[Ding!]
[System detected Takinawa's Affection value +3000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Setsuga's affection value +3000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Anyu's affection value +3000.]
...
[Currently, 39000 affection points have been collected. Your Love Curse growth value has increased to 31.9%.]
The Amegakure ninjas' looked at Haruki, their eyes red. Every one of them was in a sorry state, but compared to their fallen comrades, simply surviving was already a great fortune. If not for Haruki, they would have died long ago. They owed Haruki too much.
On the other side.
Poof—
Mahito's figure broke through the dense ninjutsu attacks. His body could always transform into the most advantageous form depending on the battle situation.
"Hahahahaha..."
"So much fun..."
Mahito ran among the Sunagakure ninjas, a joyful smile on his face. He was like a child in an amusement park.
"Now..."
"It's my turn "
Mahito winked at the terrified Sunagakure ninjas, his figure flickered, moving so fast that it left afterimages.
"Ah!"
The Sunagakure ninja closest to Mahito felt a blur before his eyes, and Mahito's distorted figure was already upon him. Mahito's childlike, innocent smile was reflected in Ida's pupils.
Ida didn't even have time to form hand signs when Mahito's hand, covered in stitches, gently pressed against his chest.
Ida's pupils trembled, he felt no sharp pain, only a bone-chilling cold sensation, as if that hand had penetrated his body and directly gripped his soul.
"Are you ready?"
"It's time to transform."
Mahito's voice carried an unshakeable excitement.
Suddenly, Ida's body went limp as if all his bones had been removed, instantly collapsing.
Immediately after, his skin began to writhe wildly. Lumps bulged one after another on the surface of his body. His limbs stretched continuously. His spine elongated and coiled like a snake, his head was pulled into a bizarre spindle shape, and his mouth ripped open to his ears, revealing sharp, menacing fangs.
In just one second, a living ninja transformed into a monstrous creature on all fours, with a long lizard tail and a gaping, blood-red mouth. The monster let out an inhuman roar, its murky eyes fixed on its former comrades.
"No..."
"Don't!"
"Ida!"
"..."
Watching their comrades, with whom they had spent day and night, being transformed into such monsters, the Sunagakure ninjas' eyes were about to burst.
[Ding!]
[System detected Suna Ninja A's fear value +3000.]
[Ding!]
[System detected Suna Ninja B's fear value +3000.]
...
[Currently, 98000 fear points have been collected. Your Cursed Spirit Hanami's rank has increased to 87.5%.]
Despair spread among the Sunagakure ninjas. The shock of witnessing their comrades being transformed into monsters was far more devastating than death itself.
"Hehe, don't rush, everyone will become more interesting." Mahito tilted his head, a smile on his face.
As his words fell, his figure ghosted through the Sunagakure ninjas.
A Suna ninjas gripped his kunai tightly and fiercely stabbed at Mahito coming towards him.
"Die!"
"You monster!"
He roared, his eyes bloodshot.
[Ding!]
[System detected Suna Ninja C's killing intent value +5000.]
[Your Cursed Spirit Sukuna rank has increased to 90.17%.]
Mahito's pupils widened in surprise as he remarked, "Ah. You still have strength."
Mahito's arm wrapped around the Sunagakure ninja's arm like a chain.
The next second, the Sunagakure ninja's entire arm instantly elongated like melting wax.
Under everyone's terrified gaze, it split into a dozen slimy tentacles, which then wrapped around his comrades behind him.
Mahito stood in place with interest, watching the newly transformed Sunagakure ninja slaughter his own comrades.
[Ding!]
[System detected Suna Ninja A's killing intent value +3000.]
[Your Cursed Spirit Sukuna's rank has increased to 90.2%.]
Just then, a Sunagakure ninja ambushed Mahito from behind, stabbing a kunai towards Mahito's back.
Mahito turned his head with a strange smile. The part of his body struck by the Sunagakure ninja's kunai caved in, swallowing the kunai along with the attacker's arm. The Sunagakure ninja's arm was frantically squeezed inside Mahito's body.
Then, Mahito's hand landed on his face. The Sunagakure ninja could only watch helplessly as his body began to mutate. He uncontrollably let out a desperate, piercing scream.
"Monster!"
"He isn't human at all."
"We... can't win."
"..."
The Sunagakure ninjas stood rooted, their weapons falling to the ground with a crisp clatter. Their eyes were dull, like empty puppets.
Mahito was getting a bit bored. He stood on a pile of monster corpses, his gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield.
All sorts of corpses were strewn haphazardly across the ground. After admiring his masterpiece for a while, Mahito had a new idea.
"Ah, that's enough."
Mahito extended his hands, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Under the stunned gaze of the Sunagakure ninjas, his hands slowly came together.
"Let me show you... something even better."
His clasped hands spread open towards the ninjas before him.
"Domain Expansion— "
"Self-Embodiment of Perfection!"
In an instant, centered on Mahito, countless pale arms surrounded the Sunagakure ninjas.
The pale arms covered and isolated an absolute black sphere. The black sphere was like the gaping maw of a giant beast, swallowing all the remaining Sunagakure ninjas.
Within the domain, time seemed to freeze.
The Sunagakure ninjas were horrified to find themselves unable to move, as countless cold arms reached out from the void.
Their souls had become toys, easily kneaded in the palm of the monster before them.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
...
The sound of flesh exploding echoed in Mahito's ears. He closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the sounds to cease.
"What... what is this..."
On the silent battlefield, the Amegakure ninjas behind Haruki looked at the huge black sphere floating in the air and asked in astonishment.
Their gazes quickly shifted to Haruki. Perhaps only Haruki, who possessed this Curse Power, could answer this question.
However, when their eyes fell upon Haruki's face, they noticed the confusion in his eyes. They immediately understood that Haruki's development of Curse Power was not yet sufficient to answer this question.
After a few moments, the domain dissipated. Mahito and a pile of minced flesh appeared simultaneously in the center of the battlefield.
Mahito clapped his hands, as if dusting them off, a satisfied smile on his face. He hummed an out-of-tune melody as he slowly walked towards Haruki.
As Mahito approached, the Amegakure ninjas involuntarily tensed up.
Takinawa stood in front of Haruki, vigilantly staring at the monster before him.
No one could guarantee that this monster would fully obey Haruki, could they?