Seeing so many shinobi hunting me in the land of fire I figured that I may as well use this oppurtunity to get some experience. I drained my senses and immediately began to mold my chakra as my flesh began to bulge and expand into a whole new me, a mitosis clone. I handed over some clothes for my clone before meditating to restore my chakra depletion. While my true form was doing that I controlled my clone to begin traveling away from me before going towards the surface.-
I wasn’t willing to put myself in true danger for some petty experience but that didn’t mean that I still couldn’t get the stuff safely-ish. My mitosis clones caused my mind to be split between my true body and the clone but when my true body was safe and not active I could put my full focus on the clone so while a little different from actually fighting in person the experience was like ninety percent similar which was good enough for my purposes. Once my clone reached the surface a good ways away I didn’t bother trying to hide but directly began searching for any bandits I could find.-
The land of fire was rather infested with the things so it didn’t take me long at all to find a camp of them.
“Shinobi! Scatter!” one of the bandits shouted after seeing my clones headband.
It made no difference however as even when they guy had been scolded I was slicing one of his buddies heads off with chakra flow on my hand. It took me mere moments to behead each and every bandit before they could even try to run after registering the guys yell. I sealed the bodies in a scroll before collecting the ill gotten gains of the bandits and putting the broken minded woman they had tied up nearby out of her misery.-
I knew she was broken because there was no thoughts behind those eyes just an emptiness that I knew was not something you recovered from. Killing her was a mercy and I buried her body deep so nothing dug her up on accident. I left then to go hunt another two bandit groups before one of my pursuers finally caught up with me. A group of five shinobi all men and all with their faces covered in knockoff anbu masks.-
‘Sage art: Demonic mist!’ I thought as I began to release black toxic mist from my pores around me.
“Poison, blow it away!” one of the shinobi called out and another began to weave handsigns that I recognized and flickered away to avoid getting hit by.
A large blast of wind slammed into my previous position easily dispelling the toxic mist I left there and caused serious damage to the area.
‘Ren’s poison in mist form is out, lets try water then. Sage art: Needle rain!’ I thought as I supercharged the [thousand needles of death] water release jutsu with a buttload of sage chakra.
In an instant the surrounding hundred yards humidity solidified into drops of water aligned in a massive dome covering the entire area.
“Shit! Earth dome!” the clear leader of this group yelled as he slammed his palms into the ground creating a dome of rock between them and the water needles that were about to shoot at them.
‘It won’t be so easy to escape from my technique.’ I thought with a scoff.
Indeed moments later there was a series of thousands of “pop!” sounds as each needle shot towards the dome at just bellow sonic speeds.
The dome held fine against the first few hundred but was promptly penetrated by the millions of needles constantly raining down like a torrential downpour. Screams rang out from the dome as I felt those within it get killed by the overwhelming amount of sharp needles of water that mercilessly stabbed through them by the handful. I jumped however as a pair of hands came up from underneath me to try and take me by surprise. Just because they were surrounded by a rock dome and getting nailed by my technique didn’t mean I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings.-
I spun in midair and punched the ground below at full strength. The guys under it got crushed to death in an instant while that spot cratered deeply and the ground and air shook from the force. I quickly double checked that they were all dead before flickering away without removing the water release that was still hammering the spot where the dome once was. It was a good thing I left when I did as another squad of shinobi showed up shortly afterwards.
“Check the corpses to see if they are ours!” the leader commanded and the rest of the squad split up to investigate.
A few moments later the squad gather up and looked at a broken but identifiable headband that had been crushed by my punch.
“Damnit Izo! We were told not to engage the target alone for a reason!” the leader cursed his dead comrade.
I on the otherhand was already slaughtering yet another group of bandits but this one had a failed Genin leading them and thus could use chakra to a degree but it was terrible and barely gave me more than a split second of pause. Even that single moment of pause was only so I could mentally compare the leader to anyone from the bingo book.-
Once I found that he didn’t even have a bounty I promptly separated his head from his shoulders. I didn’t even bother dodging the shuriken’s thrown at me as I sealed his body in my corpse scroll.
“TINK! TINK! TINK! TINK!” the sound of metal bouncing off metal rang out as the thrown blades hit my body and just bounced off harmlessly.
“Danzo should have already told you lot that wouldn’t work. Did you think he was exaggerating or something?” I asked casually while turning to look at the roughly seventeen masked and featureless shinobi that had just pelted me with shuriken.
“Plan alpha!” one of them commanded and the group scattered around me in a certain pattern.
I simply flickered out of the center before they could finish it and watched as a green barrier sprung up mere moments later.
‘Sage art: Vulcan shock!’ I thought as I spat out a sage chakra over charged [fireball jutsu].
The Root shinobi barely had time to turn off the barrier they had summoned before a massive wave of flame rolled over them killing a good half before the rest managed to dodge or block it.
‘Sage art: hurricane palm!’ I thought as I sent a sage chakra overcharged [Tempest palm] right behind my fire release.
The wind release hit the stalled fire release and the combination caused the flames to explode in power claiming all but the luckiest of the shinobis lives while simultaneously leveling a few miles once it was unimpeded.
