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ASFUCITWON Chapter 181: Attack from Three Great Villages 2
🕑 Added 2025-04-11 14:37:35 +0000 UTC“...This is not an ordinary defense,” murmured the woman from Kirigakure.
Her voice was soft, not out of fear—but from a realization that had just struck: they did not understand this enemy.
“Quickly use Wind Ninjutsu!” shouted the leader of Sunagakure.
For the first time, the man’s firm voice cracked. “Let’s try from the air!”
“Wind Ninjutsu: Wind Blade!”
“Wind Ninjutsu: Storm Claw!”
“Wind Ninjutsu: Wind Ball Bomb!”
“Wind Ninjutsu: Spinning Hot Wind!”
“Wind Ninjutsu: Dark Wind Center!”
...
The air hissed, then roared.
The wind lashed out, slicing through the night like invisible blades.
From the darkness, wind claws formed, a spiral of heat rampaged, rolling everything in a fierce storm.
The world seemed to be sliced repeatedly.
But... it vanished.
None of it was stopped.
Their attacks were erased.
The air returned to calm.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became silent.
As if nothing had ever happened.
The ninja forces from the three great villages now froze.
Their breaths were held.
Some ninjas began to retreat, one foot behind the other, survival instincts taking over from courage.
Hard faces turned pale.
Some bit their lips.
Some began to sweat despite the cold night.
War veterans... now stood like children who had just realized they were up against something not of this world.
As if throwing stones at a god—and realizing the god was looking back.
A silence fell.
For a long time, it felt suffocating.
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Deep within the island, hidden behind a veil of mist that moved like the breath of a living creature, stood a building.
Towering amidst the foliage and silence, the tower resembled the fangs of a dragon peeking from within the body of the island.
On the third floor, a boy stood still and calm.
A long black cloak draped over the boy’s body.
Reiji did not move, only one hand resting on the wooden railing, creaking softly against the night wind.
Reiji’s eyes gazed far towards the beach, piercing through the fog.
Reiji’s face appeared serene.
His gaze was not sharp, not wild.
Rather, it was deep—and quiet.
But at the corner of Reiji’s lips... there was a small, nearly invisible smile.
Not a smile of victory.
A smile of analysis.
“Island Protection Fuinjutsu…” Reiji murmured, a voice not whispered to anyone, only to the sky that bore witness.
“Quite good.”
The voice sounded calm.
Even though Reiji was fully confident that the Fuinjutsu protecting the entire island would function as intended.
However, witnessing that reality firsthand still brought an irreplaceable sense of relief.
As the combined attack from the ninjas of the three Great Villages failed to breach the island's defenses, Reiji only smiled faintly—a small smile that held satisfaction and a bit of relief.
Reiji knew it was not just because of the right strategy, but also because of his confidence in the results of his hard work.
Reiji fully understood the principles of how Fuinjutsu worked.
Where Reiji designed it with one thing in mind: absolute control.
This Fuinjutsu was not just an ordinary barrier.
This Fuinjutsu was directly connected to a control center located in the Clan Head's Office.
A hidden space that could only be accessed by members of the Uzushio Village or those with the Uzumaki clan bloodline, who had studied the Fuinjutsu taught directly by Reiji.
It was not enough to simply have Uzumaki blood; a proper understanding of the complex seals that formed the foundation of this system was required.
Without that, the control center was nothing more than a wooden table and lifeless symbols.
If any foreign ninja attempted to activate Ninjutsu within the island's territory, that jutsu would be disrupted, distorted, or even completely fail.
Even if the Ninjutsu was activated from outside, the attack would still be unable to penetrate the protective fortress surrounding the island.
