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Almost at the same instant Rasa made his move, Pakura's slender figure also charged out.
Behind her, over twenty Sand Ninja, each at least at the elite Chunin level, swarmed towards Sawara Kiri and his two companions using highly skilled encirclement tactics.
Flashes of blades, shuriken, Kunai.
Wind Release, Earth Release, Fire Release.
The vanguard and various dazzling Ninjutsu, providing cover, simultaneously lunged at the few individuals still standing in place, their dense offensive almost completely encompassing them.
Not to mention, behind them, there was a storm of gold dust sweeping down like a natural disaster.
Overwhelming.
However, the three individuals on the spot seemed to have entered a state of stillness at that moment, standing completely motionless.
"Huu—"
A scorching white breath exhaled from Sawara Kiri's mouth, turning into a faint stream of smoke.
The next moment, he stepped forward.
"Pa!"
The soil beneath Sawara Kiri's Ninja shoes rippled like a turbulent water surface, waves spreading out from the immense force of the vibration, his entire being like an arrow released from a bowstring, or a meteor plunging into the deep sea, erupting countless bubbles.
Even the Six Eyes, in this situation, was completely unable to observe other locations, instead focusing all its attention on the fifty-meter radius around him.
The mental load borne by the Sealing Technique on his brain reached its peak at this moment, faint wisps of smoke rising from between his hair.
All the images in his eyes transformed into countless overlapping black and white lines at this moment, his pupils contracted to their extreme.
At the same time, he unleashed an unimaginable super-speed.
"Boom!—!!!"
The circular sound barrier, expanding outwards, condensed into a nearly solid, flocculent mist under the immense, short-lived pressure, which his body abruptly broke through, even blowing away his companions standing nearby.
As for the Kunai and shuriken flying towards them, they were simply and cleanly shattered upon impact.
In front of that figure, so fast it was almost a blur, a very brave taijutsu-type Sand Ninja silently roared, swinging the Wind Blade in his hand.
"Haaah!!"
Sawara Kiri looked at him and extended his hand forward.
There was no combat process, which naturally meant no resistance or reaction.
In Sawara Kiri's extreme-speed vision, that Sand Ninja seemed to be frozen in place, maintaining the posture of wanting to swing his blade.
He extended his hand and touched.
Like a sharp cavalry saber extended into a chaotic crowd by an ancient high-speed charging cavalryman.
His body passed by, intersecting with the Sand Ninja due to inertia.
And so, the entire upper body of that elite Sand Ninja abruptly vanished, bursting into a scattered mist of blood.
"Poochie!"
A dull, thick sound, delayed for a moment, then finally rang out.
Almost simultaneously, three other Sand Ninja who had rushed close beside him also exploded into a bloody fireworks display.
'One second.'
Sawara Kiri's figure showed no pause, like a bullet without self-awareness, directly drilling into the overwhelming barrage of Ninjutsu before him.
High-temperature flowing flames scorching his cheeks, storm blades sharper than steel shuriken, massive earth walls that seemed to bury him whole, and even the strong impact generated when pure Chakra surged together—
Just a dozen or so well-coordinated Sand Ninja suddenly unleashed a concentrated, carpet-bombing capability like a heavy artillery battalion in a short amount of time.
But!
None of this could stop him.
The fully activated Limitless, with its spatial paradox, blocked all attacks that were about to reach Sawara Kiri, no matter what kind of attack, they all stopped less than an inch in front of him, and were thrown aside by him in the next instant.
His entire being was like Moses parting the Red Sea, tearing through this large area of fire covered by various Ninjutsu, ripping open one huge vacuum passage after another.
The Sand Ninja assault squad, who had originally skillfully hidden in the gaps between Ninjutsu and Ninjutsu attack ranges by relying on their seamless teamwork, could never have imagined that this monster would charge directly towards them in such a ferocious manner.
It was as if all these Ninjutsu had no visual or physical obstruction on him at all.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!—!!!"
Amidst the violently burning flames and the constant thudding of earth and stone explosions, every Sand Ninja could clearly distinguish the terrifying crushing sound hidden within, like a Shinigami pursuing a life.
Each shattering sound represented the death of a Sand Ninja elite.
If it was an instant kill like the first person, it would be fine, but if the upper half was accidentally left behind, the extremely mournful wails would immediately send shivers down the spines of everyone outside.
'Three seconds.'
However, at this moment, Sawara Kiri had no extra thoughts to spare for considering the words of these corpses.
"Limitless: Full Power"
The reason this technique was fixed at a 'three-minute' limit was not due to Chakra consumption or mental burden, but a more pure reason—his body could not withstand it.
From the very first second this technique was activated, his brain and entire body entered a death cycle of 'boiling' and 'cooling', the intense sealing burden forcing him to continuously repair his body with the Reversal Technique.
Every second in that state was an extremely painful torment for Sawara Kiri.
This feeling was like Might Guy constantly playing a deadly mini-game of 'opening the Gate of Death' and 'closing the Gate of Death'; once he couldn't grasp the subtle time difference, he would truly be in trouble.
However, what matched this extremely high danger was the terrifying combat power that this process allowed him to unleash.
"Bastard!"
Rasa stood in place, roaring in impotent rage, continuously extending his hands forward.
The gold dust he manipulated continuously shot towards the direction he sensed in his mind, but each time it failed to keep up with Sawara Kiri's pace; no matter how many times he increased his lead, it was all broken through.
By the time the gold dust completely engulfed the entire area before him, there were no longer any companion Chakra reactions within his Perception range.
Only that figure, bursting with vibrant light like the sun.
"Boom—!"
With just a single punch, the gold dust storm, seemingly covering the entire land, was completely dispersed.
Rasa's whites of his eyes were instantly covered in bloodshot veins.
No matter how furious or hateful he was, he realized one thing from the bottom of his heart.
This man was truly not an enemy he could contend with at his level.
"Ninjutsu Squad, scatter!"
At this moment, Rasa no longer had the extra thought to consider how to defeat him, instead focusing all his attention on the last hope of victory.
Stall for time!
As long as they could stall until the monster inside was released, then even if Sawara Kiri killed them all one by one, the mission would still be considered complete.
Rasa's eyes widened, fully activating the gold dust around his body.
All of it surged towards Sawara Kiri's direction of advance.
He might have many problems, whether it was his craving for power, his hostility towards threats, or his various issues concerning his family.
But even with these various problems, they could not conceal his most distinct characteristic.
He was a qualified Ninja.
And not just him alone.
"Die!"
A middle-aged Sand Ninja tore open his vest and ignited the explosive tags on his body, lunging towards that blurred figure, but he exploded completely before the explosive tags could detonate;
A young Sand Ninja trembled as he completed the Wind Release hand seals, but before he could even exhale the wind blade from his mouth, his entire head was swiftly severed by a gust of wind;
A terrified Sand Ninja screamed helplessly, wildly flailing his Kunai forward, but the next moment, he, along with the Kunai and half of his body, vanished;
Even the Sand Ninja who had obeyed Rasa's command, desperately trying to scatter in all directions to buy more time for the Sealing Squad behind them, one by one turned into shattered mists on their escape route.
In Sawara Kiri's eyes at this moment, there was absolutely no distinction between people and objects.
Under this extreme brain pressure, his bloodshot Six Eyes and his inner being were left with only one goal.
Sand Ninja, Sand Ninja, Sand Ninja, Sand Ninja, Sand Ninja
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!!!
'Six seconds.'
His Ninja shoes, worn down to only a thin rubber sole, scraped tightly against the ground, plowing a long trail on the soft, dark red-stained earth.
Wisps of misty white smoke rose from the bottom of his Ninja shoes.
Sawara Kiri stood before them, his back to the inferno behind him.
All the Sand Ninja who had charged forward in the first wave.
Completely annihilated.
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