"Hesitation leads to defeat, weakness leads to death."
The more powerful Seishi became, the deeper he felt this truth. As he looked at the bisected body of Fudan Ino, he felt no emotion.
Sometimes he even wondered if he was truly a natural executioner.
He had come from the modern world, but he had felt no discomfort when he killed for the first time.
Even Seishi had been surprised by this fact.
After all, when Seishi had killed an enemy ninja for the first time during a mission, he had trouble sleeping for days.
But when Seishi killed someone for the first time, his face remained expressionless.
"Do you...also desire death?" he asked the remaining Rain Village Jonin softly.
"Damn it! Don't look down on us!" one of the Rain ninjas said fiercely. "Let's attack him together! He's just one person, and he's already used such a large-scale jutsu! I don't believe he has much chakra left."
The Rain Village Jonin's words seemed to strengthen the resolve of the others.
Fukuda Hideo had been their commander for this mission. With his death, they were lost and didn't know what to do next.
And looking at the trend, of the one hundred elite ninja they had brought with them, only a few remained alive. Half of the remaining chunin and genin would be lucky to survive.
This mission had been a disaster.
The only thing they could be grateful for was that they had already defeated Konoha's vanguard troops.
"As long as we hold out and kill the son of the Hokage and the Konoha Kirin, then no matter how great the cost, this operation will be worth it!" the Rain Jonin shouted, trying to boost the morale of his comrades.
But before he could finish his words, a thin red line appeared on his neck.
In the eyes of everyone, his head was separated from his body and thrown high into the sky.
The sky was filled with red blood, falling like raindrops.
"Too much nonsense!"
Seishi shook the village seal in his hand and looked down at the dead body.
"Is this guy a demon!?"
Everyone's heart was cold. They didn't even see how the rain ninja died just now.
In their perception, Seishi was still standing where he was just now.
But less than a second later, another upper ninja died.
"This guy is even faster!!"
All the rain ninjas had the same thought.
Although Seishi's speed was fast just now, they could still barely see it.
But now they couldn't see Seishi's movements clearly and couldn't keep up with his speed.
Seishi was now less than two meters away from them.
This was the best distance for an attack if they were to launch one at him.
However, these rain ninjas were standing still, neither advancing nor retreating.
As Seishi looked at them, they all took a few steps back.
So now the scene was quite eerie.
Seishi stood facing the rain ninjas with a purple demon sword in his hand.
But these rain ninjas had no intention of attacking or moving.
The bystander, Daiyue, was so shocked that he couldn't find words to speak.
From the moment the rain ninjas formed their attack formation and charged at him, they already knew deep down that there was no hope for them.
But they never expected the tables to turn so dramatically.
Single-handedly, Seishi held off their attacks and turned them into nothing but scattered limbs and bodies.
Looking at the situation now, he still had enough energy to finish off the remaining rain ninjas.
Daiyue smiled wryly with the support of Enma.
Even the Third Hokage himself may not truly understand the extent of Seishi's strength.
Otherwise, he would not have said that Seishi was only a bit weaker than him.
Daiyue even thought that even if his father, the Third Hokage, personally took action, he might not be able to defeat Seishi.
Seishi had already surpassed everyone in their generation.
"Attack! Kill him! As long as he dies, this battle will be over!"
"We have no chance...! Only by killing him can we make up for our losses in this battle...!"
...
Seishi glanced at the rain ninjas who were cheering themselves on, a bloody smile on his lips.
In an instant, lightning surged around him, and his body disappeared from sight once again.
In the eyes of Daiyue and his companions, every time the lightning surged, countless dense purple sword lights appeared in the air.
Each purple sword light represented the end of a life.
Looking at the scattered limbs and bodies on the ground in front of them, even though Seishi was their comrade and a Leaf ninja, Daiyue and his companions couldn't help but feel a deep chill in their hearts. It was just too brutal! Too terrifying!