Chapter 51: Fighting and Approach
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Ken and the Cloud trio descended down to the lower levels of the cave, landing with a thud and breaking the ground underneath them as the cultists parted ways around them and drew their weapons.
"We're in enemy territory... Cooperation might become difficult from here on out...." Ken said in a calm voice as his blade glowed brightly. He wasn't exactly used to fighting alongside them after all, it was fair to give them a warning at the very least.
"Hmph... Don't worry, we can take care of ourselves..." The Raikage smiled confidently as lighting covered his body.
A followed his father's movements, and also used his Lightning Release Chakra Mode from the beginning.
'We'll end this quickly, I guess...' B sighed when seeing everyone already up for battle, without any hesitation, he drew on the tailed beast's chakra, allowing a dark purplish cloak of chakra to cover his body as two tentacle-like charka tendrils rose from his back.
The chakra seemed to instantly catch Ken's attention, as he was quite curious about how powerful Killer B actually was. Thankfully, he was about to find out.
The cultists around them seemed to be fearful at their sight, but they were quickly rallied by what Ken assumed was a higher-ranking member.
"Lord Jashin calls for blood! Take out all of these dirty heathens that dare trespass on his sanctuary!"
The man wore a pointed hood beside the common cultist robe, and he wielded two sickles in his hands, which seemed to be tied to his wrist by lengthy chains that were wrapped around his arms.
From his words, the crowd that had gathered around Ken and the 3 Shinobi instantly charged with zealous screams.
"FOR LORD JASHI-" They, unfortunately, didn't even get to finish their chant, as the 4 'heathens' had already dashed in different directions, all entering the fold cultists, like wolves attacking a flock of sheep.
The Raikage and A were both human weapons, each movement of theirs split humans apart, as they passed through dozens of people in mere seconds.
Ken also dexterously danced through them, his blade cleaving through both their weapons and bodies with excessive ease, as the cultists struggled to react to his flying slashes and his extended reach, as his chakra blade seemed to stretch out more and more with each swing.
Then there was the Jinchriki, Killer B. He was not as fast as Ken, but he wasn't that far behind.
He seemed to be blessed with unnatural strength, as he wielded two blades at once and cleaved through the enemies around him just as easily as his allies.
His chakra tails, although looking rather intangible, still seemed to act as physical constructs, just from the density of his chakra.
They acted as a shield, batting away attacks constantly and crushing whoever got too close to B's back.
The regular cultists couldn't even keep up with his speed, let alone that of Ken and the others.
In the end, the room was cleared of cultists rather quickly, not even taking a minute for hundreds of men and women to meet their end.
Surprisingly, Ken was the one to rack up the most kills. Since their opponents were weak, his flying slashes were able to cleave through them more effectively than anything else.
The Raikage was still a close second though, as he had taken care of his part of the room very quickly, weapons breaking upon touching his skin as his body reached an unprecedented level of toughness.
A came third, and B came last. Not that it was a contest.
A gulped a bit when seeing the bloody figure of Ken, his clean blade was now evenly coated in blood.
The entire room was a bloodbath. Both Ken and the Raikage seemed to be completely unbothered by the quite literal pool of blood they had created.
A also tried to hide his disgust as he felt his shoes soak in blood, he was successful, as he had already been trained for such things...
It was the same for B, who just looked at the last cultist left in the room.
It was the one that had wielded two sickles... Now he was only wielding none, as both of his arms were cut off, still wriggling on the ground somewhere.
His hood was also ripped off, revealing a rotting face, even filled with maggots.
"So this is an example of the 'defective immortals' huh..." The Raikage muttered as he walked closer to the man that was currently impaled onto the wall.
Ken had made short work of him, cutting off his limbs swiftly and sticking him to the wall by impaling him with various weapons he had taken from the cultists.
"Yep... Weaker than the one I had faced before at least..." Ken nodded as he shook his blade, flinging some more blood on the ground.
"Y-you heathens... Lord Jashin will never forgive you for what you've done..." The decomposing man spoke out with hate, causing Ken to yawn for a few seconds.
"They seem to have the same speech patterns though..." The Blind Swordsman tilted his head as he looked around and stuck another blade into the 'immortal', causing him to scream.
"Sound annoying..." Killer B muttered as he also walked a bit closer, his dark purple chakra cloak still active as his tails swayed behind him.
They had no idea who was brazen enough to intrude upon their temple, but they knew that they needed to deal with it, as Lord Jashin had commanded them to...
They each had tattooed on their bodies different markings, many variations of Jashin's sign.
The two further ahead of the rest were Number 1 and 2, the strongest immortals in their group.
Unfortunately for them, they didn't have a lot of luck, despite their powerful Cursed Techniques and mastery...
They were the first ones to fall.
Taken by surprise, the Large Flying Slash cleaved towards them at lightning speed.
They only noticed it in time to signal for the others to jump, but they realised none of them would have enough time to dodge the attack... So instead of trying, the two strongest decided to give the others a chance at survival.
They took out their weapons, one wielded a large halberd, while one wielded a war scythe.
They coated their weapons in Chakra, as they braced for impact. While their allies all jumped up, trying to cling to the ceiling.
The two of them managed to hold it there for only two seconds, as sparks flew all around them, and their weapons melted in their hands.
The Flying Slash then advanced forwards, burning their bodies and turning them into charcoal as they were sent flying back into the corridor they came from.
The other 8 immortals had managed to cling to the ceiling thanks to them, dodging the slash almost perfectly, with only one of them getting his legs caught up and burnt off.
Thankfully, he didn't have any pain receptors, so he just silently bore with it.
Even if they now feared the source of that attack, they still had the confidence to press forward... One of the other immortals strapped the legless one to his back, as he was still able to fight.
"Whoever that was... I doubt they can use such an attack again..." Nr.3 said, he was missing all of his skin as a result of his immortality, but that didn't make him weak or stupid.
He quickly encouraged the others to press forward. The other numbered immortals were already committed to their cause anyway.
'Serve the heathens to Lord Jashin as sacrifices or die trying...' Was the mission that was already imprinted in their minds, and they were going to see it through.
But when advancing into the room, they were only met with even more hardship.
The Raikage was the one to claim the first 'kill', stabbing through the first immortal's head, turning him into a headless chicken before using his body like a mace and crushing the limbs of another.
A took a different approach, slowly dismembering one of them, while the other seemed to be doing his best to draw some blood from him, unsuccessfully.
After finishing with one, A was able to deal with the second, first, breaking his weapon with his bare hands, then proceeding to dismember him as well.
B was dealing with the two that were strapped together. One of them was already lacking any mobility, while the other wielded large cleavers and swung them madly, trying to stop him from getting too close.
It seemed to work for all of 1 second before Killer B grew another purple octopus tail out of chakra and slapped the men he was fighting into a wall, before rushing them and hacking at their arms.
Ken also managed to deal with one immortal, slashing off his arms before piercing his chest with his tail and throwing him back where he came from.
He was then stuck dodging the attacks of the skinless number 3, who managed to land an overhead swing with his large naginata... Only for it to be blocked by Ken's tail.
Sparks rose as the blade struggled against the spikes on the Blind Assasin's tail, the clash only lasted one second, as Ken's tail quickly started moving at great speeds, almost turning into a saw as he cut through the naginata.
The 3rd immortal tried to kick Ken away, but his kick was completely shrugged off, with the Blind Monster not even flinching.
Ken grabbed his leg and started smashing him into the ground repeatedly, breaking as many bones as he could and even turning his head to mush before throwing him towards the first immortal they had encountered, who was still impaled on a wall.
The fight then died down, as all of the immortals were taken out, Ken and the rest not sustaining any injuries at all.
'Now... To look for the leader...'
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Hope you liked the chapter!
Also, this is likely the result most ppl expected :)) Honestly, even one of them(referring to the squad) would've been enough to end the Cult.
Cursed techniques are still a thing tho, so stay tuned ;)
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