I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Miyajo En's previously calm face suddenly changed; his composure was shattered, and madness surged forth.

A burning gaze quickly rose in his eyes!

Even just one-tenth of that is several times, no, more than ten times, his net worth!!

"Why are you still standing there?"

"Hurry up and take some people to help!"

"If even one fat sheep escapes, you're all doomed!"

He spoke sharply to the 'cards' beside him.

.......

'tread.'

'tread!'

The soft sound of footsteps echoed through the arena.

"No."

"No, don't come here!"

"You devil!!"

A panicked, trembling voice suddenly rang out.

Fear spread across the man's face.

Even though he was holding a battle blade, and even though the person in front of him was just an eleven-year-old boy.

but.

but!

There were no companions left by his side!

Behind that demon lay only defeated warriors!

Huang ignored the shouts.

I've even gotten somewhat used to these kinds of words and phrases.

From the moment they broke through the halfway point, words like 'demon,' 'monster,' and 'Asura' began to circulate.

but.

Huang Zhen really doesn't understand the point of shouting such words.

To evoke a sense of shared hatred towards the enemy, or to allow oneself to be moved in the slightest or reveal a weakness.

I have to say, these guys are really a lucky bunch.

At least, they won't have to witness the cruelty of war.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Thick, fresh blood dripped from the tip of the blade.

Among a hundred people, there will inevitably be some lunatics who are uncontrollable and weak. What use are they if they are left behind?

If it's ruined, it's ruined; if it's dead, it's dead.

However, this time Huang knew:

It's the [Evil] title quest again, causing trouble.

The resentment in that area was densely packed, like ants arranged beneath it.

"Are you ready?"

The blade tip was slightly raised.

The last person in the cold, gleaming field of vision.

All the power and influence were exerted upon them.

"I, I give up."

The man, whose face was filled with fear, suddenly knelt down.

It was no longer the initial forced submission due to the constraints of releasing [spiritual pressure], but a genuine surrender.

'Invincible.'

These three words resonated once again in the hearts of these people.

As the last person fell, the entire stands became like a vacuum, not a sound could be heard, and everyone stared blankly at the young man standing alone in the arena.

"Uchiha Ara, he won?"

"I... won the bet?"

After an unknown period of silence, a faint sound was heard.

Such a sound instantly attracted countless gazes, all of which were filled with fear.

because.

In this battle, too many people staked their entire fortunes.

Their rationality had long been shattered by the overwhelming disparity in power and the inevitable outcome of the battle; they all wanted to see the old fox who controlled the wedge real estate make a fool of himself.

They even wanted to completely divide and devour his property and power.

But now it seems.

The loser was himself!

The clown who was being fooled was actually himself!!

escape!

escape! !

escape! ! !

There were no other thoughts.

At this moment, only this one word remained in everyone's mind!

As for resistance?

With that invincible Uchiha clan around, how could they possibly resist?

"what!!"

Just as this thought arose, a shrill scream rang out from the entrance.

There, a man dressed in fine clothes was seen rolling helplessly on the ground, clutching his severed arm.

Some people are already trying to escape.

They want to escape this debt!

"boom!"

Before anyone could even process what was happening, a deafening roar filled their ears, and the entire ground trembled.

The building collapsed and boulders fell.

A pair of scarlet beast eyes, like lanterns, hung in the deserted gap.

The grotesque beast's body, stretching hundreds of feet, seemed endless in the darkness, its thousand legs, as strong as steel bars, constantly waving in the air.

"Cough cough."

"My master Huang has ordered that you may not leave until the debt is settled."

A crisp sound rang out from above.

One has to concentrate to see clearly that there is a tiny creature standing proudly on the head of the giant centipede.

Moreover, a giant wolf spider, as black as ink and with hairs as sharp as swords, also clung to the wall of the arena, its eight black beast eyes darting around as if scrutinizing the prey in the arena.

Hiss.

A strange, pungent smell of blood permeated the air.

The air around us seemed to have dropped a degree.

The same scarlet eyes hung in the air above the arena. Unlike the giant centipede, the eerie beastly eyes were accompanied by a snake's forked tongue that kept flicking in and out of the air.

As for the magnificent arena, it had long been completely sealed off by the giant serpent's body.

A fishing torch, its body wrapped in bandages, stands atop the snake's head.

Summoning beasts are invincible even for ordinary ninjas, let alone ordinary humans.

"Guard Li!"

"Murabo!"

"......"

The terrified wealthy merchants and powerful figures cried out for their protectors and 'hand cards'.

Its panicked eyes searched around frantically, desperately seeking protection.

Seeking a sense of security.

'Squeak.'

However, in response, there was a chaotic, noisy electrical sound.

Suddenly, the boy standing alone in the center of the field had taken the microphone from the stunned Hirasawa Hisami's hand.

"According to the rules of this arena."

"The loser is dominated by the winner, therefore..."

"From now on, you are all my subordinates."

“Rebels........”

As they spoke, a swift root suddenly pierced the ground, easily penetrating the chest of a young 'hand card'. Blood gushed out, and the kunai he was clutching in his hand fell to the ground, still half-covered with explosive tags.