I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

After a brief moment of consideration, Ara still chose to politely decline. The idea of ​​eternal friendship or mutual support was too complicated, much like how he asked Yamanaka Inoichi to stay away from him on the eastern border.

Although they need this assistance, they don't want to drag others down with them.

Hearing this answer, Kurama Murakumo's desire for a united front grew even stronger.

Even though the Kurama clan had declined, he was still the clan leader and continued to attend meetings between various clans.

Konoha appears peaceful, but that's only on the surface. There aren't many people like the Senju clan who don't fight or compete. Instead, it's mostly about intrigue and backstabbing for resources and clan development.

But the boy in front of me was truly thinking of himself.

[So, has Chief Wilderness foreseen the plight of the Kurama tribe?]

Kurama Congyun stared into the boy's eyes and asked in return.

This was also the key point he used to persuade his people at the gathering two days ago.

The decline of the Kurama clan is now unstoppable, and even producing a Jonin is a luxury.

Furthermore, Konoha's resources are not unlimited, nor can they be distributed arbitrarily based on the number of people. The most important thing is to earn corresponding rewards by completing missions.

With only a handful of Chunin, how far can the Kurama clan develop?

It should be noted that missions are not always 100% free of casualties, and some ninjas need to be left in the clan territory to guard against unforeseen circumstances.

Therefore, given the premise that Konoha was useless, the newly rising Uchiha Ara gave him hope and a glimpse of the future of the Kurama clan.

At the same time, after several interactions, he felt that the other party was a trustworthy and reliable person.

Of course, the most crucial point in persuading the entire clan was Kurama Yakumo.

The frail physique that even the medical ninjas of Konoha couldn't cure began to improve after he came into contact with that boy, although the pace was still very slow and he couldn't even reach the physical strength of his peers.

But it's like a ray of hope shining in the darkest of times, making people yearn for it.

Rather than fade away in silence, let's give it one last shot!

This is the will of the Kurama clan.

Anma Congyun, sitting cross-legged in his simple house, spoke with unwavering resolve.

【I see. 】

However, I cannot guarantee how far things will ultimately go, nor can I guarantee whether the Kurama clan can return to the stage of history.

The rise and fall of a family is not something that one person can control.

You should understand.

What Huang said is true. Every family that has achieved great glory in the world has been selected by time and has gone through the bloodiest elimination process before it appeared before the public.

It's not something one person can shoulder alone.

For example, nowadays, if people mention the clans in Konoha, the first ones that come to mind will definitely be the Uchiha or Hyuga, rather than the Senju or Sarutobi.

Even the name 'Ino-Shika-Cho' is probably more well-known than 'Senju' or 'Sarutobi'.

To put it another way, even though Ara already had a certain fearsome reputation in the ninja world, when people mentioned the current Uchiha clan, their first reaction was to mockingly laugh and say that it was just a declining clan that was unlikely to amount to anything.

Only when the younger generation of the clan truly grows up, and when the Sharingan once again takes control of many battles and missions, will people realize that the once-powerful Uchiha clan has returned!

The Kurama clan's situation is different from that of the Uchiha clan. They have almost no foundation left, and even their unique bloodline limit has only been awakened by Kurama Yakumo.

Unless she can truly stand at the pinnacle of the ninja world like Hashirama Senju or Madara Uchiha, no one would care about her surname.

【I see.】

I understand all of that.

However, I'm willing to believe in you, and so is Yakumo.

Even after Ara's repeated reminders, Kurama Murakumo did not change his mind.

This was also out of his own selfish motives.

For my daughter's future, out of selfishness!

Uchiha Ara is extremely protective of his own, as evidenced by many things. If his daughter could team up with him, she would naturally receive the most dedicated protection.

Due to the unique physical limitations of the Kurama clan, their powerful mental strength is only suitable for becoming illusionists, illusionists who need the protection of teammates.

His aptitude for taijutsu and ninjutsu is no different from that of an ordinary person, and may even be weaker.

After all, they need to spend a lot of time training their mental strength and practicing illusion magic, which is also an important reason for the decline of the Saddle Horse Clan, as they lack the ability to protect themselves.

【Um. 】

【Then, let's enter into a contract.】

However, my contract is somewhat different.

With Kurama Yakumo's desperate gamble, Ara had no reason to continue refusing. A strange cursed fire appeared in the simple room, just like the one Kurama Yakumo had signed a year ago.

"Yes, Lord Huang."

The girl responded softly and obediently closed the drawing board.

Just as the painting hanging above was concealed, the entire sky suddenly dimmed, the wandering birds were no longer confused, and the surrounding vegetation and grass stems slowly drooped down.

It was as if the sky had been changed.

Illusion reflected in reality

This is the bloodline limit unique to the Kurama clan!

at the same time,

The distant land of rain,

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, casting a dark shadow over the already gloomy night sky. Several ninjas dressed in black and red cloud-patterned cloaks stood in twos and threes in front of the entrance to a dark cave.

"It's really annoying to see those rats scurrying around every day!"

"How long must we keep enduring this?"

"The evil god has already given me instructions to wipe them out!!"

A strange clamor echoed in the rain.

The speaker carried a giant scythe with several blades and wore a necklace with some kind of symbolic meaning around his neck.

"Shut up."

"If you make another sound, I'll kill you."

A reprimanding voice immediately rang out, and it was clear that there was no hint of joking in the person's tone.

"Hey, who killed whom?"

‘Crack! ’

A pale bolt of lightning stretched across the sky, and the falling white light illuminated the face of the shouter, a handsome young man with a slicked-back hairstyle.

At that moment, he licked his lips slightly, his face full of eagerness.

However, just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly volatile, a clear voice suddenly landed between the two.

"Then let's go."

"Payne will guide you."

"Leave no one behind."

The ninjas standing in front of the cave all looked toward the source of the sound, and saw a cool woman with blue and purple hair slowly walking out.

Behind him stood a burly man with purple swirling eyes.

Upon seeing such a being, the eyes of the one standing at the very edge suddenly brightened.

So that's what she was waiting for!

[The Fourth Realm: Hell.]

Chapter 246 Total Destruction

The thick blood gradually thinned under the wash of the rain, and slowly seeped into the narrow crevices as it descended the terrain, disappearing completely.

Hidan lay quietly on the muddy ground, his young and handsome face filled with piety, his slightly parted lips seeming to be silently praying for something.

His focused state even caused him to set aside the terrifying giant scythe that he usually kept close at hand.

"A quirky and boring kind of fun."

After glancing disdainfully at his companion, Kakuzu, walking among the corpses, slowly bent down. What came into his view was a middle-aged man dressed as a traveling merchant.

He still had a faint breath left.

"Please, please let me go, please let me go."

His Adam's apple bobbed, and gushing blood flowed along with his voice.

He must not be an ordinary person, otherwise he would not have been able to maintain his life even with all four limbs nailed to the ground.

"Eh,"

"Kumakuya? Iwagakure? Or Konoha?"

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway."

"Of course I will let you live, but in a different form."

'Pfft. '

As he spoke, Kakuzu's right hand had already pierced through the man's left chest, and he calmly took out a piece of the still-beating bright red 'engine' from it.

[As I remembered correctly, it's wind-attribute.]

Without even looking, he tossed the scarlet, viscous substance behind him. At the same time, thin, hair-like objects suddenly shot out from his wrist, binding the previously thrown object and stuffing it into the chest of a completely black monster.

The intertwined threads sealed the still-pulsating crimson object within them. Then, the black thing that had been limp on the ground slowly rose to its feet as if it had come to life, standing upright with all four limbs touching the ground like a wild beast. It even had a pair of thin little wings, from which delicate air currents surged in all directions.

And after regaining life, the damaged white mask on his face was slowly pieced back together and restored at the same time.

As for Kakuzu himself, he paid no attention to what was happening behind him, but instead continued searching for something among the corpses with his right hand, which was dripping with blood.

He remembered,