I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

The most fundamental reason is that the army, having traveled efficiently overnight, is certainly not at its peak.

Moreover, the situation at the front is still unclear, and rashly advancing would only plunge the entire army into utter ruin.

Even though the Konoha ninjas behind him were shouting that they weren't tired and could still fight, and that their comrades were waiting for their reinforcements, Nara Shikaku, as the commander-in-chief, still managed to suppress this crazy idea.

He needs to consider the needs of more people and the overall situation!

However, they also made a compromise: an elite squad of ten men left the camp with the mission of reconnaissance and to bring back any surviving and fleeing comrades they might find.

Although both possibilities are small.

After all, the ninjas of Konoha would never abandon the territory they defended and choose to escape alone!

The Nine-Tails' rampage in the past is the best proof!

When it came time to select scouts, Ara naturally raised his hand, but Nara Shikaku decisively rejected him because he was the key to this battle and had other roles to play.

For example, to attract the enemy's attention.

If we go there now, what's the difference between that and being robbed of lamb by tigers?

but.

He's a scoundrel!

'Bah! '

With a sharp eagle cry, the giant eagle carried him up sharply and sped toward the eastern border.

I raised my hand just now only to inform them.

He was well aware that doing so was being willful.

But this battle was ultimately started by himself; if there were still Konoha ninjas surviving in the border region at this moment...

Then I won't go.

I'm restless!

........

The thick fog carried a strong stench of blood. Fewer than ten Konoha ninja remained, standing back to back, their circle shrinking.

Outside the circle lay enemy corpses that outnumbered them many times over!

can.

ended.

As the mist descends, the regular ninjas of Kirigakure arrive!

'what! '

With a scream of agony, Mitarashi Anko's right arm was ripped open, leaving a bloody gash. Several spirit pythons were also cut down to the side, the work of those cunning 'jackals'!

Another blade fell, its surging, cold light radiating a primal, bloodthirsty rage.

But that's it.

At that very moment, a gust of wind suddenly fell from the void.

"who?"

A cry of alarm rang out from the mist.

However, no one answered. What could be seen was a resolute figure suddenly plummeting from the back of a giant eagle with wings that could blot out the sun, the sharp blade in his hand already unsheathed.

"Kill him!"

Having received no reply, the Mist Village squad leader gave a concise order.

Because of the backlighting, they couldn't see the approaching people very clearly.

After shielding Anko from a blade with his body, Sarutobi Asuma barely managed to raise his head; he truly had no strength left to block with his weapon.

just.

That figure is!

【Water Breathing - Pick-up Form: The Flow of Life!】

The surging water flowed around the blade, crushing and shattering all the ninja tools that attacked it, leaving nothing but dust on the ground.

Do not!

Not just after landing.

It started from mid-air, from passing over the surrounding giant trees!

The gushing blood surged along with the protective stream of water, and the moment it hit the ground, the azure water was already stained red!

But this was not the end. Wherever the black-patterned sword reached, the Mist Ninjas standing in rows seemed to be frozen in place, forgetting to move and forgetting to resist.

No.

wrong!

It's not forgetting!

Rather, they couldn't even catch a glimpse of that person.

‘Dong-dong-dong. ’

here.

A dull thud was heard.

They are the Hidden Mist Ninja who are entrenched on the giant trees!

But at this moment, they were all lifeless!

It wasn't just these guys; the ninjas who surrounded and hunted down the remaining members of Konoha, whether they were from the Kaguya clan or the Hidden Mist ninjas, all fell down like straw.

At this moment, the boy who had come against the light and stood in front of the Konoha people raised his head slightly, his gaze turning sinister as he looked at the mist in front of him, which resembled a giant beast.

A soft murmur arose here:

"who am I?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you looking for me?"

A crimson hue slowly rose in the boy's pupils, and three jet-black tomoe gradually solidified.

"The Uchiha clan."

"Uchiha Ara".

"Come on!"

At the same time, a bun-shaped mark quietly appeared on the back of his right hand, which was gripping the knife handle tightly, and looked very strange under the stain of blood!

Of course, in such an environment, no one pays attention to these details.

but.

The wilderness has a sense of feeling.

power.

My own power is rising, it's shouting!

This mark is a gift from the demon/ghost, granting it the ability to devour!

it.

I want more!!

Chapter 188 Come and get it, you trash!

Uchiha Arakawa!

When this name, which resounded along the eastern border, and those symbolically rich crimson eyes appeared before the thick fog, the entire space seemed to be plunged into an unspeakable situation.

'This guy.......'

'It's really here!!'

Sarutobi Asuma's pupils trembled, his hesitant gaze fixed on the proud young man standing before him, a complex mix of emotions welling up within him.

It should be noted that just half a month ago, they had fought a fierce battle, and their own clansmen had inflicted indelible damage on the Uchiha.

But now.

In this seemingly hopeless and certain death situation, their opponent appeared as if by divine intervention, standing alone in front of them, facing the endless elites of the Mist Village!

From the moment the war broke out on the eastern border, Sarutobi Asuma believed that the guy would not sit idly by in the face of such a change, and he was always certain that he would come with the Konoha army.

I never imagined that Uchiha Ara would descend upon us in such a way!!

Such a crazy and impactful scene was something that even Asuma, with his experience far exceeding that of an ordinary ninja, could not easily quell the restlessness rising in his heart.

If he were the Hokage of Konoha, he would be my father.

Perhaps, they can accept it with some peace of mind.

can.

He is Ara of the Uchiha clan!

"Uchiha, Ara?"

Whispers arose from the thinning mist, and countless figures appeared within it. At that moment, a dense array of gazes pierced the distance between them, landing on the newcomers.

And when these elite members of the Hidden Mist, hidden in the mist, confirmed that the boy who appeared in their field of vision was indeed the same person they remembered as the target that the Fourth Mizukage was seeking, the Hidden Mist suddenly became even more turbulent.

Amidst this, countless sharp whistling sounds arose—the result of a dense barrage of thrown ninja tools capable of covering an entire corner!

They are different from the Kaguya clan, who only know how to fight in close combat and enjoy the thrill of battle.

A qualified ninja should strive to eliminate the enemy in the simplest and fastest way possible!

Moreover, the Mizukage never emphasized whether the prey was alive or dead.

Of course, it wasn't just the Hidden Mist ninjas who were restless.