I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

But at this very moment,

An unusually jarring sound quietly reached his ears.

"escape?"

"commend?"

"So, your paranoia has reached an incurable stage?"

That familiar voice

This is such an audible sensation!

Deidara, who was engrossed in art, instantly snapped out of his reverie.

At the same time, a suffocating feeling, making it difficult to breathe, was instantly applied to his senses.

Suddenly opened his eyes,

Before he knew it, that bastard had suddenly moved in front of him, his right hand, like a vise, was tightly gripping his throat!

Looking at that calm face so close, and those chilling crimson eyes,

A sense of panic welled up in Deidara's heart.

【How can it be? 】

Why isn't he afraid at all?

How could he have approached so silently?

He had too many questions and misunderstandings.

However, the first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to suddenly contract his left pupil.

Illusion.

That evil Sharingan possesses a bewitching power!

But nothing changed!

The vision remained the same, the suffocating feeling remained the same, and the impending death remained the same!

All of this proves that I am not deeply trapped in that person's illusion.

At the same time, the lingering glint in the corner of his eye also confirms that no one has escaped the demon's hiding place!

but,

but!

Even so,

His art will absolutely not be reduced to the point of being ignored, as this bastard claims!

"It's useless,"

"Even if I die, you cannot stop this, this art that is already on the verge of collapse!!"

With his throat tightly gripped, Deidara vented his destructive will in broken words.

Moreover, the panic that had stirred within him was now covered by this will.

His eyes were smiling, and his lips were curved in a smile.

Every part of the body that could express emotion was mocking the guy in front of him!

Being able to watch this bastard die up close is quite an artistic achievement!

I just don't know.

[Until the very last moment, will you still be able to maintain this composure?]

Let me just watch, okay?!

Upon hearing this, Ara glanced at the location of Deidara's heart.

Now, it has evolved into a bizarre mark resembling a bomb-like smiley face. The two empty white dots are its eerie eyes, and the W-shaped mouth is its smile. The black wires extending from all parts of its body are all connected to this bomb-like smiley face.

This is the central hub where energy converges.

It really has nothing to do with whether Deidara is dead or not.

Before heading to Sunwheel City

Perhaps the only solution is to use the Mangekyou Sharingan to forcibly change the other party's will.

But now...

He has a hundred ways to make this playfulness disappear without a trace!

"I'm serious, too,"

"No one will remember,"

"And no one will praise it."

Huang responded calmly, his expression unchanged.

"You...you want to erase the memories of the witnesses?"

"No, there are no surviving witnesses here."

"But even without it, my art will leave an indelible mark on this land."

Under the former's intimidation, Deidara's pupils suddenly contracted, but he quickly regained his composure and spoke with certainty.

But Huang remained unmoved by such rebuttals.

Instead, he raised his left hand and slashed open a dark spatial rift in the void, then calmly stuffed Deidara into the pitch-black unknown storage space as if he were putting away a toy.

“I’m serious,”

"No one will remember you,"

"Your art will also leave no trace,"

"Your destiny is to become a spark that blooms in this dark space, nothing more."

Nothing can be left behind, nothing will be remembered.

"Then, goodbye."

【Entangled by Ghosts: Life is Like a Dream】

Chapter 659 Shh, Silence, the Princess with the White Eyes.

When did Deidara's mental state start to go a little off?

Is it the art of witnessing someone casually part the sky in front of you?

No.

Is it because he cares about the leader of the hidden demons who trusts and follows him with utmost sincerity?

wrong.

Was it another instance where I couldn't help but praise someone else's ninjutsu as art?

Nor is it.

When he noticed that the guy he was fighting against came from the same clan as that bastard Uchiha Itachi, his mind started to feel a little off!

Those eyes,

Those identical eyes!

It is something they are trying to bury by any means necessary!

Therefore, when he discovered that his ninjutsu was countered, he did not choose to flee.

Instead, they want to use various means to personally wash away the shame etched in their past!

Even when faced with a dead end and having exhausted all means, it still attempted to use the ultimate art of self-destruction to drag the owner of that evil eye down to hell with it!

but now,

But now!!

An uncontrollable, lingering fear appeared in Deidara's eyes!

don't want,

No!

Even if it means completely and unreservedly exposing the chaos, fear, and cowardice within to the enemy one most desires to avenge.

He was unwilling and reluctant to release his final art in some unfamiliar darkness where no one cared, no one knew, and no one witnessed it!

Nothing can be left behind.

Nothing will be remembered.

At that moment, that person's voice once again resounded in his ears and penetrated his soul.

Deidara knew that this wasn't Uchiha Ara using the same words to mock or ridicule him.

Rather, it was the fear surging from the depths of his own heart that compelled him to endlessly cycle and amplify the consequences that his opponent had stated!

Especially when that minimalist "goodbye" reaches your ears;

Especially when one is freed after having their throat constricted;

Especially at this moment, as his body gradually slipped out of his control, the ray of light in his vision grew narrower and narrower, and he himself was about to sink into the boundless, deserted, and lightless darkness!

Dida pulled it.

It moved involuntarily!

Like a drowning person, they frantically and desperately grasped at the 'lifeline' that was being casually pulled away.

【don't want! 】

I don't want to!!

He opened his mouth and vented his inner fear without any restraint. Under this will, the terrifying and eerie black threads on his body gradually dimmed, and his whole being was transforming into the normal state before the forbidden technique was released.