r18novel Chapter 281 Necessary Sins
Chapter 281 Necessary Sins
However, at that moment, the old man froze.
At first, he only felt his body slowing down and his fingers no longer being flexible when forming hand seals. Later, he realized that his consciousness seemed to be stretched out.
As if it were a special kind of illusion, he lost control of gravity, and the world began to spin.
His soul and consciousness were pulled out, stretched very long, and then forcibly twisted into a ball and stuffed back into his body.
After this ordeal, his body became completely immobile, and the forbidden technique he had just activated returned to calm.
"What...when is this...?" The old man's lips twitched and his tongue slurred as he managed to utter a question.
"It's a smoke bomb, mixed with a kind of poison from the future."
The young man walked up to him and calmly explained, "This poison comes from a kind of insect. I don't know if this insect still exists now, but in the future, such insects will be everywhere."
In the future, a world of insects, extracting, utilizing, and consuming insects will be commonplace.
Even though this new generation of ninjas is immune to the pheromones from these insects, they are still deadly to the current ninjas.
However, for people of this era, the toxins of these insects were deadly.
Of course, this toxin has a time limit. It is a special protein that will completely decompose and blend into nature under strong light, disappearing without a trace.
The old man tried to forcefully activate the forbidden technique, but the paralysis had already spread throughout his body. His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, only able to watch helplessly as the young man approached with his sword.
"Spare...spare those children..." the old man said with difficulty, each word seeming to come from the very end. "I will pass on all the techniques of our clan to you..."
"You don't understand." The young man walked up to him, the tip of his knife touching the ground. "I don't need your ninjutsu."
He bypassed the old man and walked towards the group of weak people behind him. This time, they did not flinch but stood there with their chests straight.
They stared intently at the young man, as if trying to memorize his face before they died.
"Demon, if there is an afterlife, we will exact our revenge for all eternity!"
The woman spat in his face, then lunged at him, grabbed his leg, and opened her mouth wide, tilting it upwards as if trying to bite off a piece of flesh from his body.
The young man neither dodged nor flinched; with a flash of the blade, the woman fell to the ground, blood spurting from her neck.
Then, an old man raised his cane and struck, but the young man grabbed the cane with his left hand and plunged a kunai into the old man's heart with his right.
The third, the fourth, the fifth...
He killed slowly and carefully, making sure each blow was fatal, so that no one suffered any more pain. The children's cries were sharp and piercing, but they soon fell silent.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
He apologized, his eyes red, committing murder with fervor, and repenting with fervor.
Finally, he returned to the old man.
The Earth Spider Chieftain slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant as he stared at the corpses of his people scattered everywhere.
Blood soaked through his robes; this old man, who had protected his clan for decades, now resembled a broken clay sculpture.
"What exactly do you want? Are you mentally ill?" The old man raised his head and met that compassionate face. Suddenly, an absurd idea popped into his mind.
"I'm sorry, I just don't want others to obtain your family's forbidden techniques."
"You didn't want it; you just didn't want others to have it, so you slaughtered our entire clan!"
The young man did not respond further, and the blade fell.
The old man's head rolled to the ground, his eyes still open. He looked at the home he was protecting, or perhaps at this absurd world.
At this point, all the survivors on the mountain were dead. The young man stood quietly beside the corpses, his hands clasped together, silently mourning and praying.
Then, they began to dispose of the body.
He dragged all the dead, including the guards at the village entrance, the clansmen in the square, and the women and children in the houses, one by one, to the open space in the center of the village and piled them up into a small mountain.
They also collected firewood and oil from various households and spread them around the pile of corpses.
After doing all this, he stepped back ten paces and formed a hand seal.
"Fire Release: Burnout Technique".
The blazing fireball struck the pile of corpses, instantly igniting the fuel.
Flames shot into the sky, their orange-red light illuminating the darkening heavens and engulfing the last traces of the Earth Spider clan.
The young man stood before the fire, the heat washing over his face, casting a swaying giant shadow on the rock wall.
He watched the corpses gradually charring in the flames, watched the wooden house being ignited, and watched this reclusive family that had existed for hundreds of years turn to ashes.
It burned until not an inch of skin or a speck of bone remained.
Because only in this way can we prevent others from using the Impure World Reincarnation technique.
Only in this way can we ensure that the forbidden techniques of the Earth Spider clan are forever erased from history.
Only in this way can we cut off the possibility of the worst future.
The flames crackled and popped, like the wailing of countless dead souls.
Until the flames died down, everything turned to dust.
At this moment, the mountains and forests returned to silence.
In the distance, the last rays of the setting sun sank below the horizon, and the sky was completely swallowed by darkness.
The young man turned away without looking back, his figure disappearing into the deepening night. He quickened his pace through the forest, his figure becoming a blurry black line.
It's time to get back. He needs to be back at the Dragon Vein before sunrise tomorrow, because every day of delay risks exposure.
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Konoha, inside the morgue.
An ordinary-looking girl with short hair is cleaning the remains. She uses the fishing line in her hand to stitch up the wounds little by little, and then uses ninjutsu to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, trying her best to restore the appearance of these dead people before they died.
She is a mortician.
Actually, she initially wanted to become a medical ninja, but unfortunately her medical skills were not precise enough to save the injured. However, she was very good at putting on a show.
The injured people she treated before had seemingly intact skin, but their internal organs were completely damaged.
Tsunade had also given her some pointers, but eventually found that she didn't seem to have much medical talent and wasn't very strong, so she arranged for her to work in the morgue to prepare the bodies of the dead.
"I'm sorry, Lord Kato, I didn't mean to harm your body." The little girl clasped her hands together and said timidly, "But Lord Ryuji Ida gave so much, so I left a little behind. I hope no one will notice."
The girl carefully observed her surroundings, and after confirming that no one was around, she cut out a strip of meat the size of her little finger before finishing the final stitching.
After completing the final burial without changing his expression, he left the morgue and, after confirming that no one was around, placed the meat strips in the designated location.
On the day of the delivery, a group of ninjas carrying supplies happened to pass by. One of the boys in the group picked up a strip of meat that was under a rock and put it in his pocket.