[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja A's Anger Value + 4000!]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja B's Fear Value + 4000!]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja C's Fear Value + 4000!]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja A's Hatred Value + 4000!]
[Ding!]
...
The notification sounds in Haruki's mind never ceased. He looked at the scene before him, his expression complex.
Mahito's hands rested on two Sunagakure ninjas. This time, there was no explosion. But the two Sunagakure ninjas began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One Sunagakure ninja's legs were forcibly fused together, turning into a thick tail. His spine bent backward into an exaggerated arc, the pain on his face instantly vanished, and he rapidly lunged to bite the Sunagakure ninja next to him.
The other Sunagakure ninja's head was elongated, his mouth split open to his ears, filled with shark-like sharp teeth, and his limbs transformed into the shape of a frog.
The Sunagakure ninjas transformed by Mahito had no reason, only instinctive, violent killing intent. They charged towards their former comrades, their sharp teeth tearing at the bodies of those they once fought alongside.
"Mon...monsters!"
"Don't come closer!"
"Yamada! It's me! Ah—"
"Brother! Brother! How could you... Ah—"
Their giant mouth, full of sharp teeth, bit into a Sunagakure ninja's shoulder, tearing and shaking him madly like a crocodile.
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja E's Fear Value + 3000!]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sunagakure ninja F's Hatred Value + 5000!]
...
[Currently, a total of 35,000 Fear value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Hanami's rank has increased to 52.5%!]
[Currently, a total of 21,000 Hatred value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Mahito's rank has increased to 47%!]
[Currently, a total of 11,000 Anger value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Jogo's rank has increased to 41%!]
Haruki: "..."
Mahito not only earned emotional value for himself but also for the other Cursed Spirits. These three Cursed Spirits truly lived up to being good brothers.
The smile on Mahito's face never faded. He seemed to be watching a circus performance, letting out high-pitched, joyful laughter.
When Mahito truly appeared before him and transformed humans in front of him, the pure, extreme malice that erupted shocked Haruki.
Mahito's laughter echoed over the battlefield as he excitedly scanned the "performances" of each monster he created.
Fewer and fewer Sunagakure ninjas remained standing.
The Amegakure ninjas stood silently to the side, watching the scene before them.
Even though they had experienced countless bloody battlefields, they were deeply shocked by the blasphemous and terrifying sight before their eyes.
Isoname's knuckles were slightly white from clenching too hard. He had seen Hanzo's poisonous mist devour lives, seen ninjutsu crush ninja into flesh, but he had never seen... such a scene where living people were twisted into monsters and then driven to tear at their own comrades.
Haruki observed the expressions of the surrounding Amegakure ninjas. This couldn't continue.
Although Mahito could collect emotional value for him on the battlefield, accordingly, Mahito would affect his image in the hearts of the Amegakure ninjas. This was not conducive to Haruki collecting positive emotional value.
A deep purple vortex appeared behind Mahito. The smile on Mahito's face paused. He turned and looked towards Haruki.
The next second, his figure was swallowed by the vortex.
"See you next time." His voice came from within the vortex.
After Mahito disappeared, Haruki felt as if his strength had been drained, unable to support his body, and he half-knelt on the ground.
"Haruki!"
His action quickly attracted Isoname's attention.
Isoname flashed to Haruki's side, supporting his arm, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
Many Amegakure ninjas gathered around Haruki, looking at him nervously, afraid that something had happened to Haruki.
"I... I can't control... it..." Haruki said weakly.
Isame and the surrounding Amegakure ninjas instantly understood what Haruki meant by "it."
This was the first time Isoname had truly witnessed Haruki's curse power.
"I can only control it... not to harm you all..."
Haruki gasped violently, his face pale, his voice weak and breathless.
[Ding!]
[System detected Isoname's Gratitude value +1000!]
[Ding!]
[System detected Hiruma's Gratitude value +1000!]
...
[Currently, a total of 30,000 Gratitude value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Land God's rank has increased to 82.3%!]
"Don't speak yet. Rest well." Isoname immediately urged.
He squatted in front of Haruki, turned his head, and said, "Get on!"
Haruki shook his head, forcing himself to say, "I can do it myself."
Hiruma picked up Haruki and tossed him onto Isoname's back.
Haruki: "..."
He looked at Hiruma.
Hiruma was expressionless. "You already consumed a lot of Chakra crossing the quicksand area earlier... and just now you controlled your curse, you should listen to Isoname and rest well."
The reason Hiruma paused was that he didn't sense any Chakra on Haruki. But without Chakra, how could Haruki use ninjutsu?
It must be because Haruki possessed some unique ninjutsu that could conceal Chakra.
Haruki was carried on Isoname's back. He weakly leaned against Isoname's back, and soon after, he closed his eyes.
Isoname heard the steady breathing from behind him.
He said he could still hold on...
A hint of heartache flashed in Isoname's eyes.
Hiruma turned to look at the monsters and ordered the Amegakure ninjas, "Kill them."
"Yes!"
The Amegakure ninjas swarmed forward.
The bodies of the monsters and Sunagakure ninjas littered the entire camp.
The Amegakure ninjas sighed in relief, a bewildered expression on their faces.
"We just won?"
"What else?!"
"Hehe! I just feel it's unreal."
"Me too!"
"It feels much easier than before."
"It's because Haruki is here, right?"
"He gave us the advantage of high-altitude combat, catching Sunagakure off guard."
"..."
Listening to the discussions of the Amegakure ninjas, Hiruma pulled out a signal flare and fired it into the sky above.
"They won't hurt anyone..."
"I won't let anyone get hurt..."
"Don't be afraid of me..."
Haruki, in a deep sleep, murmured softly. His voice was faint, but ninjas possessed exceptionally keen senses. Moreover, the battlefield was now silent, and his delirium clearly reached the ears of the Amegakure ninjas.
[Ding!]
[System detected Minaru's Gratitude value +1000!]
[Ding!]
[System detected Tobemaru's Gratitude value +1000!]
[Ding!]
...
[Currently, a total of 39,000 Gratitude value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Land God's rank has increased to 86.2%!]
[Host, you sleep so soundly. You're even talking in your sleep.]
Haruki: "..."
On the other side of the border.
Outside the Amegakure camp.
The Amegakure ninjas looked at the rising red smoke in the distance, excited smiles appearing on their faces.
"The combat plan succeeded."
"We won!"
The welcoming team immediately ran towards the Sunagakure defensive camp on the Land of Wind border.