Chapter 74 Can Lord Sakumo do it? (It will be on the shelves tomorrow, please order first!)

The first floor of the dim and dilapidated building was silent.

There was only the rustling, the trivial noise of flying ashes, and the fishy smell that was so thick that it seemed like you could lick it with the tip of your tongue.

The interior of the entire building was in a mess, or it would be better to describe it as broken walls and ruins.

The pitted and pitch-black ground was left with a shocking dark red color.

Click... click...

Jiraiya walked towards the corpses and stepped on the pool of dried blood on the ground. The dark red blood spattered and stained the legs of his trousers.

Squatting in front of the headless corpse in a weird posture, he began to observe every detail carefully.

The moonlight reflected into the building from the doors and windows that had turned into debris, and all the observable features of the corpse fell into his eyes.

"It's still a Kirigakure ninja, and the body is still warm."

Jiraiya put his hand on the charred corpse, subconsciously frowned and said in a low voice: "The time of death should not be long!"

He reached out and shook out the kunai, then gently cut open the corpse's chest.

All the internal organs of the roasted body were complete, and the warm feeling confirmed his suspicion. Except for the extremely tragic death, all the other parts were the same as those of ordinary people.

"What was the process of the battle?" Kato Suan asked behind him.

Jiraiya did not give an answer immediately, but turned to look at the heads rolling to the ground and the broken and dry corpses lying on the ground.

He had seen many more cruel and bloody ones before.

But Jiraiya had never seen any scene like this, and the remaining violence and ferocity lingered in the air.

Especially the mutilated corpses with missing arms and legs, which did not look like man-made injuries at all.

It was a kind of pure wildness that wanted to kill people, just like an extremely hungry wild leopard, with unconcealed ferocity and killing intent when it saw its prey.

It was as if one could smell the fresh blood gushing out as the claws tore through the body, and could hear the wails and fear of those Kirigakure ninjas before they died.

"Those corpses may be psychic beasts, right?"

Jiraiya couldn't help but hesitate on his expression, but when he looked at the heads, his tone became solemn and serious: "These corpses, the heads and bodies are separated, the fractures are flat, they were killed with one blow, and the sword skills were neat."

"Almost instantly, these ninjas died."

The withered head stared blankly, with various expressions remaining on its face, including anger, resentment or surprise, but there was no trace of fear.

"I heard those warriors say that in the era of warriors, if the warrior's sword could be extremely fast, when the sword fell and the sword came out to cut off the enemy's head, the expression on the opponent's face would be frozen at that moment forever."

Jiraiya's eyes flickered slightly and he whispered: "Because the speed of swinging the knife has exceeded the pain and fear before death, the other party has lost consciousness before he realizes that he is dead."

"I thought it was just a legend..."

But now these corpses seem to be confirming that absurd legend. There are actually people who can reach such incredible speed with just a knife.

Many ninjas present who thought they were good at swordsmanship put themselves in that situation and couldn't help but shudder and growl.

It sounds like an extremely easy and simple process, but when you think about it carefully, it becomes jaw-dropping and terrifying.

Killing so many Kirigakure ninjas at the same time in an instant, so fast that they had no time to notice their own death.

Like the death's sickle, the incision is smooth and leaves no trace of bone. There is no pain, only cold death...

"Can Sakumo-sama do this to this extent?" Someone suddenly said this.

As soon as these words came out, others immediately looked at him with different looks.

Jiraiya didn't comment, he just glanced at the jounin who spoke and reminded: "Don't say such disrespectful words in the future."

"That's right." Kato Dan nodded and smiled gently, "Sakumo-senpai is a powerful ninja known as the 'White Fang'. His White Fang sword skills are famous in the ninja world."

There is still a gap between elite jounin and elite jounin. Titled elite jounin are a minority in the entire ninja world, and they can be said to be candidates who are qualified to inherit the name of "kage".

Those are the reputations gained by fighting fierce battles with each living life.

In comparison, the only other people who are famous for their sword skills are the general "Mifune" of the Iron Kingdom and the boastful "demigod" Hanzo.

No, there is actually another one besides this.

Jiraiya glanced at Tsunade, who was inexplicably silent, and understood that she, like him, was reminded of that masked bastard with a short sword.

However, it shouldn't be that coincidental, right?

These marks were obviously left by long swords. How could ordinary people practice short swords and long swords at the same time? They are two completely incompatible sword skills.

Tsunade's nose suddenly sniffed and she walked to the window expressionlessly.

Where her eyes touched were two complete heads.

Two black iron nails penetrated the temples of his head and were nailed to the wall.

It was neatly placed there, and there was no blood flowing freely into a pool of blood. Only some red and white sticky things could be seen, revealing a sense of horror.

"Is this, ANBU?"

Kato Danya also followed, and when he saw the mask and forehead protector, he couldn't help but blurt out in shock: "Why did Konoha's ANBU appear here?"

yes.

Why are the Anbu of Konoha here?

Why did you come here before them?

"..."

Tsunade's eyes flickered slightly, and a coldness flashed in her eyes, and she had already guessed the reason.

"It was put here intentionally."

Jiraiya walked over, looked at the position of the heads, and gradually frowned: "After the murderer beheaded them, he placed them in this place. I'm afraid he left them for us on purpose."

"Maybe it's a disguise." Kato said coldly, then lifted up the two masks, looked at the two faces and said firmly, "I have never seen these two people in Konoha."

Hearing this, the anger in the eyes of the other jounin almost turned into reality.

They obviously didn't think that much, they just thought that the murderer was slandering and provoking them!

"You guys continue."

Tsunade avoided Jiraiya's gaze, turned to look at the stairs leading to the second floor, and said calmly: "I'll go to the higher level to take a look."

After saying that, she walked over there without looking back.

"Hey, wait for me!" Jiraiya came to his senses and quickly followed, "Your injury is not healed yet, so be careful!"

Watching the two people's backs disappear before his eyes, Kato Dan scratched his head helplessly.

"Collect the remains of our two 'colleagues' and see if there are any complete heads that can be taken back."

He turned to look at the people behind him, his narrowed eyes flashed with a hint of deep meaning, and he said with a sad face: "Now things are really in trouble."

The Kirigakure Village's invasion of the Country of Whirlpool may have unexpected changes.

For example, ANBU ninja...

No, I should say, root ninja.

Who killed them here? Does it mean that the remaining Uzumaki clan members have thoughts that they shouldn't have?

Thinking of this, Kato Suan frowned and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's been a troubled year."