From within the system interface, Nawaki observed the battle unfolding between the future Fourth Raikage, A, and Vergo.
This starter mission, by design, wasn't supposed to be that difficult—a typical warm-up quest to give newcomers a taste of success...
To be precise, when this mission was drafted, the difficulty level for the whole Reincarnator team was quite reasonable.
If they could cooperate flawlessly—Black Zetsu handling reconnaissance, Chiyo managing healing and convincing the injured target to trust them, and the rest protecting the objective—
Then it would've been an easy walk off Minion Island, hand off the target to the nearby Marine fleet, and walk away with 3,000 points each.
It would've been a massive loss for Nawaki.
But… reality rarely goes according to plan.
There was no way Black Zetsu would immediately work with the others. And the ninja had no way of knowing Corazon's personality, or what level of power their enemies possessed.
So, in their eyes, the simplest strategy was to just knock out Corazon and Law, grab them, hide somewhere quiet—
The world was big, after all. Who'd find them?
And just like that, what should've been a straightforward task… devolved into a disaster.
It wouldn't be until much later, when they finally looked back and pieced everything together, that they'd realize what went wrong.
By then, regret would be pointless.
They'd have no choice but to approach future missions seriously—and their mindset would begin shifting from reckless rookies to composed veterans.
Honestly, Nawaki thought, there aren't many system administrators as gentle and patient as me anymore—treating these Reincarnators like spring breeze, even helping them stabilize their emotions after nearly getting themselves killed.
As for the point rewards for completing the mission?
Nawaki simply smiled.
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"Killer Bee!!"
"Big Bro!!"
The shouts rang out across the snowy battlefield. A's Lightning Style Chakra Armor flared violently, glowing with electric-blue brilliance.
In the next instant, he surged forward, right arm raised, aiming a direct slam at Vergo's neck.
Simultaneously, Killer Bee activated his own power—his body cloaked in a thin layer of reddish chakra. A single tail sprouted faintly behind him.
Though weak, it was unmistakably a Tailed Beast Cloak!
Charging in right behind his brother, Killer Bee mirrored his movements—right arm raised, slamming toward Vergo as one.
Lightning Style: Double Lariat!
A secret taijutsu technique of the Land of Lightning, this devastating move required perfect synergy between two users of immense physical strength. If successful, it could decapitate a target in a single, spinning motion.
It was because of this technique that A and Killer Bee became such a feared duo.
However…
Vergo, coated in Armament Haki head-to-toe, tanked the strike head-on—and remained standing.
Not only was he uninjured, he grinned viciously and lashed out with a spinning kick.
Bang! Bang!
Both brothers were sent flying, coughing up blood. Even with the protection of the Lightning Armor and Tailed Beast Cloak, they suffered heavy damage.
Nearby, Chiyo hadn't entered the fray—but her face was pale.
Though she had Kage-level strength, it largely depended on her Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu—a powerful high-tier puppet technique.
Unfortunately, those puppets were severely countered by opponents with overwhelming physical strength.
She remembered Tsunade—how the legendary Sannin shattered two of her puppets in a single punch and forced her to flee with a mangled arm.
Even now, Chiyo's right arm was a mechanical prosthetic.
And this Vergo? He was stronger than even Tsunade had been back then. His defenses were on an entirely different level.
How do we even fight that…?
Unless, of course… a true Kage-level fighter showed up.
And at that moment—far down the snow-covered road—a figure was sprinting toward them, breath puffing in the cold.
Might Duy had finally arrived.
He hadn't even reached the battlefield yet, but already he could see Bee and A lying among the rubble, and Chiyo kneeling beside an unconscious body.
He froze.
What the hell…? The legendary A-B combo and Chiyo the Puppet Mistress—weren't they supposed to be elite powerhouses?
I was only a little late, and now they're all down?!
Wait… if things were this bad…
Isn't the mission about to fail?!
And failure meant… deletion by the system.
That thought hit like a thunderclap.
Cold sweat drenched his back. I don't want to die yet!
His self-developed taijutsu was only half complete. His wife had just gotten pregnant. His son was due next year…
There's no way I'm dying here!
Clenching his fists, Might Duy roared:
"Don't just lie there! Fight with everything you've got! We have to complete this mission and return safely to the Shinobi World! Don't you have people waiting for you?!"
For the first time, he felt the blood in his body burn with purpose.
A and Killer Bee struggled back to their feet, watching Vergo approach slowly.
They heard Duy's shout… and their faces twisted with mixed emotions.
You're just a genin… what right do you have to say stuff like that?
You haven't even fought…
But just as they were about to sneer—
They saw Might Duy grit his teeth.
Standing firm, fists clenched, he let out a deafening roar.
"Open—Rest—Life—Pain!
Eight Inner Gates: Gate of Pain—OPEN!!"
In just a few seconds, it was as if a barrier had been torn open.
A surge of mysterious energy erupted from Duy's body—green aura flooded outward. His skin flushed red, blood vessels bulging, and even his hair floated wildly from the raw energy.
The Eight Inner Gates!
Unable to use ninjutsu or genjutsu, Duy had spent over a decade forging his body—developing this forbidden taijutsu from scratch.
But the technique was still incomplete. The risk was immense.
Only six of the eight gates had been explored so far, and starting from the fourth gate, every step forward was a gamble with your life.
And now, to avoid deletion by the system, he had no choice but to use it.
At least… if I give it my all, there's still a sliver of hope.
Come to think of it…
This transformation really did look kind of like a Super Saiyan, didn't it?
"This is a genin?!"
The others were stunned. That surge of chakra—it was on par with a monster. They couldn't believe this big-browed, clumsy man had been hiding such strength.
But what they didn't know… was that this wasn't strength he was hiding.
This was strength earned by burning away his own life.
As Nawaki would put it: He's using the "Great Demon Disintegration."
Boom!
Duy kicked off the ground, shooting forward like an arrow.
In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Vergo.
His leg arced upward in a fierce spinning kick.
Severe Leaf Hurricane!
Whoosh!
But it missed.
Vergo, as if expecting it, simply tilted his head—dodging the blow with ease. His mouth curled into a sneer.
"Not bad. Fast."
And then—he reached out.
Caught Duy's leg midair.
And with brutal strength, smashed him into the rubble.
BOOM!
Dust exploded into the sky.
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