novelraw Chapter 109 The Thirst for Blood of the Corpse Bone Pulse
Chapter 109 The Thirst for Blood of the Corpse Bone Pulse
Kirigakure Village, the residence of the Kaguya clan.
Unlike the cold and damp atmosphere of other parts of the village, here, the air is always filled with the salty and fishy smell of evaporated sweat.
In the center of the camp was a huge training ground paved with hard black stone.
The ground of the training ground is covered with crisscrossing scratches and pits of varying depths, silently telling the story of the countless brutal battles that have taken place here.
At this moment, in the center of the training ground, a bloody sparring match is underway.
Kaguya Soranosuke, the patriarch of the Kaguya clan, was shirtless, his bronze skin covered with hideous scars and protruding bone spurs, making him look like a demon from hell.
He faced alone ten elite members of his tribe, all shirtless and wielding bone knives.
"drink!"
A member of the Kaguya clan let out a roar, his bone sword whistling through the air as he thrust it towards Kūnosuke's back from an extremely tricky angle.
whoosh-
Just as the bone knife was about to reach his body, several sharp bone spikes shot out from Kūnosuke's back, like the strongest shield, and with a clang, they firmly blocked the sharp bone knife.
"Too slow."
Kūnosuke's magnetic voice rang out, tinged with obvious disappointment.
He turned around abruptly and delivered a powerful whip kick, slamming it down on the tribesman who had launched the sneak attack.
The tribesman's expression changed drastically. He tried to block with his bone knife, but it was too late.
boom!
With a muffled thud, he flew backward like a tattered sack, the bones in his chest cracking clearly. He spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled a few times, and then passed out.
"continue!"
Without pausing for a moment, Kūnosuke's figure moved like a ghost, instantly rushing into the encirclement of the remaining nine people.
The group used the purest and bloodiest combination of physical techniques and the Corpse Bone Pulse.
The sound of bone knives colliding with bone spurs was incessant.
The shrill whistling of bone spikes piercing the air, and the muffled groans of pain from the clansmen, intertwined to form a symphony belonging to the Kaguya clan.
Kūnosuke's figure weaved through the crowd; each of his attacks was simple, direct, yet deadly.
A bone spur on his shoulder shattered the jaw of a tribesman.
He used the bone blade that sprang from his elbow to slash open the leg of another member of his tribe.
He even used his teeth to bite off the arm bone of someone trying to lock their throat.
Kaguya Soranosuke enjoyed this feeling.
Enjoying the thrill of bones colliding, the warmth of blood splattering on the skin, and the sense of conquest.
This is what the Kaguya clan should be like!
Battle is the destiny of the Kaguya clan!
In less than ten minutes, only Kaguya Soranosuke remained standing in the training ground.
The ten elite members of the clan were all lying on the ground, some unconscious, some groaning in pain, and none of them could stand up.
Kaguya Soranosuke stood in the center of the blood, her chest heaving violently.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
But in those eyes, which burned with a frenzied fighting spirit, there was no satisfaction, but rather emptiness and disappointment.
Kūnosuke looked around and gazed at the edge of the training ground, where his clansmen were observing.
What he saw in those young eyes was not worship or longing for the strong.
Instead, it is numbness, fear, and even disgust.
An unnamed fire suddenly ignited from the depths of my heart.
"Look at the state of you all!"
Kaguya Soranosuke pointed at the young members of her clan and roared angrily, "You're all as weak as unweaned babies! There's no fire in your eyes! No desire for battle!"
"This comfortable peace is wearing down the fangs of our Kaguya clan! It's eroding the warlike soul that flows in our blood!"
"Have you forgotten how our ancestors, during the Warring States period, used these very fists and these very bones to forge their illustrious name?!"
"Have you forgotten that we, the Kaguya clan, are born warriors?!"
His roar echoed across the empty training ground.
But all he received in response were the fearful and evasive looks from the younger members of his tribe.
emptiness.
An unprecedented emptiness.
Kūnosuke felt like a caged beast, only able to roar at a flock of sheep every day, but unable to go to the vast grasslands to fight a real lion.
During the last Shinobi World War, he thought it would be his chance to show his skills.
But that damned Third Mizukage actually chose to hide!
He could only watch helplessly as Konoha slaughtered everyone outside, becoming a force to be reckoned with in the ninja world.
Peace?
The feeling of watching himself grow old day by day and decaying in comfort was more painful and torturous than being killed by a strongman on the battlefield.
He yearned for battle, for a stage where he could unleash his full potential and power.
Kaguya Soranosuke wanted to challenge the so-called "Ninja Professor" and wanted to use her Shikotsumyaku (Corpse Bone Pulse) to tear him apart.
Let the entire ninja world know the power of the Kaguya clan!
Just as the frenzied fighting spirit in Kūnosuke's heart was about to be unable to be suppressed...
A dark figure appeared silently at the edge of the training ground.
It is the direct subordinate of the Water Shadow.
"Clan Chief Kaguya."
The ANBU ninja knelt on one knee, his voice completely flat, "The Mizukage has ordered that you proceed to the highest meeting room immediately to attend an emergency meeting."
Meeting?
A hint of surprise flashed in Kaguya Soranosuke's eyes, but his frenzied fighting spirit was quickly replaced by excitement.
Emergency meeting?
At this time?
Soryu licked his chapped lips, a hopeful smile spreading across his face.
opportunity.
An opportunity to change the status quo may be coming...
He didn't answer immediately, but slowly walked up to the messenger and looked down at him.
The oppressive feeling, filled with the scent of blood, caused even the well-trained ANBU ninja to break out in a cold sweat.
"Tell Lord Mizukage."
Soryu slowly opened his mouth, releasing his pressure without reservation, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
"I will be there on time."
"Hopefully... this meeting won't be too boring."
In stark contrast to the bustling Kaguya clan's territory, filled with the stench of sweat and blood, the Yuki clan's territory, located at the easternmost edge of Kirigakure, was eerily quiet.
A persistent chill permeated the air.
All the nearby buildings are made of a special kind of ice crystal mixed with rock, reflecting a cold, eerie blue light in the perpetual fog, making them look like ice palaces from mythology.
Deep within the clan's territory lies a colossal ice chamber, even more magnificent than the Water Shadow Building, entirely composed of pure ice crystals.
This is the private domain of Yukinojo, the patriarch of the Yukino clan.
Inside the ice chamber, the temperature was low enough that exhaled air would freeze into frost.