"No…"
"I can't die…"
"I can't die!"
Watching the monster sweep across the battlefield, a Sunagakure ninja trembled, injecting all of his Chakra frantically into the short blade in his hand. The short blade erupted with a dazzling blue light.
An attack, condensed to the extreme, slashed fiercely towards the giant claw coming at him, like a dying viper lashing out.
Bang!
The moment the blade, which had concentrated all of the Sunagakure ninja's Chakra, touched Rika's giant palm, it was extinguished silently, like snow in the sunlight, without even a ripple. The short blade shattered into pieces under Rika's giant palm, and the Sunagakure ninja who tried to resist also shattered into pieces.
Despair solidified on the faces of the Sunagakure ninjas. Their resistance was ridiculously small in the face of the monster's power.
The next moment, Rika's huge palm mercilessly covered the Sunagakure ninjas. Flesh and blood flew, bones shattered. After Rika lifted her hand, only bloody, mutilated limbs and flesh remained on the ground.
The scene before them destroyed the will of all the Sunagakure ninjas who witnessed it. Fear spread rapidly like a plague.
"Mon…monster!"
While Rika was fighting, Haruki was raising his hand to heal the injured Amegakure ninjas.
[Ding!]
[System detected Anyu's Gratitude value +5000]
[Ding!]
[System detected Takeshi's Gratitude value +5000]
...
[Currently, a total of 250,000 gratitude points have been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Land God's rank has increased to 100%]
[Congratulations, Host, your Cursed Spirit Land God's rank has been maxed out]
Haruki looked at the Amegakure ninja in front of him. The Amegakure ninja forced a tearful smile at him.
"Haruki, don't waste Chakra on us…"
The Amegakure ninja's eyes were bloodshot, and his facial muscles trembled continuously.
Haruki smiled at him and said, "No. Saving you is not a waste. Not saving you is the real waste of my Chakra."
The Amegakure ninja closed his eyes, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word.
[Ding!]
[System detected Kyoraku's Affection value +10000]
[Ding!]
[System detected Genkai's Affection value+10000]
...
[Currently, a total of 280,000 affection points have been collected. Your Love Curse growth value has increased to 28%]
'Curse growth value? What is that?' Haruki asked in his mind.
[Host, you have activated the Curse ability. The strength of the Cursed Spirit born from your curse is related to the Curse growth value]
[The higher the Curse growth value, the stronger the Cursed Spirit born]
Haruki narrowed his eyes, and an idea appeared in his mind.
At this moment, the Sunagakure ninjas on the battlefield screamed and fell one after another. Large numbers of Sunagakure ninjas fell, their deaths incomparably tragic.
Pakura watched this scene, her brows tightly furrowed, her eyes solemn. She landed in front of Rika like a meteor. Her stray hair fluttered in the strong wind. Hateful anger burned in her pupils.
She stretched out her hands, and several spheres of light, radiating terrifying high temperatures like small suns, floated in front of her.
Her voice echoed across the desperate battlefield.
"Warriors of Sunagakure!"
"Have you forgotten your companions who died tragically?"
"Have you forgotten your relatives still in Sunagakure?"
"Do you want your relatives to also feel the fear of being brutally killed by monsters?"
"Regroup!"
"Avenge our fallen comrades!"
"Fight to protect our home!"
"Bury the Amegakure ninjas and the monsters they summoned here!"
"Leave no one alive!"
Pakura's words stirred up waves in the hearts of the Sunagakure ninjas.
That's right!
Did they want their wives, children, parents, and siblings to also feel such pain and despair?
No!
Absolutely not!
Even if it meant sacrificing their lives!
They had to kill the monster in front of them!
The previously collapsing Sunagakure ninjas seemed to have found their backbone. Battle Intent reignited in their eyes. Flames mixed with anger and determination burned fiercely in their pupils. They quickly moved closer to Rika, surrounding her.
Pakura, standing opposite Rika, cast a cold gaze on Haruki. Like all the Sunagakure ninjas, she had already embraced a resolve to die.
No matter the cost, she had to kill this boy for Sunagakure. His threat to Sunagakure was too great.
[Ding!]
[System detected Pakura's killing intent value +10000]
[Your Cursed Spirit Sukuna's rank has increased to 90.12%]
The monster in front of them was summoned by this boy. Pakura even watched him heal a dying Amegakure ninja with her own eyes. She absolutely could not allow this boy to grow stronger.
As long as she killed this boy, the monster would also disappear. Pakura's killing intent was almost tangible.
Rika seemed to sense her killing intent. Her massive body turned slightly, her gaze locking onto Pakura's direction. Cold killing intent swept towards Pakura like a tsunami.
A strong wind, with Rika at its center, swept across the battlefield.
Although the Sunagakure ninjas still felt a soul-shaking fear, their movements involuntarily became stiff, but they did not completely collapse as before.
Pakura's words had completely rekindled their battle intent.
The Sunagakure ninjas exchanged glances, simultaneously formed hand signs, and their roars echoed across the battlefield. Violent hurricanes rose from the ground.
Scorch Release: Blazing Arrows!
Pakura stretched out her hands, and dozens of orange-red high-temperature light beams, like a dense meteor shower, simultaneously shot towards Rika .
The sand and wind were instantly stirred up by the Sunagakure ninjas' attacks, obscuring everyone's vision.
Pakura's figure disappeared amidst the swirling yellow sand. When she reappeared, she was already standing behind Haruki.
"Haruki!"
The Amegakure ninja, whose wounds were being treated by Haruki, lunged at Pakura without hesitation. His pupils dilated, he was too slow.
The kunai in Pakura's hand was less than five centimeters from Haruki's back. A hateful, sharp light flickered in Pakura's eyes.
This boy had killed countless Sunagakure ninjas. Now was her time to avenge her fallen comrades.
A purple vortex appeared out of thin air behind Haruki. Space was like a distorted canvas. A hand covered in stitches reached out from within.
"Hello."
This hand was pierced by Pakura's kunai, but it seemed to feel no pain as it gripped Pakura's hand.