From Danmachi to God of Ninja

Chapter 89: Chapter 89

"Not good, it’s poison gas!"

The Konoha shinobi’s expressions changed drastically.

They immediately scattered and rushed toward the slopes on both sides, trying to seize higher ground as quickly as possible so they would not be harmed by the poison gas.

But Sunagakure had already anticipated this.

Hundreds, even thousands of Suna-nin suddenly appeared on the slopes along both sides of the valley and launched a fierce attack against the Konoha shinobi charging upward.

From the most basic kunai and shuriken, to explosive tags, to powerful Fire Release, Wind Release, and ninja tools, everything rained down into the Konoha ranks.

In an instant, they caused no small number of casualties.

Although even more Konoha shinobi managed to dodge that wave of attacks with excellent reactions and agile movements, their expressions were still grim.

Because they had been forced back down into the lower part of the valley, and the purple smoke, carried by the strong wind, arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it."

The shinobi with faster reactions immediately responded, either holding their breath or taking out towels, wetting them, and covering their mouths and noses to reduce how much poison gas they inhaled.

Of course, many Konoha shinobi were not quite that quick.

In an instant, they gave those poisonous fumes an epic full-lung experience.

To be fair, it was even a little sweet.

"Ugh, my head feels so dizzy..."

"I feel sick..."

"My chakra... even my chakra extraction speed has slowed down."

The Konoha shinobi immediately began suffering all kinds of adverse reactions.

Their combat strength fell sharply.

Those who could still retain fifty or sixty percent of their full strength were already rare elites, while most could only manage thirty or forty percent.

Seeing Konoha’s side grow weak and sluggish, the Suna-nin who had been fleeing in panic earlier finally recovered, and their smiles gradually turned twisted.

"Hehe, Konoha trash, you were chasing us pretty happily just now, weren’t you?"

"Weren’t you going to slaughter us? Come on then!"

"You hit hard enough earlier. Perfect. Now I’ll pay all of it back!"

While spewing trash talk, the Sunagakure shinobi turned around and pounced toward the Konoha forces.

They had taken antidotes in advance, so they were not afraid of the poison gas at all. With their combat strength preserved, they instantly suppressed Konoha’s side.

In just a few breaths, the Konoha army that had entered the valley suffered heavy losses.

Kiriya was inside the valley.

The moment the valley was sealed and the purple smoke appeared, Kiriya sensed that something was wrong and immediately rushed toward the valley entrance.

As for why he did not directly enter the valley to treat the Konoha shinobi, the reason was simple.

As long as the valley remained sealed, Konoha’s side could not use large-scale Wind Release to disperse the poison gas. Even if he healed them, they would simply be poisoned again.

On the other hand, only by opening the valley entrance would large-scale Wind Release have room to work, and the reinforcements outside would be able to arrive quickly.

Only then could the situation improve at its root.

So Kiriya needed only 0.01 seconds to make his decision.

Open the valley first.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A sharp sound of tearing air came from behind him.

Kiriya’s body turned sharply, and the sword in his hand moved so tightly that not even water could pass through, knocking away every incoming poison needle.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

With a slow, leisurely rhythm of applause, several figures emerged from the forest. All of them wore black robes, their faces hidden beneath long hoods.

Only the leader revealed her face.

It was a woman with smooth purple hair, sharp and deep features, and traces of the beauty she must have possessed when she was young.

She had absolutely been a beautiful woman in her prime.

The one applauding Kiriya was this mature woman who still retained her charm.

"Boy, to judge the key point so quickly in such a chaotic situation... you’re quite good."

There was admiration in her eyes, and when she looked over, it almost felt like there was electricity in her gaze.

"Granny, who are you?"

The moment Kiriya opened his mouth, a vein bulged on the woman’s forehead.

"I take back what I just said! What a rude little—"

Before she could finish saying "brat," her words came to an abrupt stop.

Because Kiriya had already flashed in front of her. The sword in his hand cut diagonally toward her throat.

Clang!

Just as the blade was about to slice open the purple-haired woman’s throat, a long blade suddenly appeared in front of it, blocking Kiriya’s surprise attack.

"Hmph. Konoha brats really are unpleasant. You’re so young, yet you already have no sense of honor. To think you would actually launch a sneak attack."

The purple-haired woman snorted coldly, her tone filled with ridicule and mockery.

Kiriya’s heart did not stir much when he heard that.

All his attention was on the figure floating in midair.

It was the one that had blocked his attack just now.

"Purple hair, and puppetry at this level... You’re Chiyo?" Kiriya spoke.

"Oh? I didn’t expect a little brat like you to have heard of me."

Chiyo was somewhat surprised.

"It would be strange if I hadn’t, right?"

Kiriya curled his lips.

After all, the reason Sunagakure’s shinobi were so difficult to deal with was largely because of their poisons, which were nearly impossible to guard against.

And the reason those poisons were so terrifying was, for the most part, because of this purple-haired old woman.

In the entire shinobi world, there were only a handful of people who could match her in the field of poison.

"I didn’t expect I’d have this much respect, to think they even sent out an old witch like you."

Kiriya chuckled.

"Old witch..."

Chiyo felt her temples throb, and even her heart seemed ready to explode.

"Brat, has anyone ever told you that your mouth is foul?"

With a shake of both hands, several figures behind Chiyo shot forward.

They brandished blades, swords, axes, saws, and all kinds of weapons as they surrounded and attacked Kiriya.

Naturally, all of them were puppets.

Although these puppets appeared to be charging in for close combat, halfway through their flight, various mechanisms had already opened.

A large number of poison needles shot toward Kiriya like rain.

"Hmph. I was already guarding against that trick."

Kiriya snorted inwardly. While dodging nimbly and blocking with his sword, he even found time to draw several kunai and throw them toward Chiyo.

Clang, clang, clang!

Kiriya’s kunai were easily blocked by the puppets Chiyo controlled, but he still did not stop.

Wave after wave of kunai kept flying out.

This operation left Chiyo confused.

If she said this brat was weak, he could easily handle the attacks from her puppets.

But if she said he was strong, his kunai-throwing technique was honestly terrible.

She did not even need much effort to block them.

Some even lost their aim completely and stabbed into the ground beside her.

’What is this brat trying to do? Is he trying to make me laugh so I make a mistake controlling my puppets?’

Chiyo became increasingly puzzled.

Then, suddenly, a piece of intelligence she had seen before surfaced in her mind, and an intense sense of danger instantly rushed into her heart.

’Not good!’

Kiriya’s figure flashed to Chiyo’s side in an instant.

The sword in his hand stabbed toward her heart like a venomous snake.

"Flying Thunder God Slash."

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