Chapter 849
"My weak point isn't there."
"Got you!"
The short one raised both hands, ten fingers curled like the talons of an eagle, and swiped toward Uchiha Sasuke's head. But Sasuke only glanced at him indifferently.
"Rashomon: Susano'o."
A dark red aura surged outward, wrapping Sasuke's entire body in a protective shell.
Clang!
The short one's fingers struck Sasuke's defense, producing a sharp metallic collision. But the claws didn't penetrate at all. Instead, the attack caused immense damage to his own fingers. Sasuke's Rashomon: Susano'o had become even more solid. The short one couldn't break through. Every finger was fractured, and intense pain surged up his arms.
Watching this unfold, Ron felt a sense of déjà vu. Danzo's iconic scene, charging in against a Susano'o.
With a thought, Sasuke's arms wrapped tightly around the short one. Thanks to Rashomon: Susano'o, Sasuke's body was much larger, and this embrace completely engulfed the smaller figure.
Crackle…!
Massive electric currents exploded from Sasuke's body. The short one now looked like a victim of Pikachu's one-hundred-thousand-volt attack—but this time, he wasn't the one releasing the electricity.
He was the one being electrocuted.
His body twitched violently. Darkness leaked from his skin. The smell of scorched flesh filled the air.
Not long after, Sasuke stopped.
Thud.
The short one's body dropped to the ground. No life remained in him. He was completely dead.
With a thought, Ron deactivated Sasuke's form. Natsu appeared, holding the large man in one hand and the short one's corpse in the other. He carried both through a flash gate that appeared beside Ron.
The bodies were dumped into the Trial Grounds, where they would rapidly decay under the zone's effects—and the Nen within them would be extracted.
Morena watched the space where Natsu had vanished.
"Ron… this is what S-rank power looks like?"
She had long known about the existence of S-rank, but never seen it in person. Even in a powerful country like Kakin, S-rank individuals were extremely rare. Not even the V5 had many.
"This is only part of it," Ron said.
Morena's pupils contracted.
In the distance, the sound of a car engine approached. Earlier, during the battle, Morena had already called Baise and asked her to bring a replacement vehicle. The previous one had been destroyed by the brute.
She trusted Ron's judgment. Since he said it would be safe, she had gone ahead and contacted Baise in advance. The timing lined up perfectly.
Two cars arrived.
Baise stepped out of one and quickly noticed the signs of battle nearby—and the wreckage of the destroyed vehicle not far away. Her expression shifted, but she said nothing.
Morena gave a slight nod.
"Let's head back."
"Yes, ma'am."
Baise got into the other car. The remaining vehicle was left for Ron and Morena. Its design was similar to the one that had been destroyed earlier. The two boarded and continued on toward their destination.
Not long after, news of the two Frore prisoners deaths reached Nasubi's ears.
"So quickly, huh... It seems Ron's strength really is the real deal. And now he's moving with Morena—probably looking to get aboard my Kakin ship. Maybe there's room to cooperate."
Ordinary people didn't interest Nasubi. But the strength Ron had shown was enough to earn his attention.
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Morena pulled out her phone and sent several text messages. They weren't ordinary messages, but encoded commands. Being attacked and not retaliating wasn't her style.
Since she was certain Camilla was behind the ambush, her retaliation would be aimed directly at Camilla's faction.
As one of the upper princes, Camilla naturally had her own forces. Morena couldn't threaten Camilla's life directly—but she could go after her subordinates.
When the reports came in, Camilla's face twisted with surprise.
"What?"
"Have you found out who did it?"
The man before her kept his head lowered. "It seems to be connected to the Heil-Ly Family."
Camilla's eyes narrowed. "The Heil-Ly Family… Morena? That bitch."
"A mere illegitimate child. I haven't even bothered provoking her, and she dares to come at me first?"
"Who does she think she is?"
"If not for the upcoming voyage of the Black Whale, I would have already thrown her into a pen of bulls and watched her be torn apart…"
"Once we board that ship, I'll make sure she understands what a legitimate royal truly looks like."
"Second-tier bloodlines need to learn their place."
Camilla's chest heaved with rage. Her expression twisted further as a flush of red spread across her face. She looked toward the man below, stood up, and took a single step forward—her pale leg slipping into view.
Spit.
She spat on her own shoe.
"Lick it clean."
"Yes, ma'am!"
The man immediately crawled forward like a dog, licking the spit from her shoe.
"Get out."
"Yes, ma'am."
Soon after, another young man entered.
From the adjacent room came the sounds of heavy breathing.
While trying to keep up his movements, the man said, "By the way, ma'am, I heard Morena hasn't been in the royal city lately."
"She's not in the city? Where did she go?"
Camilla, still enjoying the man's attentions, frowned at his words.
"I'm not sure. I just heard she's with a friend. Apparently, she's been spending time with them."
Camilla's eyes narrowed again. "At a time like this, ignoring her duties to go meet some friend?"
"What friend could Morena possibly have?"
"She's just some second-tier trash—what kind of friend would she even need?"
The young man quickly agreed. "You're absolutely right, ma'am. By the way, what's the Dark Continent really like?"
Camilla turned her gaze on him, her expression going cold.
"That has nothing to do with you. Don't ask questions."
"Yes, ma'am."
The man stiffened instantly, cold sweat forming on his back.
Camilla frowned again. "Haven't eaten? Is that all the strength you've got?"
"I'm sorry, ma'am."
"Useless."
"I'm sorry!"
Camilla lost interest and kicked him aside.
"Out!"
The young man scrambled to gather his things and fled, terrified of provoking her any further.
Once she was alone again, Camilla turned toward the window.
"Morena's friend…"