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Chapter 1498: Land of Iron Samurai: We Died Where We Should Have!
"Earth Release: Earth Spikes!"
A ninja wearing the white robes of the Shinobi Sect, looking very fatigued, gritted his teeth, using the last of his remaining chakra. He quickly formed hand seals and unleashed ninjutsu towards the approaching demons.
Instantly, sharp rock spikes continuously erupted from the ground in front of him.
He knew these wouldn't injure the enemy, but he hoped to delay them for a moment.
To buy more time for the populace fleeing behind him.
"This move again!"
"Let me! Let me! I'll make a move this time!"
"Demonic Earth Magic: Ground Strike Technique!"
A corpulent demon with a large head and ears laughed as it jumped to the front of the team, raising its thick right fist and heavily striking the ground.
In an instant, with a series of 'bang bang bang' sounds, large numbers of sharp rock spikes continuously rose up, colliding fiercely with the incoming rock spikes.
However, this demon's Ground Strike Technique easily destroyed the ninja's Earth Spikes and continued pushing towards the ninja, whose expression changed drastically.
He wanted to dodge, but just as his body leaped into mid-air, the demon suddenly opened its large mouth and spat out thin rock needles, which turned into blurry afterimages slicing through the air.
The ninja hurriedly used the kunai in his hand to block, producing a rapid series of clanging sounds.
"Ah!"
However, his fatigued body and the numerous rock spikes were too much.
He was hit by several rock spikes, and his entire body screamed and fell to the ground amidst splashing blood.
He ultimately died in the hands of the other demons who pounced on him, filled with unwillingness and worry.
The situation around him was much the same.
These ninjas, originally from Stone Village, now belonging to the Shinobi Sect and stationed in the Land of Earth Province, were completely fighting the demons with their lives.
At this moment.
The front had been pushed to the outskirts of Green Pine Town, near the heart of the Land of Earth Province.
The demons slaughtered all living beings they encountered along the way, then divided and devoured them.
The tragic degree surpassed that of ordinary war!
This also strengthened the ninjas' resolve to counterattack.
They fought with full strength, using every means possible to block the demons' advance, just to wait for the World Government's support!
The demons, relying on their immunity to conventional attack, their overwhelming advantage in numbers, and their abundant magic power and stamina, rushed towards the ninjas wave after wave, causing the defense line the latter barely maintained to gradually collapse.
Truthfully, the biggest reason most ninjas died with their eyes wide open was this.
Their ninjutsu couldn't damage the demons; they couldn't even exchange their lives for a single demon!
But what they didn't know was that this feeling was also experienced by the warriors and heroes of many worlds that were once destroyed by the Netherworld Government before their sacrifice.
'Invincible outside the Underworld' was the demons' greatest reliance!
Although there were many means to deal with demons in the Myriad Worlds, and the World Government had even found quite a few methods.
These Shinobi Sect ninjas, however, had none of them.
"Damn it! Damn it, when will the support arrive! We can't hold on any longer!"
A ninja nearing middle age, of Chunin Rank, felt his chakra completely depleted and let out a hysterical roar.
He had used up all his explosive tags, kunai, and shuriken; all that remained was overwhelming fatigue and pain, and hot tears welling up in his eyes.
He didn't want to die...
He still wanted to go back and see his aging mother, his gentle wife, and his adorable daughter.
At this moment, he intensely hated why his talent was so poor, and why he hadn't cultivated harder before.
But what he hated most were these damned demons!
"The World Government won't let you get away with this..."
Looking at the grinning demon approaching him, this unremarkable man could only turn the hatred in his heart into a curse, while waiting for death's descent.
But just as he instinctively closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a heatwave blow past him.
This caused him to snap his eyes open, only to find that the demon reaching out its arm to tear him apart had a straight red line slowly appearing down the center of its body.
[Boom!]
The next second, blazing fire erupted, instantly devouring the massive demon body.
The fire light reflected on the man's bewildered face, and a steady voice sounded in his ears.
"You've worked hard. Leave the rest to us!"
Before the ninja could turn his head, figures moving at high speed 'swish swish swish' swept out from both sides, charging towards the area where the demons were gathered ahead.
"Samurai!"
He immediately recognized the identity of these people wearing silver-gray armor, black shirts underneath, and gas masks.
The Samurai Corps of the Land of Iron!
He hadn't expected that at this critical juncture, the first reinforcements to arrive would be this group of samurai who had always had little presence in the Ninja World.
Each of them held a katana emitting a high temperature aura.
They dodged the bombardment of various magic with speed comparable to the Body Flicker Technique, charging into the enemy ranks and unleashing exquisite sword skills that manifested phantasms of 'Wind, Water, Thunder, and Fire', powerfully killing the demons before them.
"That is..."
The exhausted ninjas recognized the 'Demon Slayer Breathing Style' used by the samurai.
But that wasn't the main point.
The main point was that they could actually damage the demons.
No one was a fool; they could all guess it had something to do with those blades.
They were Nichirin Blades!
As early as the first Demon Invasion of the Ninja World, the Land of Iron had spent a large amount of mineral resources and Berry to order a large quantity of Nichirin Blades from the World Government.
Mifune believed that demons were definitely hiding throughout the Ninja World, and he also had a premonition that the Demon Invasion would not end so easily.
Nichirin Blades, which contained Sun Aura and could damage demons after evolving into Crimson Blades through wrist strength, would become a necessity for them as samurai.
Therefore, up to now, he had ordered a total of five batches, a thousand blades per batch, and planned to order five more batches.
Because the quantity of samurai in the Land of Iron was around five thousand, considering the wear and tear problem, they needed to keep ten thousand Nichirin Blades in stock.
However, due to Famous Sword Town's output not keeping up, they could only barely manage one blade per person at the moment.
Indeed.
Mifune's foresight was correct.
These five thousand-plus samurai holding Crimson Blades became the heroes of the Land of Earth Province's populace!
Chakra Slashes carrying high temperature fire light crisscrossed the battlefield, delivering a heavy blow to this group of completely inhuman demons!
Especially Tatekata, who regrettably didn't make it into the Top 10 of the Top 100 Competition, performed most spectacularly.
Tatekata, who had mastered Armament Haki and Observation Haki, charged alone with his blade into the area with the most demons.
Wherever he went, the blade light turned into a greenish-blue storm.
The demons caught in it, whether Lower Rank or Middle Rank, were torn apart and turned to ash and smoke in the burning flames...
Outside Green Pine Town, the figures of the samurai fighting valiantly seemed to become indestructible barriers.
They made the defense line stable again and allowed the populace to flee south in peace.
However, the quantity of demons still held an overwhelming advantage.
This caused the demons, who had recovered their senses and gradually familiarized themselves with the samurai, to no longer recklessly take the blade's slash head-on.
They began to dodge, began their defense, and looked for opportunities to counterattack, backstab, and surround and attack!
In terms of strangeness, the demons' magic was no less than the ninjas' ninjutsu.
Although each demon only had one type of magic, which was indeed less varied than the ninjas' means.
These low-level Mid/Lower-Rank demons were very skilled at coordinating with each other, allowing their respective magic to exert even more powerful effects through combination.
This caused the battle situation to suddenly become tragic.
Every moment, the blood of samurai stained the battlefield red, making the smell of blood in the air even thicker.
But this could not shake their unyielding will!
Those roars echoing through their gas masks were hymns forged from courage!
Compared to dying in the Ninja World Civil War caused by politics and greed.
They felt that as samurai who had cultivated swordsmanship for many years, being able to sacrifice on the battlefield protecting the Ninja World and protecting the populace...
Died where they should have!
End of Chapter
"Earth Release: Earth Spikes!"
A ninja wearing the white robes of the Shinobi Sect, looking very fatigued, gritted his teeth, using the last of his remaining chakra. He quickly formed hand seals and unleashed ninjutsu towards the approaching demons.
Instantly, sharp rock spikes continuously erupted from the ground in front of him.
He knew these wouldn't injure the enemy, but he hoped to delay them for a moment.
To buy more time for the populace fleeing behind him.
"This move again!"
"Let me! Let me! I'll make a move this time!"
"Demonic Earth Magic: Ground Strike Technique!"
A corpulent demon with a large head and ears laughed as it jumped to the front of the team, raising its thick right fist and heavily striking the ground.
In an instant, with a series of 'bang bang bang' sounds, large numbers of sharp rock spikes continuously rose up, colliding fiercely with the incoming rock spikes.
However, this demon's Ground Strike Technique easily destroyed the ninja's Earth Spikes and continued pushing towards the ninja, whose expression changed drastically.
He wanted to dodge, but just as his body leaped into mid-air, the demon suddenly opened its large mouth and spat out thin rock needles, which turned into blurry afterimages slicing through the air.
The ninja hurriedly used the kunai in his hand to block, producing a rapid series of clanging sounds.
"Ah!"
However, his fatigued body and the numerous rock spikes were too much.
He was hit by several rock spikes, and his entire body screamed and fell to the ground amidst splashing blood.
He ultimately died in the hands of the other demons who pounced on him, filled with unwillingness and worry.
The situation around him was much the same.
These ninjas, originally from Stone Village, now belonging to the Shinobi Sect and stationed in the Land of Earth Province, were completely fighting the demons with their lives.
At this moment.
The front had been pushed to the outskirts of Green Pine Town, near the heart of the Land of Earth Province.
The demons slaughtered all living beings they encountered along the way, then divided and devoured them.
The tragic degree surpassed that of ordinary war!
This also strengthened the ninjas' resolve to counterattack.
They fought with full strength, using every means possible to block the demons' advance, just to wait for the World Government's support!
The demons, relying on their immunity to conventional attack, their overwhelming advantage in numbers, and their abundant magic power and stamina, rushed towards the ninjas wave after wave, causing the defense line the latter barely maintained to gradually collapse.
Truthfully, the biggest reason most ninjas died with their eyes wide open was this.
Their ninjutsu couldn't damage the demons; they couldn't even exchange their lives for a single demon!
But what they didn't know was that this feeling was also experienced by the warriors and heroes of many worlds that were once destroyed by the Netherworld Government before their sacrifice.
'Invincible outside the Underworld' was the demons' greatest reliance!
Although there were many means to deal with demons in the Myriad Worlds, and the World Government had even found quite a few methods.
These Shinobi Sect ninjas, however, had none of them.
"Damn it! Damn it, when will the support arrive! We can't hold on any longer!"
A ninja nearing middle age, of Chunin Rank, felt his chakra completely depleted and let out a hysterical roar.
He had used up all his explosive tags, kunai, and shuriken; all that remained was overwhelming fatigue and pain, and hot tears welling up in his eyes.
He didn't want to die...
He still wanted to go back and see his aging mother, his gentle wife, and his adorable daughter.
At this moment, he intensely hated why his talent was so poor, and why he hadn't cultivated harder before.
But what he hated most were these damned demons!
"The World Government won't let you get away with this..."
Looking at the grinning demon approaching him, this unremarkable man could only turn the hatred in his heart into a curse, while waiting for death's descent.
But just as he instinctively closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a heatwave blow past him.
This caused him to snap his eyes open, only to find that the demon reaching out its arm to tear him apart had a straight red line slowly appearing down the center of its body.
[Boom!]
The next second, blazing fire erupted, instantly devouring the massive demon body.
The fire light reflected on the man's bewildered face, and a steady voice sounded in his ears.
"You've worked hard. Leave the rest to us!"
Before the ninja could turn his head, figures moving at high speed 'swish swish swish' swept out from both sides, charging towards the area where the demons were gathered ahead.
"Samurai!"
He immediately recognized the identity of these people wearing silver-gray armor, black shirts underneath, and gas masks.
The Samurai Corps of the Land of Iron!
He hadn't expected that at this critical juncture, the first reinforcements to arrive would be this group of samurai who had always had little presence in the Ninja World.
Each of them held a katana emitting a high temperature aura.
They dodged the bombardment of various magic with speed comparable to the Body Flicker Technique, charging into the enemy ranks and unleashing exquisite sword skills that manifested phantasms of 'Wind, Water, Thunder, and Fire', powerfully killing the demons before them.
"That is..."
The exhausted ninjas recognized the 'Demon Slayer Breathing Style' used by the samurai.
But that wasn't the main point.
The main point was that they could actually damage the demons.
No one was a fool; they could all guess it had something to do with those blades.
They were Nichirin Blades!
As early as the first Demon Invasion of the Ninja World, the Land of Iron had spent a large amount of mineral resources and Berry to order a large quantity of Nichirin Blades from the World Government.
Mifune believed that demons were definitely hiding throughout the Ninja World, and he also had a premonition that the Demon Invasion would not end so easily.
Nichirin Blades, which contained Sun Aura and could damage demons after evolving into Crimson Blades through wrist strength, would become a necessity for them as samurai.
Therefore, up to now, he had ordered a total of five batches, a thousand blades per batch, and planned to order five more batches.
Because the quantity of samurai in the Land of Iron was around five thousand, considering the wear and tear problem, they needed to keep ten thousand Nichirin Blades in stock.
However, due to Famous Sword Town's output not keeping up, they could only barely manage one blade per person at the moment.
Indeed.
Mifune's foresight was correct.
These five thousand-plus samurai holding Crimson Blades became the heroes of the Land of Earth Province's populace!
Chakra Slashes carrying high temperature fire light crisscrossed the battlefield, delivering a heavy blow to this group of completely inhuman demons!
Especially Tatekata, who regrettably didn't make it into the Top 10 of the Top 100 Competition, performed most spectacularly.
Tatekata, who had mastered Armament Haki and Observation Haki, charged alone with his blade into the area with the most demons.
Wherever he went, the blade light turned into a greenish-blue storm.
The demons caught in it, whether Lower Rank or Middle Rank, were torn apart and turned to ash and smoke in the burning flames...
Outside Green Pine Town, the figures of the samurai fighting valiantly seemed to become indestructible barriers.
They made the defense line stable again and allowed the populace to flee south in peace.
However, the quantity of demons still held an overwhelming advantage.
This caused the demons, who had recovered their senses and gradually familiarized themselves with the samurai, to no longer recklessly take the blade's slash head-on.
They began to dodge, began their defense, and looked for opportunities to counterattack, backstab, and surround and attack!
In terms of strangeness, the demons' magic was no less than the ninjas' ninjutsu.
Although each demon only had one type of magic, which was indeed less varied than the ninjas' means.
These low-level Mid/Lower-Rank demons were very skilled at coordinating with each other, allowing their respective magic to exert even more powerful effects through combination.
This caused the battle situation to suddenly become tragic.
Every moment, the blood of samurai stained the battlefield red, making the smell of blood in the air even thicker.
But this could not shake their unyielding will!
Those roars echoing through their gas masks were hymns forged from courage!
Compared to dying in the Ninja World Civil War caused by politics and greed.
They felt that as samurai who had cultivated swordsmanship for many years, being able to sacrifice on the battlefield protecting the Ninja World and protecting the populace...
Died where they should have!
End of Chapter
