Chapter 1269: Trap_4

Aburame Ryuma adjusted the sunglasses on his nose, his expression calm.

“Really? Analyzing a woman’s body secrets isn’t exactly a proper hobby.”

The Wandering Witch teased with a smile but looked serious. She quickly pulled out a kunai with her left hand, and under Aburame Ryuma’s surprised gaze, unflinchingly sliced her right arm.

A bloodied arm fell from her shoulder.

The Wandering Witch threw out the kunai in her left hand, aiming it at Aburame Ryuma.

At the same time, a green light shrouded her left hand, stopping the bleeding at the cut on her right shoulder, and she retreated swiftly.

“Don’t think about escaping!”

Aburame Ryuma blocked the kunai flying towards him with his own and dashed forward quickly, closing in on the Wandering Witch.

A large swarm of Parasitic Destruction Insects surrounded from all directions, cutting off all escape routes for the Wandering Witch.

“Insect Sphere!”

The flying speed of the Parasitic Destruction Insects suddenly increased, instantly pouncing on the Wandering Witch’s body, fiercely absorbing the Chakra within.

The Wandering Witch, enveloped by the Parasitic Destruction Insects, had no strength left to resist and collapsed motionless in a puddle.

“Huff… The Parasitic Destruction Insects have the ability to remove toxins, now you’re helpless, aren’t you?”

Aburame Ryuma vaguely remembered the last encounter when he used Iron-eating Insects against her, where she used unknown Poison Jutsu, poisoning many Iron-eating Insects, causing him considerable distress.

Unlike the strongly-biting Iron-eating Insects, Parasitic Destruction Insects are the basic and most frequently used insects by the Aburame Clan.

Their abilities are diverse, suitable for attack, defense, and detoxifying, making them versatile ninja insects.

As he spoke, Aburame Ryuma reached out, and the Wandering Witch’s severed arm suddenly had a small bump on the skin, something moving underneath, which then bit open an opening and slowly crawled out.

The insect had a milky white body and was a Brain-eating Worm.

Under Aburame Ryuma’s Chakra guidance, the Brain-eating Worm fluttered its wings and landed on his fingertip.

Although the Brain-eating Worm has a peculiar ability, using it consumes a massive amount of Chakra.

Almost every use requires replenishing Chakra to continue fighting and to extract the enemy’s memories.

But within Root, those who know this secret don’t exceed five.

Aburame Ryuma replenished the Brain-eating Worm’s Chakra while walking up to the Wandering Witch.

“You let your guard down. It ends here.”

So far, he couldn’t count how many assassination missions he’s completed using this method.

But in his memory, it seemed no one could escape his assassination techniques.

Since long ago, he discovered that the Insect Secret Jutsu of the Aburame Clan wasn’t just for scouting but also for perfect assassination.

Once he realized this, he used Root’s power to start collecting various ninja insects in the Ninja Realm, subduing them one by one, becoming part of his abilities.

In the Ninja Realm, there is no insect-controlling ninja stronger than those of the Aburame Clan.

“I’ll take your brain without courtesy.”

Aburame Ryuma lifted his fingers to his face, eyes behind the sunglasses watching the Brain-eating Worm slowly spreading its wings at his fingertips, and spoke these words.

Just as the Brain-eating Worm took off again, Aburame Ryuma suddenly shivered, coughed with difficulty, and dark purple blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground with the rain.

“What is this…”

Aburame Ryuma wiped the blood from his mouth, and when he saw the dark purple blood staining his fingers, his pupils shrunk tightly, feeling incredibly shocked.

This abnormal blood was clearly a sign of being poisoned.

Poisoned? When did it happen?

“It seems the poison has taken effect…”

In Aburame Ryuma’s unbelievable gaze, the Wandering Witch slowly stood up from the ground, her pale face revealing a smile of victory in her plot.

“How—how is this possible?”

Clearly drained of Chakra by the Parasitic Destruction Insects, she shouldn’t be able to stand anymore.

Why could she still stand up from the ground unscathed?

“Sorry, what I can use is not just Chakra. Also, although the Brain-eating Worm has excellent performance, the necessity to replenish Chakra gave me the opportunity. Unlike common poison, my poison is transmitted through Chakra transfer, you guessed wrong.”

The Wandering Witch smiled at Aburame Ryuma, seemingly relishing his defeated and pitiful state.

“Damn!”

Realizing this, Aburame Ryuma retreated frantically, without hesitation, fleeing backwards.

More dark purple blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, his heart felt gripped tightly by a hand, suffocatingly unable to breathe.

He had been extra cautious of the enemy’s Poison Jutsu, but he hadn’t expected the poison could be transmitted just through Chakra transfer.

Moreover, she knew the Brain-eating Worm’s characteristics well, aware of the massive Chakra consumption problem, needing replenishment for the next attack.

In other words, the assassination trap he meticulously set was successfully used by the Wandering Witch, backfiring on him, the hunter who set the assassination trap.

Who exactly?

The intelligence about the Brain-eating Worm was a top-secret even within Root.

Even Kakashi, who secretly sided with Root, wouldn’t know about the Brain-eating Worm.

Was there a spy within Root?

Aburame Ryuma’s mind raced, contemplating who could access this secret and betray his information.

No matter how he guessed, Aburame Ryuma couldn’t determine who the spy within Root was specifically.

“Cough!”

In the alley, Aburame Ryuma coughed painfully, leaning against the wall, gasping heavily, gripping his chest with his right hand tightly, as if doing so would alleviate his body’s suffering slightly.

“Body…”

Looking at his skin, it had turned an eerie dark purple, and the color deepened with his vigorous movement, the poison had spread throughout his body.

“Sorry, Danzo… sir… at least… information…”

As he spoke, Aburame Ryuma’s voice gradually became inaudible. He lifted his hands with great difficulty, maintaining a sealing position, exhausting all the Chakra within, his body unmoving against the wall.

He lowered his head, his entire skin dyed dark purple, stopping breathing amid the rain.

In the alley, the rain pounded harder, with a drizzling sound.