darknovel Chapter 473 Lightning in My Name
Chapter 473 Lightning in My Name
In the center of the battlefield, A and Killer Bee's figures crossed paths at a perfect moment. They simultaneously locked onto an elite Jonin from Iwagakure who was trying to restrict their movements with Earth Release: Swamp.
One on the left and one on the right, one in front and one behind.
On their shoulders, lightning, condensed to its maximum intensity, gathered and transformed into two indestructible hammers, launching a deadly collision with overwhelming force!
"Bang!!!"
"Well....."
The shock in the eyes of that Jonin remained frozen forever.
His body was as if it were being sandwiched between two high-speed maglev trains colliding head-on, compressed, twisted, and deformed in an instant by unimaginable force.
There was no sound of bones cracking, because all the bones turned to dust in a fraction of a second.
Finally, his body turned into a cloud of blood mist mixed with internal organs and bone fragments, and exploded with a bang.
"The power of the AB combination is unmatched! Follow me and charge! Let's wipe out these bastards! Yo! Checkitout!"
Killer Bee deftly sheathed his ninja sword, flicked off the blood droplets, and, not forgetting to deliver a passionate impromptu rap to the Cloud Village ninjas around him, whose morale had been greatly boosted by this attack.
Ai ignored her lively younger brother.
His gaze, those eyes burning with blue flames, was fixed on the earthen-yellow figure in the distance.
Hatred, humiliation, resentment... all negative emotions were burning fiercely in his chest at this moment, turning into fuel to drive his lightning-powered body.
He wanted to use the blood of his enemies to comfort the spirits of countless Cloud Ninja!
The appearance of these two brothers was like two sharpest knives forged from lightning, tearing a deep, bone-revealing wound into the seemingly impregnable position of the Iwagakure and Sunagakure allied forces.
And this is just the beginning.
Beneath the giant waves, the blood of the Hidden Cloud Village is flowing freely.
……
Yunren Yuki is only sixteen years old.
Three months ago, she was still dreaming of being on the same team as her childhood friend Rui after graduating from ninja school.
Now, her right arm has been severed at the shoulder by the blade of a Sand Puppet, and the blood mixed with the rain makes it almost impossible for her to see what's in front of her.
it hurts.
So cold.
She saw a rock ninja grinning as he charged toward her, the earthen spear in his hand gleaming with a deathly light.
Am I going to die...?
The moment Yuki closed her eyes, a rap with a bizarre rhythm and a black shadow appeared simultaneously.
"Oh yeah! Big brother's anger is like a rampaging bull! Watch me dodge and we'll give him a taste of his own medicine! Yeah!"
Killer Bee!
He was like a black bumblebee dancing wildly in a rainstorm, wielding seven ninja swords of varying lengths and shapes, leaping, spinning, and sliding across the chaotic battlefield.
Yuki saw the Iwa ninja who rushed towards her freeze for a moment.
A short knife had been silently inserted into his throat.
Killer Bee didn't even glance at him. With an incredible downward spin, his other long sword precisely slit the throat of a Sand Ninja.
Before the blood could even gush out, he had already used the momentum to spring up, chanting incomprehensible lyrics as his twin swords spun like windmills, slicing an attacking puppet into a pile of parts devoid of chakra threads.
As Yuki watched Killer Bee's seemingly carefree back, tears mixed with the rain inexplicably streamed down her face.
"Earth Release: Rock Fist Technique!"
A burly Iwagakure Jonin, his right arm covered by a thick layer of rock, punched a Kumogakure ninja so hard that his chest caved in.
The muffled sound of bones shattering was masked by the sound of rain. The Cloud Village ninja flew out like a rag doll, landing lifeless.
"The ninjas of Kumogakure are nothing special!"
The Iwagakure ninja grinned maliciously, preparing to find his next target.
However, a cold voice rang out behind him.
"Yeah?"
He turned around abruptly and saw only an extremely fast flash of light.
The captain of the Cloud Village, a taciturn man, appeared behind him at some point.
His swordsmanship wasn't as unrestrained as Killer Bee's, but it was as steady as a mountain, with every strike aimed solely at killing.
The Iwagakure Jonin instinctively raised his petrified arm to block.
"clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere.
The blade was deflected, but the Cloud Village captain used the recoil to trace an incredible arc in mid-air, his second wakizashi already drawn, precisely slicing across his throat.
"Well……"
The Iwagakure Jonin clutched his neck, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Blood gushed out from between his fingers.
Captain Kumogakure didn't look at him, but simply sheathed the wakizashi, turned around, and continued on to the next battlefield.
On his back, a deep, bone-revealing wound was bleeding; it was from the sneak attack he had endured from a Sand Ninja in order to create an opportunity for this fatal blow.
Trading injury for life.
In this meat grinder-like battlefield, this is the most efficient exchange.