessly and knew the terrain here well.
"There he is!" A Kirigakure Jonin finally captured the figure of a Zabuza, and immediately Hand Seals, "Water Release·Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"
However, just when the water dragon was about to hit its target, the body of "Zabuza" turned into a wooden stake with a "bang".
Substitution Technique!
"Idiot, I'm behind you." A cold voice sounded in his ears.
Poof!
Kubikiribōchō penetrated from behind, and the horror on Jonin's face was frozen forever.
"What... what is going on? Is the enemy Twins?"
"Is it Genjutsu? No! There is nothing abnormal about my Chakra perception!"
"He... they should be the "Twins" organization that suddenly appeared in the past few years."
"Why did Twins Organization suddenly attack us Kirigakure!!!"
"Help! Help!"
Panic spreads like a plague.
And when they finally adapted to the fear brought by the two Zabuza, real despair came.
"Secret Technique·Demonic Mirroring Ice Crystals."
Accompanied by two overlapping, emotionless voices, crystal clear ice mirrors rose from the ground and instantly enveloped the entire camp!
Yukimura Ryota and his puppet slowly walked into the mirror.
The next second, their delicate and cold faces appeared on all the ice mirrors.
"Welcome to Snow's Funeral."
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
Countless ice flashes Senbon, like a never-ending rainstorm, burst out from all directions!
No dead ends, no gaps!
"The enemy... there is another enemy..."
"Quick... send a signal for help!!!"
Screams came and went.
A Kirigakure Ninja watched in despair as his body was penetrated by dozens of Senbon. Before he died, he saw the figure of a Zabuza, carrying Greatsword, and slowly walked to a companion who was nailed to the ground by ice needles.
"That's how you massacred those defenseless women and children back then, right?" Zabuza couldn't hear any emotion in his voice.
He held up Kubikiribōchō.
"Now, it's your turn."
The knife fell and blood splattered.
Yukimura Ryota stood on the dome made of ice mirrors, quietly overlooking the one-sided massacre below.
A drop of cold tears slipped from the corner of his eye. The moment it touched the air, it condensed into ice and fell into the bloody snow below, shattering to pieces.
Folks... I'm back.
Land of Water Similar scenes are happening crazily all over the place.
A secret weapons research and development facility somewhere.
"Report! The enemy... the enemy is immortal!" A researcher rushed into the director's office with a face full of extreme fear.
"What kind of immortality! What nonsense!" The director slapped him to the ground.
At this moment, the office door was kicked open.
A silver-haired young man carrying a three-edged bloody scythe, and a white-haired boy with a noble temperament, walked in slowly Earth Flow.
It is Hidan and Kimimaro.
"Hey! 'Bone'! Is this their home base?" Hidan looked around excitedly, "It looks like there are a lot of sacrifices that can be dedicated to Lord Jashin!"
"Shut up, Hidan. Your saliva is about to flow out. It's disgusting." Kimimaro said expressionlessly.
"You know nothing! This is piety!"
"Kill... kill them quickly!" the director screamed with anger.