Fleeing from Konoha-Chapter 630 - 94: Hidden Cloud_4
At this moment, Toroi glanced at the moon and quietly hushed the Hidden Cloud Village ninja beside him.
The other Hidden Cloud ninjas silently nodded, also noticing something unusual.
The light from the moon overhead suddenly dimmed, not obscured by clouds, but by dense fog.
The Hidden Cloud ninja couldn’t see the figures of their companions beside them, only a vague shadowy silhouette.
The white mist enveloped the dark sea, making this area even more dangerous.
This was the Hidden Mist Village ninja’s commonly used Hidden Mist Jutsu.
A powerful dense mist that even the Wind Escape technique couldn’t disperse, containing a terrifying chakra within.
Toroi’s expression was grave; the ninja capable of creating such dense mist must be extraordinarily powerful.
Did the deal with the Blood Mist Faction leak? Toroi pondered.
Although he hoped that wasn’t the case, the ability to use such a powerful Hidden Mist Jutsu meant the intruder was certainly a skilled jonin of the Hidden Mist Village, something an average Hidden Mist ninja couldn’t accomplish.
If so, the only option was to eliminate the intruder.
If this mission was ruined, for the Hidden Cloud, it would mean losing a powerful ally against Konoha.
Moreover, this could easily plunge the Hidden Cloud into trouble.
"There!"
Toroi unsheathed a large rectangular shuriken from his back and hurled it into the white, impenetrable fog.
The whistling sound of air being torn, followed by the sound of slicing, let Toroi know that his shuriken had hit the enemy, but likely only grazed them, causing no fatal injury.
The rectangular shuriken spun back through the air, returning to Toroi’s hand.
Toroi’s eyes were sharp, as if piercing through the dense mist, he understood the enemy’s every move clearly.
"Unfortunately, the battle is over."
He was a Magnet Style ninja from the Hidden Cloud, capable of imbuing objects with magnetic properties.
The previous rectangular shuriken had already magnetized the opponent’s body, and now all it took was to imbue his own shuriken with magnetic properties to create a never-ending tracking shuriken, attracted to the enemy’s body.
With this, the conditions for a sure-kill were met.
Without hesitation, he once again withdrew a large rectangular shuriken from his back, holding two large rectangular shurikens in his hand. Using his Magnet Style, he infused the shurikens with magnetic force, then hurled them with great strength.
The sharp sound of striking the enemy’s body echoed, letting Toroi know the enemy had been dealt with.
But the Hidden Mist Jutsu hadn’t been dispelled, indicating there were other enemies present.
The person he had killed wasn’t the instigator using the Hidden Mist Jutsu.
"Now, it’s the next one’s turn." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Toroi said this, his cold gaze shifting elsewhere, when suddenly a sharp bolt of lightning flashed past, accompanied by the cries of his comrades.
Lightning Style? Toroi wondered.
The person attacking his comrades used a powerful form of Lightning Style.
Though he didn’t see it clearly, the power of the Lightning Style must be significant. Even within the Hidden Cloud, there weren’t many ninjas with such a strong Lightning Style.
Just as he was pondering, a chill surged forward, catching Toroi’s attention, making his heart leap, instinctively making him look up.
Ahead, two big, blood-red "lanterns" suddenly lit up, glowing brightly in the white fog.
