The sound of metal clashing exploded beside Haruki.
Muteki's wound had not yet fully healed.
Haruki did not release his hand pressed against Muteki's wound.
He looked behind him.
Iron Hail's figure stood like a rock behind him.
He held open a wide, scarred metal black umbrella.
He and the umbrella firmly protected Haruki, blocking the enemies behind him.
"Iron Umbrella: Thousand Needles!"
The open black umbrella spun rapidly in Iron Hail's hand.
The edge of the umbrella drew circles of white light in the air.
A low hum entered Haruki's ears.
Shuriken continuously flew towards Iron Hail, colliding with the metal umbrella surface in Iron Hail's hand, producing a harsh scraping sound.
Iron Hail's arm muscles bulged, and he coldly scanned the direction from which the attacks came, as extremely fine steel needles shot out from the edge of the umbrella.
They were dense, almost merging with the heavy rain, making them difficult to distinguish.
The sound of them cutting through the air was sharp.
Screams came from within the rain and wind.
A faint smell of blood drifted over, and Haruki looked to his left.
Yushishi stood beside him, his figure seemingly transforming into strands of rain, dazzling to the eye.
The Kunai in his hand mercilessly reaped the lives of his enemies.
A faint mist of rain surrounded him, enveloping his form, allowing him to move stealthily among the enemies, silently taking their lives.
The pile of corpses in front of them grew larger and larger.
"Alright!"
Haruki withdrew his hand.
Muteki's waist wound had healed.
His face was somewhat pale from blood loss, but his body had fully recovered.
He felt no pain whatsoever.
The wound on his waist was as if it had never existed.
"Pfft!"
A Kunai pierced Mizuna's shoulder; he gritted his teeth, not allowing the Sunagakure Shinobi in front of him to approach Haruki one step further.
The Sunagakure Shinobi's eyes were filled with killing intent; he pulled out the Kunai and stabbed towards Mizuna's neck.
However, the injured Mizuna still reacted extremely quickly, his figure dodging the Sunagakure Shinobi's hand like a swimming fish.
The Sunagakure Shinobi suddenly let out a short, sharp scream.
The short blade in Mizuna's hand had already pierced the Sunagakure Shinobi's neck from behind.
He pulled out the short blade that had gone through the Sunagakure Shinobi's throat, bringing out a trail of blood beads.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
Intense pain came from behind; Mizuna looked down at the long blade piercing his chest.
His gaze turned to Haruki; he opened his mouth, wanting to reassure Haruki that he was fine, that he was going to die anyway, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Rika!"
Haruki gently stroked his ring, his eyes filled with icy coldness.
Accompanied by a shriek that seemed to shatter eardrums, Rika's massive body appeared before Haruki.
Rika grabbed Mizuna with one hand and slapped the shocked Sunagakure Shinobi behind Mizuna with the other.
Boom—
A mist of blood scattered in the air.
Mizuna was placed in front of Haruki by Rika.
Haruki calmly pulled the blade from Mizuna's chest, and Curse Power surged towards Mizuna's chest wound.
"You'll be fine!"
Haruki promised him.
Mizuna's pale lips twitched; before a smile could form, pain arrived first, making his brows furrow.
The wound on Mizuna's chest rapidly healed.
"Don't hurt Yuta!"
Rika was completely enraged by the constantly approaching Sunagakure Shinobi.
A brutal shriek tore through the entire battlefield.
Her giant claw slammed down towards the Sunagakure Shinobi.
The Sunagakure Shinobi who was close to Haruki was like a person being squeezed into a hydraulic press.
Pfft—
A muffled thud.
The Sunagakure Shinobi was instantly compressed like a biscuit.
After compression, only a cloud of blood mist scattered in the air remained.
The blood mist was mixed with shattered headbands and fabric remnants.
The Sunagakure Shinobi watched this terrifying scene with their own eyes.
The closest Sunagakure Shinobi frantically tried to activate the Body Replacement Jutsu.
He was almost drenched in cold sweat.
The terrifying monster had already reached out its hand towards him.
Unfortunately, he had only half-formed his hand seal.
Thud—
The Sunagakure Shinobi's dull corpse crashed to the ground, but his head was nowhere to be seen.
Rika released her grip, and a ball of blood mist exploded from her palm.
Rika Orimoto's massive, distorted body shielded Haruki in her shadow.
Rika Orimoto's brutality plunged the battlefield into a momentary silence.
"Yuta..."
"Protect Yuta..."
Rika's throat squeezed out a loving gurgle.
She stretched out her blood-stained claws.
Even the slightest rustle of wind approaching Haruki would cause her to burst into a frenzy.
"Ding!"
"The System has detected Sunagakure Shinobi A's Killing Intent value +1000."
"Ding!"
"The System has detected Sunagakure Shinobi B's Killing Intent value +1000."
"Ding!"
"The System has detected Sunagakure Shinobi C's Killing Intent value +1000."
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
...
Haruki listened to the incessant prompt sounds in his mind; he opened his mouth and murmured in his mind, "It's New Year's Day today..."
What a joyous day!
He actually gained so much Killing Intent value!
Even now, the Killing Intent value had not stopped increasing.
It kept dinging and donging incessantly.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him at all costs!"
The voices of the Sunagakure Shinobi came from different directions.
Haruki looked up, and the battle situation before him had changed.
Countless Amegakure Shinobi gathered around him.
He was like the center, with countless Rain Shinobi blocking him, forming a circle.
And on the outer perimeter of the circle, countless Hidden Sand Village Shinobi completely surrounded Haruki and the Amegakure Shinobi, forming a huge circle.
Haruki did not see Hanzo or Senba Suzume, so there must be a second battlefield.
"He can not only heal dying Shinobi but also command monsters!"
"He cannot be allowed to live!"
"..."
The Sunagakure Shinobi stared at him with bloodshot eyes, their malice almost solidifying.
Haruki didn't expect himself to be so hated.
"Ding!"
"The System has detected Sunagakure Shinobi A's Fear value +2000."
"Did not reach the activation value for a Cursed Spirit; Fear value has been stored."
"Ding!"
"The System has detected Sunagakure Shinobi B's Rage value +3000."
"Did not reach the activation value for a Cursed Spirit; Rage value has been stored."
"Ding!"
"The System has detected Sunagakure Shinobi C's Hatred value +3000."
"Did not reach the activation value for a Cursed Spirit; Hatred value has been stored."
"Ding!"
"A total of 21000 Killing Intent value has been collected. Your Cursed Spirit, Ryomen Sukuna, has increased to Rank 51.1%."
Haruki controlled the corners of his mouth from curling upwards.
Auspicious blood portends a prosperous year!
"Dear, you actually speak quite slyly~"
"{The System has retracted a message.}"
Haruki looked at the Rain Shinobi who surrounded him.
They all had more or less injuries on their bodies.
Kuroai turned around and put down the severely injured Shinobi on his back.
"You just need to save people; leave the rest to us."
Kuroai looked at Haruki seriously.
He smiled reassuringly, "We will protect you well."
After speaking, Kuroai stood up, turned his back to Haruki, and his gaze towards the Sunagakure Shinobi suddenly turned cold; he drew the curved blade from his waist.
Raise Cursed Spirits for a thousand days, use Cursed Spirits for a moment!
It was time for the Cursed Spirits to repay him.
Haruki's gaze passed through the Rain Shinobi and landed on the Sunagakure Shinobi surrounding them.