To maintain the stability of a newly established power, one must eliminate the leaders of the former regime.
This was a simple truth, and the sins they had committed deserved exactly this kind of punishment.
Whooshing sounds echoed through the air.
The Seiquan Sword was once again drenched in blood— but not the same kind as before.
Thus, the faction controlling Nikamura fell into ruin.
However, Shiki Uzumaki's expression did not relax. He knew his purpose in coming here this time was far more complicated than it seemed.
There was still something he needed to do.
He wanted those under Duy Ni to clearly understand who had brought about their downfall and etch his image deeply into their hearts.
It was necessary to establish certain authority here. Even if he couldn't control this place directly, he would leave his mark behind.
With that thought, Uzumaki Shiki cut off Duy Ni's head, blood splashing onto his hands, still warm.
Even though he had killed many men before, cutting someone's head off like this still filled him with revulsion.
Especially when seeing the white fat mixed with blood pouring from the severed neck—this feeling intensified further.
But still, he held himself together.
"A man who can't be ruthless has no business trying to command respect in an army."
Uzumaki Shiki murmured to himself.
When the Seiquan Sword finally severed Duy Ni's head completely from his body, Shiki grasped the hair tightly and carried the head outward.
He walked toward the center of this small outpost. Vaguely, he remembered there being a large electric lamp there.
It was simply switched off at the moment.
Still, this place was apparently where Duy Ni usually gathered his subordinates to address matters.
Although this place was somewhat rudimentary, it was still essential.
But now, this situation worked in Shiki's favor.
Shiki carried Duy Ni's head in his right hand and walked to the location, turning on the big light.
Blinding light exploded across the area, turning night into day in an instant.
Looking around, Shiki found indeed there stood a drum-like structure similar to a battle-drum.
Poof!
He formed a [Hand Seal], and suddenly, a Shadow Clone appeared beside him.
Then his clone picked up the mallet and began striking the drum.
The booming sound instantly echoed throughout the outpost, as though shaking the entire village itself.
"What's happening?!"
"Is there another mission?"
"Hurry up! Gear up for battle!"
Almost immediately after the drumbeat sounded, everyone within the outpost sprang into action.
Despite appearing extremely lax during everyday life—which was typical for bandits—
once the drum had sounded, they seemed transformed, as if becoming someone else entirely.
At this moment, each person resembled a soldier from an elite force.
Clanging metal rang out as each individual checked their equipment.
Those who finished preparing marched quickly outside, gathering toward the outpost's center.
"At a time like this, the leader suddenly summoned us. It seems it's a highly secretive mission."
"It looks like someone's about to suffer again."
The young and physically strong warriors of Nikamura all wore fanatically joyful expressions on their faces.
Under Duy Ni's influence, they had grown increasingly warlike.
Victory after victory, along with the abundance of spoils and women that came with it, filled them with excitement.
Even thinking about these things made them quicken their steps involuntarily, taking bigger strides forward.
But
Suddenly, the scene before their eyes shocked everyone who arrived at the center.
They all froze in place, staring in horror at the central location.
Their leader's head was held in the hands of a child. On the other side, that child's clone was still beating the war drum.
"This... this can't be real! How could the leader possibly die?"
"Was it Harada? That despicable coward!"
"Damn it! Who exactly are you?"
More and more of Duy Ni's subordinates arrived at the scene. They had come expecting yet another joyful battle.
But the very sight before them filled them with terror beyond belief.
The very man they revered above all others had been beheaded — and now his head lay in the hand of a red-haired youth!
Yet the aura emanating from that teenager seemed just like a predatory beast waiting to hunt.
No one dared to approach.
They could only curse loudly from a distance, speculating wildly.
Suddenly, when no one else arrived and the bell tolling gradually ceased,
That red-haired child also stopped meditating with closed eyes. Previously, he hadn't even deigned to look at them directly.
Just that overwhelming aura alone was enough to stop anyone from making the first move.
Shiki Uzumaki stood cradling his Seiquan Sword, calmly surveying the crowd gathered before him.
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