20 Chapter-20 : Bring it ON
Hiro stood in the middle of the street as he cursed his senses.
In moments like these, Hiro could almost feel what these people went through to a great extent.
Still, he focused as he switched to his chakra sense, feeling different strands of chakra in the air that ran all around.
"Do you have something that might contain Kurenai's smell or her chakra?" Hiro said as he looked at 'Neko' who was getting into her bearings.
She nodded as bit as she took out cloth and handed it to.
It was Kurenai's Bra.
Normally Hiro would think something perverted when provided something like this but the environment forced him not to.
Hiro took it in his hands as he bought it up close to his nose and gave it a long sniff.
Hiro identified the faint smell and chakra that lingered on the bra as he isolated it out of the hundreds of chakra strands that ran through these streets and started following the trail.
Leaving the dead behind as Hiro and her made their way through dense forest and large empty lands as they continued travelling for 5 more hours on foot as Hiro picked up on the trail that she couldn't even sense.
They reached another village whose name was unknown as Hiro focused his senses onto hearing as he could hear strange sounds and eerie hymns being pronounced in the chorus of pleading and crying sounds.
'As i thought, its those bastards' Hiro thought as he identified the culprits.
The cult of Jashin, an illicit criminal organization that had devoted itself to causing bloodshed and murder.
Although much was not known about them due to them somehow being experts as elusion and hiding, it was pretty sure that they had strong members in their ranks and should not be taken lightly if encountered.
"Its them, and she's also there" Hiro said as he felt Kurenai's chakra inside the village, being in the middle of it.
'Neko' tried to go in by herself but Hiro placed his palm on his shoulders he stopped her.
"First, you need to hear my plan, what we do is..." Hiro said as he explained his strategy and plan of action to 'Neko'.
It was already night at the moment with a full moon hanging high in the sky.
Using the veil of darkness to their advantage, the both of them moved stealthily towards the village square where a similar setup to the last village was being made with figures wearing red hooded robes dragging women towards a pole then binding them to it using metal chains.
In middle of this all, two figures stood out the most as their faces were illuminated by the virtue of torches that burnt with an eerie purple fire.
One being an old man with a twisted face, his skin turned black and white resembling patterns that of a skeleton wielding a red tri bladed scythe in his hands.
Other being a young man that looked to be in his mid twenties although with grey hair, 'That should be Hidan'
'That old man is dangerous' Hiro thought as he felt his chakra, well within S ranked ninja range.
Not only him, but most of the red hooded figures were low Jonin in strength by his estimation.
As Hiro looked, his sight fell onto Kurenai, who was chained to a cross in the middle, seemingly not in control of her body as she kept mumbling something incoherently that he couldn't understand.
Her clothes being torn from places as a red worm like marking revolved around her belly area.
Hiro gave the signal to 'Neko' as he took out a small vial, formed a few handseals as he performed [Water Style : sleeping smog]
Soon, cold wind blew by as fog started surrounding the village square.
It started growing even thicker as the cultists finally caught onto that something was wrong.
"Who's there, come out and we just might spare your life" The old man with scythe spoke up as he tried to use a wind Jutsu to blow the fog away, only to make it spread much faster.
"Fuck, form a defensive circle, we cant abandon the ritual now" the old man said as he moved towards the grey haired guy Hiro identified as Hidan, a low S ranked rogue ninja from Yugakure.
'But an S rank nonetheless' Hiro thought
"Stick close, its a coordinated attack, lord Jashin will protect us" A Jonin level cultist said to his subordinate standing to his right only to be met by silence.
"Fuck, why aren't you replying??" He turned to his right only to see that the subordinate was not visible in the fog, he could neither see nor hear him anywhere around.
Soon everything was thrown in a sudden disarray as the fog started impairing vision and hearing of all.
Bursts of red flames and powerful gusts became frequent as people tried to blow the fog away
'Its my domain now fuckers', Hiro thought as he took out his sword, he had spent almost half of his large chakra reserves into this Jutsu just now.
Not only did it cover half of the village in one go, it had special properties to impair vision and hearing.
The fog will naturally dispel in an hour but until that, it was all his domain.
Hiro and 'Neko', both moved silently through the fog as they started rescuing people.
Hiro instantly knocked the civilians out as he handed them over to 'Neko' who started taking them to the outskirts of the village, carrying multiple civilians due to the virtue of her shadow clones.
Hiro, who sensed that the so called ritual was still going on moved fast as he felt that most civilians were out of danger.
'Its hunting time bitches' Hiro thought as he sheathed his katana, taking out his primary weapon.
Bow and Arrows, they were Hiro's primary weapon.
Hiro had never been a close quarter fighter before, he had long ago recognized his talents in sensory techniques and as such, used it to his benefit in any fight he could.
Using the fog just now, all the ninjas except highly skilled sensors would be left defenseless as they wouldn't even know where their enemy is.
His acute senses, combined with the environment created by the fog meant that this has become his domain.
Hiro took aim to the cultist that was dragging the women across the street before as an arrow materialized in his hands, its tip shining with the blue color of chakra as water dripped from it.
*thwwumpp*
The arrow travelled through the air extremely fast as it went through scum's right ear and came out of his left eye.
It was lights out before he even knew what happened.
Hiro didn't pay any mind to is as he drew another arrow and started hunting down every cultist except the two S ranks.
Hiro knew he couldn't take them both on a head on fight, but that doesn't mean he cant harass them from afar, causing tremendous loss in terms of their cult members.
Soon, almost every cultist was down, with an arrow sticking out their head or their hearts.
Even the 3 elite jonin level cultists weren't able to do anything as multiple arrows riddled them with holes.
This was the advantage of using good weapons in this world, they could be used to a devastating effect without consuming as much as chakra needed with elemental Jutsus.
The arrows that Hiro used were all made with chakra conductive metal, which then along with shape control and his water nature chakra, sliced through their armors like hot knife through butter.
Normally, Jonin and above level ninjas would be fast enough to dodge some of his arrows but due to his fog, that wasn't possible right now.
Hiro then dispelled the fog around as he felt some of his chakra return to him.
A/N : Those who give power stones be blessed with big PP
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