Inside the factory, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Three Kirigakure ninja were shaking in their boots.
What they were seeing and hearing was simply unbelievable.
The great Suikazan Fuguki was actually... dead?!
Not an assassination, not a siege.
In a one-on-one, head-to-head fight, he was beaten to death!
Like a stray dog on the side of the road.
Didn't he understand the disadvantage of not knowing about the Stand?
Linto didn't have information either.
Linto also didn't know which Ninjutsu Suikazan Fuguki knew, or what special abilities Samehada had.
This was a very fair fight.
Suikazan Fuguki even had the home-field advantage.
But in the end, he was the one who died.
The three ninja turned their heads stiffly, their eyes falling on Linto, and they added in their hearts –
"He couldn't even touch the opponent's clothes."
This wasn't even a fight between equals!
They couldn't believe Suikazan Fuguki was dead, and they couldn't believe that someone dared to do such a rebellious thing on Land of Water territory...
A stupid thing.
Yes, a stupid thing.
To challenge the authority of Land of Water and Kirigakure for a few hundred ordinary people who weren't even worth livestock, only a fool would do that.
Suikazan Fuguki had made it very clear before.
Various organizations more or less knew about this Akatsuki business line.
Why didn't they dare to do anything?
Because the organizations themselves weren't clean.
If you mess with me, I'll mess with you.
Rather than both sides suffering, everyone exploited the lower class and made a lot of money. It had become an accepted rule.
Daring to break this rule that had lasted who knows how many years, risking the world's disapproval.
What kind of madman was the man in front of them?!
Thump.
The sound of a ninja taking a step back caught Linto's attention.
At that moment, the Kirigakure ninja's mental defenses collapsed, and boundless fear swallowed him. He turned and ran.
The other two Kirigakure ninja hurriedly came to their senses and ran in different directions.
They had a last shred of reason.
As long as they ran in different directions, Linto could only chase one person, and the others would have a chance to survive.
They had to get the news of Suikazan Fuguki's death back.
The three ran with all their might, the only sounds they could hear were their own heavy breathing and the pounding of their hearts.
They looked back at Linto, who was still standing there, and the joy of surviving filled them.
The opponent wasn't chasing?!
The broken skylight was within reach. As long as they got out of there, they could live!
Suddenly, one of the ninja felt something was wrong.
His own thumping heartbeat...
Was gone?
He looked down.
A sharp pain came, and a spot of red appeared on his chest.
The bloodstain grew larger and larger under their despairing gazes, taking away their strength.
Under the threat of death, they copied Suikazan Fuguki's actions, pouring Chakra into their eyes, and finally saw it.
The Aero Smith drew an arc in the air and turned back towards them, two machine guns spitting fire.
Rat-tat-tat-tat!
The dense bullets swallowed the three of them. Amidst screams and wails, their bodies, riddled with holes, fell to the ground with a thud, silent forever.
They were dead.
All of them were dead.
The stinking blood flowed out, along the cracks in the ground, to the feet of the four hundred prisoners, soaking their feet.
They looked up at Linto's back.
Outside the skylight, a gust of wind blew, scattering the clouds and revealing a crescent moon.
Moonlight poured in through the window, and a beam of light fell on Linto, covering him in a thin layer of silver.
Like a god or Buddha.
A light gradually appeared in the pair of gray eyes.
This light didn't come from the moon, but from the man in front of them.
He was like a flame, igniting the flame of hope that had been extinguished in everyone's hearts.
The first person walked out of the cage, his feet stepping into the pool of blood.
Then came the second, the third, the fourth...
More and more people came out.
They walked behind Linto, five or six meters away. They didn't dare to get any closer. They knelt down and kowtowed piously, chanting:
"God... thank you for saving us!"
In their eyes, Linto was a god sent by heaven to save the innocent.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain the scene of Suikazan Fuguki and the ninja dying one after another without Linto even moving.
Too mysterious and great.
A ninja couldn't do this.
Only a god could.
Linto tilted his head slightly.
The group of prisoners looked up, expecting the god in their eyes to deliver a divine message.
"Stand up. Don't kneel."
Everyone was stunned.
This was the second time Linto had said these words.
The first time was to tell them not to give in to fear.
This time was to tell them not to give in to worship.
"You are free."
The prisoners looked blank, at a loss.
They were locals of Land of Water, and some were travelers like Momochi. After being freed... where could they go?
Go home?
To be captured again after a while?
Besides, Suikazan Fuguki was dead. Would Kirigakure hold them responsible?
Even if they wouldn't investigate due to public opinion for a short time, what about after things calmed down?
One question after another arose, making the prisoners almost suffocate.
"Please, sir, show us the way."
A voice came from the crowd.
Not only did they refuse to stand up, but they knelt even more humbly.
They really didn't want to be captured again, didn't want to experience the hellish pain again.
Linto's eyes swept over them. After a long time, he said:
"Come with me."
"Yes!"
More than four hundred people kowtowed in unison, their foreheads stained with blood from the ground. When they looked up again, blood flowed down their eyebrows and the corners of their eyes, and with it, the fear in their eyes also dripped away.
They stood up.
Linto picked up Samehada from the ground, used Samehada to carry Suikazan Fuguki's corpse, and walked in front. A mighty group of over four hundred people followed behind.
When they walked out of the factory, all the spies from various organizations hidden in the dark, quietly monitoring the factory, were stunned.
What happened?
Had the Fourth Shinobi World War broken out?
In their minds, they couldn't understand how Suikazan Fuguki of Kirigakure could die on his own territory in a non-war situation.
No one dared to provoke a ninja village like that.
However, Linto, who was walking in front with a calm expression, used his actions to tell the world –
The people others didn't dare to kill, he killed.
The people others didn't dare to save, he saved.
After walking out of the factory, Linto looked back.
Upgrade... AeroSmith.
Soul fragments flowed out with a crash, decreasing by 400.
Aero Smith was upgraded to level 2.
It became more agile, its flight speed was greatly increased, and more importantly, its arsenal became more powerful.
"There's no need to leave this place behind."
"Roger."
The pilot Smith in the cockpit gave Linto a thumbs-up, glided over the factory, and the bottom of the cabin opened, and fist-sized missiles fell down.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions resounded in Mirage Town. The soaring flames dispelled the hazy fog that always enveloped the city, and the air seemed to become fresher.
Linto took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Four hundred people followed silently.
The light of the flames shone from behind them, spreading out a bright red path for them.
At this moment, all the observers hiding in the dark had the same thought:
Although they were in the same city, they in the darkness and Linto and the others in the firelight.
Were in two different worlds.
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