Litter Bug lounged deep within the stolen military base, shamelessly sprawled across a command console like he owned the place. Then a sudden crimson flash blinked across the main monitor. A single red dot.
Its energy signature spiked so violently the high-tech scanner shorted out trying to calculate it.
Even Litter Bug flinched.
"What…? Who's the idiot bold enough to walk into my territory? Trying to die early?"
He slammed one clawed hand onto the console. Sparks detonated as the machine—worth tens of billions in government funding—shattered beneath his palm.
"No matter who you are, you're dead. Dispatch Team One. Bring me this intruder's head. Now."
"Yes, sir! Executing the order!"
A full unit of red-eyed guard robots activated in perfect sync, then sprinted toward the intruder's direction.
But Ryuuto was already there.
Lightning Style. Raikiri.
With his speed cranked into overdrive, Ryuuto burst forward like a streak of red lightning. Thunder roared in his palm as the condensed spear of electricity sharpened into a lethal blade.
The first wave of robots barely stepped out of the hangar before Ryuuto carved straight through them, Raikiri shredding metal as if slicing wet paper.
One strike. One explosion. One scrap heap.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The noise thundered through the entire base.
Litter Bug froze mid-snarl. "What was that?"
His claws gouged trenches into the steel table.
"Damn it. Looks like I'll have to handle this myself."
Chitinous armor rippled across his skin, forming an insectoid skeletal exosuit. His bulky frame twitched with predatory hunger.
But before he could take a single step…
A bolt of lightning ripped down the hallway, decapitating the robots stationed near him. Their bodies erupted into molten debris, filling the air with a nauseating chemical stink.
Ryuuto stepped through the smoke.
Litter Bug recoiled. "You… who are you supposed to be? You've got guts walking in here!"
Even as he shouted, he sent a silent signal. High-intelligence guard robots converged from every direction, quietly forming a kill formation behind Ryuuto.
Ryuuto didn't care.
"Cut the chatter. I'm here for one thing: your head."
He crooked a finger at him. "Serve it up nicely and this'll end fast."
"Young brat… you don't know your place."
Rage flickered, then twisted into an eerie smile. Litter Bug's enormous frame lurched forward.
"You've got skills, I'll admit. So let me enlighten you myself."
"That won't happen," Ryuuto muttered with a lazy yawn.
"Dead men don't get to lecture me."
Litter Bug's eyes flashed. "If you're begging for death, I'll gladly deliver it!"
He launched forward, claws slicing downward with lethal force.
Ryuuto didn't dodge. He didn't even blink.
"What a hideous creature," he snorted. "Existing is a waste of oxygen."
Litter Bug gritted his fangs, pouring every ounce of his warped strength into his strike. He visualized tearing Ryuuto's skull apart.
Then—
"Huh? What—sand!?"
A burst of gritty dust erupted from nowhere, blasting straight into Litter Bug's compound eyes.
"GAH—!"
He stumbled blindly, claws flailing at empty air.
Ryuuto cracked his knuckles.
"Relax. The real show's just starting."
Wind Style. Air Bullet.
Massive chakra compressed in an instant, detonating outward as a violent shockwave. It slammed into Litter Bug like a cannon, launching the mutant across the chamber and embedding him into the wall, forming a crater around his body.
Ryuuto didn't need confirmation. He knew the momentum of the fight was his.
Covered in dust, Litter Bug clawed his way upright, fury twisting his face.
"Useless trash! ALL OF YOU!" he roared at his robotic forces. "Execute Order 817! Massacre mode! Tear this brat to pieces!"
Every robot in the base activated at once. Their eyes glowed blood-red as weapon ports opened across their arms and torsos.
Missiles locked onto Ryuuto.
"Fire!"
"Fwoosh—!!"
Dozens roared outward, blanketing the hallway with explosive heat. The entire base trembled as walls bent and melted from the shockwave.
Ryuuto cracked his neck.
"You're trying to kill me with this budget scrap metal? Cute. You half-roach, half-failure mutant really are nature's glitch."
Eight Trigrams Palm. Revolving Heaven.
His Byakugan snapped open. Chakra spiraled around him in a perfect sphere. Missiles struck the barrier and ricocheted like toys, detonating mid-air in a cascade of fire that engulfed the robot army in a single instant.
One wave. One technique.
Total annihilation.
Litter Bug stared, trembling.
"This… this kid… what kind of monster is he?!"