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Naruto villian template chapter 218
🕑 Added 2024-11-08 11:55:01 +0000 UTCChapter 218 Kill the Bastard Hiding in the Dark
Crack! Crunch!
In the dead silence, the sound of the door hinge instantly broke the peace.
Some of the "human puppets" seemed to sense something. They turned their heads in unison and looked over with lifeless eyes, their gazes fixed on the two figures that appeared at the door.
"Oh."
Facing the strange and terrifying gazes of those puppets, a cold and sarcastic laugh came out from the long door, and the powerful perception spread forward, blending with everything around like flowing water.
The next moment, a slender black shadow was seen, with a bang in the air, and suddenly thrown out from behind Nagato.
BANG!!
Without any sign, nearly ten meters away from Nagato, the head of a human puppet soared into the sky, hit the ground with a dull thud, and flowed out black and red blood, rolling to Nagato's feet.
In an instant, the puppets in every corner of the hall turned their heads to look over there almost at the same moment, in such a neat and timid manner that it was terrifying!
"I'll clear the way, you go in and take care of the others."
Those simple and to the point words without any emotion were spoken to Yahiko who was silent behind him. Nagato drew out the short sword from his waist with an indifferent expression, and with his other hand gently pushed the iron door closed.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The puppets gradually made crisp collision sounds. The strange noises gradually became more and more frequent, forming an eerie sound in the empty space.
At this moment, those puppets assumed all kinds of strange postures, gathered together, collided with each other, crowded and scrambled for the lead, and even used their "kind" in front as stepping stones to rush towards Nagato and Yahiko!
The first human puppet had already rushed in front of Nagato, with its two arms, which were shining with cold blades, raised high...
At this moment, a heavy, muffled sound was heard, making the heart stop beating.
Bang!!
The puppet that rushed to Nagato first didn't have time to lower its arms to tear the person in front of it, and the next moment its entire body flew backwards with its limbs twisted as if it had been hit by a giant object.
A whole row of human puppets that were twisting their bodies and running wildly in the previous second were hit by their "kindred spirits" that flew backwards, making crisp sounds in the next second.
The body made of special material had a huge deep pit, and the limbs were broken and burst out of the skin, looking like a tattered doll.
The human puppet that rushed out from behind stretched out its modified claws.
But Nagato reacted with terrifying speed. He raised his hand and swung out the short sword, pulling down along the force of the puppet's claws. The brutal force instantly cut off the five sharp steel claws.
Before the puppet could get up, a black shadow appeared in front of it.
Crack! Puff!
This time, Nagato showed no mercy, and the thorns blew up the head fiercely, and black blood splashed on the expressionless face.
Immediately, he flipped the short sword in his right hand and slashed at the other puppets.
As the blade cut through the steel and sparks flew, half of the head was cut off and flew into the sky, and the headless puppet body fell to the ground.
With the other hand, he swung the claw that was chopped off from the puppet towards the head of a puppet. In an instant, the puppet body was thrown to the ground and nailed to the ground like a mosquito, without a sound.
Before Nagato could turn around, a puppet that had already fallen to the ground suddenly opened its chest and shot out many kunai.
Squeak! !
The glowing red blade drew an arc in the air, cutting off all the kunai that were shot at Nagato.
Nagato didn't even turn around. He waved the short sword in his hand with a calm expression. The whistling sound of the wind could be heard in the air. He directly cut off the head of the puppet and said coldly without any appreciation: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you go?"
The human puppets controlled by the curse seal in the entire space rushed towards them from all directions.
Apparently, the people controlling them at this moment had discovered that the base had been invaded.
"You can't handle so many puppets by yourself. Let's get rid of them together and then go find the caster!"
Yahiko's face was slightly gloomy. He held the sword tightly in his hand, stood back to back with Nagato, and whispered: "You are not the only one who is ready to swing the sword."
As he spoke, he looked at the human puppet that was rushing towards him, at the once familiar but now lifeless face, and his heart skipped a beat.
Yahiko knew this person and even remembered the warmth of the hand that patted his shoulder, but at this moment his hand had been transformed into a cold blade.
"I'm sorry." Yahiko lowered his eyes and murmured, "Please rest in peace."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand again and the blade became red.
However, when his blade was about to fall on the neck of the human puppet, the numb face reflected in Yahiko's pupils suddenly changed, and a tear of blood actually flowed from his eyes.
"It hurts! Where is this? No! It hurts!!"
The so-called "human puppet" actually screamed. Yahiko's originally calm expression changed, and the red blade seemed to be poured into a basin of cold water, instantly losing its temperature and becoming icy cold.
How is that possible?
They are still alive?!
Just as Yahiko lost consciousness, the screaming puppet in front of him did not stop at all, and the blade in his hand swung fiercely, even faster...
Puff!
The thorns lashed the man's head like a whip, and blood splattered on Yahiko's stunned face.
"I told you, I don't need your help here." Nagato said coldly, "You will only hinder me if you stay here."
At this moment, wailing and screaming sounds have resounded throughout this space. The human puppet that was originally like a dead object seemed to have regained consciousness, but it seemed that it still could not control its body, and it rushed towards them crying and howling like crazy.
However, all this was useless to Nagato. The thorns behind him swung out violently, and the head of a human puppet exploded again, and its crying stopped abruptly.
Humanity? Morality? In a life-and-death struggle, he could abandon all of them.
The mission is the mission, and his mission is to kill anyone who prevents him from completing the mission.
In his eyes, except for the people he cares about, the life of anyone else can be sacrificed for the city of dawn of the future, even his own life.
He is a real monster, a "demon" who regards human life as worthless!
But Yahiko is different. Unlike himself as a "demon", he may have awakened, but in his heart, he still retains kindness and a bottom line that cannot be removed.
There was no way he would attack innocent civilians in the Land of Rain.
If these puppets, who were once civilians of the Land of Rain, still retain consciousness, and if the person behind the scenes can release their autonomous consciousness through spells...
For Yahiko, that would be an unbearable burden on his life.
Although Nagato didn't want to admit it, Yahiko was indeed a good sword, a dazzlingly shiny sword.
A sword like this should be displayed in the open to the public, and should be admired and loved, rather than being immersed in blood, because the blade will rust if it bleeds too much.
“……”
Yahiko came back to his senses from the scene just now, and looked again at those "human puppets" who were screaming and crying. He felt as if his brain was being burned by a red-hot iron rod.
At this moment, he felt that the air that immersed him was cold, which made his blood cooler inch by inch. Even the flames lingering on the blade could not bring a trace of warmth.
He understood that it was pointless for him to stay here.
Crunch! !
A subtle sound came from between his clenched teeth. The anger and hatred in Yahiko's eyes became even stronger. The fire in his chest almost burned him to ashes!
No longer thinking about whether Nagato could hold back these puppets, the already hot blade in Yahiko's hand ignited a blazing flame, and white mist overflowed from the corners of his tightly clenched teeth.
"Whoosh…"
As Yahiko exhaled heavily, several puppets pounced on him again.
But the next moment, Yahiko disappeared.
Instead, there was a red flame.
"Sun Breathing: Fourth Form: Burning Bones, Summer Sun !"
Boom!!
Yahiko turned into a red shadow, and the fan-shaped blade arc formed a fire tornado around his body. All the puppets in his path were swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes that slowly drifted away, without leaving any pain.
This was the only reluctance he could show at the moment.
And the human puppets came again behind him like a tide and attacked.
"You want to leave? Have you asked me?"
Nagato's cold voice came from behind Yahiko, and nine red thorns instantly emitted a sonic boom.
Bang! Bang!
The nine thorns ripped off heads one after another, and dark red blood continued to flow out like a fountain.
And the moment he passed through the fire tornado, Yahiko's entire body was reflected in crimson red, and his whole body radiated high temperature and brightness, while his face was filled with chilling coldness.
He must kill that damn bastard who hides in the dark and abuses lives wantonly! !
Looking at the alloy door at the end, the scorching flames shot up into the sky again. Yahiko thrust out the blade in his hand, and dazzling flames rose in front of him.
The sturdy door made of special materials melted like ice being melted by molten iron when it touched the blade wrapped in flames.
Yahiko entered the door without any resistance, but it was as if he had entered an icy sea. A chill instantly permeated his body, and a bloody smell rushed into his nostrils.
There was no time to adjust his breathing, or even to look forward, it happened almost the next moment.
Yahiko raised his head without hesitation, and a red mark appeared on his forehead. His eyes were tinged with red gold. He suddenly swung the blade in his hand, drawing a shrill red blade arc!
"Sun Breathing: Sixth Form: Solar Heat Haze!!"
Boom!!
A light lit up in the dim laboratory.
An arc of fire burst out, gushing out with scorching and deadly heat waves.
With extreme heat and all-destructive rage, vent it towards everything that might exist in front of it!
"Magnetic Release: Golden Sand Waves!"
At the same time, a voice without any emotion was heard, and a large amount of gold sand emitting golden light gathered and built a thick wall ten meters high in front of them.
BANG!!
All the crimson flames that were coming towards them were blocked by this tide of gold sand.
However, countless gold was melted, and along with the waves of fire, it turned into liquid and splashed out on both sides. The sticky gold liquid spilled on the ground, making a crackling sound!
Not only that, the melted gold liquid actually began to vaporize, and the golden-red mist gradually exploded and was then dispersed to even farther places by the flame pressure!
At this moment, the flame used by Yahiko had long since gone beyond the concept of breathing techniques. It was the power of burning the soul, reaching a terrifying temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius!
Under that terrifying flame, the temperature of all the surrounding heat-conducting objects rose at a terrifying rate.
But under the seemingly endless gold sand, the arc of the fire blade finally disappeared, leaving behind a melted and solidified wall of gold in its place.
On the other side of the golden wall, Rasa, with his hands pressed on the ground, slowly stood up. His two modified arms had been burned red, and the area below his head was emitting high temperature and brightness.
The pain, as if being scalded by molten iron, was suppressed deep in his mind by his strong will. The scream of pain was also suppressed by his lips. He looked at the golden wall with an extremely gloomy face.
Just to block this inexplicable attack, he spent one third of his gold? !
"You broke in so soon?"
Next to him, Domu, wearing a white lab coat, had a calm expression.
His wife Saori took off her blood-stained gloves and looked at Rasa with a gentle smile: "Domu and I will solve these two troublesome kids. I would like to trouble you to help us kill the intruder outside."
Rasa glanced at her, a flash of timidity disappeared from his face, and he nodded expressionlessly.
(End of this chapter)
