"It's really lively," Ren said with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the dense crowd before him, then turning to the person beside him.
"I'll leave these guys to you. I'm going to explore other places."
After speaking, Ren disappeared from his spot using Instantaneous Body Technique, reappearing in front of another open door.
"Bastard, stop him!" Seeing Ren about to enter, the Burnt Scar Man in the distance quickly raised his hand, pointing forward and shouting at the surrounding cult members.
That was the direction of the laboratory, the most important place for their Evil God Cult, and the test subjects who had received the Evil God's blessing were still there.
Years of effort had finally yielded results and progress; if the test subjects were to be affected, the Evil God Cult's dream would be shattered, and as the leader, he would never allow such a thing to happen.
"Yes!"
The cult members snapped out of their daze, pulling out their weapons and throwing them at Ren.
In an instant, countless Shuriken, Kunai, and other weapons streaked across the sky, raining down on Ren.
Just then, two figures appeared in front of the door using Instantaneous Body Technique, simultaneously firing two Shuriken and shouting, "Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique! X2"
Several afterimages appeared around the Shuriken, followed by a surprising sight: the two Shuriken instantly began to multiply, rapidly splitting in mid-air.
Two became four, four became eight, eight became sixteen…
Soon, Shuriken filled the air, turning into a rain of projectiles that covered the sky and shot towards the opposite side.
"Clang, clang!"
The projectiles from both sides collided, instantly sparking in the air, with the sound of clashing metal echoing endlessly.
Although both sides launched numerous attacks, some projectiles and opposing attacks managed to slip through, shooting down from above!
"Ah!"
In the crowd, several figures fell to the ground, struggling and wailing as they looked at their wounds.
"Damn it!" Seeing Ren disappear behind the door, the Burnt Scar Man's face grew even gloomier. He pulled out a black short spear, about twenty to thirty centimeters long, from his person and forcefully flung it into the air.
With the momentum, the black short spear instantly grew in length, stopping only when it reached about one hundred and twenty centimeters, transforming from a short spear into a sharp long spear.
"Everyone," the Burnt Scar Man pointed the long spear in his hand at the two figures, a sinister look on his face, and his voice, full of killing intent, echoed through the hall.
"Kill them!"
After speaking, the Burnt Scar Man charged forward first, reaching the two in the blink of an eye, swinging his long spear directly at the chest of the first one!
"Am I the target?" The first one tilted his head, then shifted his body to the right, and the long spear grazed his clothes, striking empty air.
Seeing his attack miss, the Burnt Scar Man was about to change his move, but a black Ninjutsu boot suddenly appeared before his eyes, kicking towards him.
Ignoring his attack, the Burnt Scar Man quickly retracted his long spear to block in front of him. As soon as they made contact, a huge force transferred through the weapon, sending him flying several meters back before he could barely stop himself, looking at the other party, who had retracted his leg, with surprise.
What great strength!
"Oh dear, it's not a good habit to attack someone stronger than you first," the first one said with a smile, dusting off his leg as he looked at the other party.
"Then this guy is yours."
Seeing this, the second one had no intention of interfering. After a word, he turned and charged into the oncoming crowd. A black sword hilt slid into his hand from his sleeve, and as Chakra was injected, an empty sword blade suddenly appeared, shimmering with electric arcs and bright golden light, continuously emanating a captivating aura.
"This guy…" The first one shook his head helplessly, looking at the second one who had already charged into the crowd and was slaughtering them, then turned his gaze to the Burnt Scar Man not far away, chuckling, "Come on, I hope you last a little longer."
"You boastful fellow!" Hearing this, the Burnt Scar Man's temper immediately exploded. With bloodshot eyes, he gripped his long spear and charged again, roaring, "Today, I'll use you three to sacrifice to Lord Evil God!"
The first one did not respond, but silently drew the standard long sword from his back, twirled it in the air, and then charged forward. For a time, the sounds of fighting were incessant.
As the leader, the Burnt Scar Man's strength was not weak. He wielded the long spear with great force, his thrusts, slashes, and stabs coming from tricky angles. However, under the effect of his monstrous strength, the slight difference in their taijutsu was directly nullified.
The first one was happy with this, as it was good to refine his taijutsu. If he used Ninjutsu, the opponent would be defeated in a few rounds, which would be too boring.
While the fierce battle raged on, Ren had already ventured deep into the passage, defeating all cult members he encountered with a single move. Walking and killing, he soon exited the long corridor.
"Finally out," Ren couldn't help but sigh as he glanced at the passage behind him. As he walked forward, he threw a few Shuriken ahead, and two Evil God Cult members rushing towards him with long swords immediately fell to the ground.
"Done." Ren slowly approached the bodies, stepped over them, and raised an eyebrow at the thick iron door before him. Then, he raised his right hand, and a large amount of crimson Chakra enveloped it.
In a few breaths, Ren's arm was completely encased in solidified Chakra, forming a giant red palm.
Looking at the iron door before him, a hint of mockery appeared in Ren's eyes. He then clenched the giant palm into a fist and slammed it forward with a roar!
"Boom!" A huge roar echoed, and the sturdy door instantly fell, kicking up a large cloud of dust. Several terrified screams successively came from inside.
Ren stepped inside, casually swatting away two Evil God Cult members who came at him with swords, then began to survey his surroundings.
This was a room similar to a laboratory. Inside the spacious room were dozens of beds, on which lay pale-faced youths with their eyes tightly closed.
Seeing this, the smile on Ren's face instantly vanished, replaced by a cold glint in his eyes.
In his perception, all the children on these beds had already lost their lives, their vitality completely extinguished.
Besides these children, there were also more than ten men and women in white robes scattered among the beds, looking at Ren with terror as he walked in.
"Who are you!" A tall, thin man gathered his courage, stepped forward, and shouted at Ren.
"Who gave you the nerve to trespass—" Before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped. His body swayed for a moment before crashing to the ground, a water needle embedded in his glabella gleaming under the light.
"I am…," Ren looked around, his lips curling into a grin, revealing his white teeth as he looked at the terrified crowd.
"Very angry."