I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

【this,】

【This is? 】

【The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!!】

In an instant, Nagato's eyes were filled with panic and fear, because he had not summoned such a thing, and such a thing should not have appeared a second time, or be known to anyone outside the Akatsuki's upper echelons!

but,

It was right there in front of me!

Nagato knew perfectly well that this was an illusion.

It is a genjutsu created by Uchiha Ara's Mangekyou Sharingan.

When he met the other's eerie eyes, he firmly believed in this fact, and with the Rinnegan, he was not afraid of illusions.

but,

Is this really just an illusion created by the other party?

What is the point of demonstrating such an illusion?

Time began to accelerate, and lightning, battle blades, bone spikes, water escape techniques—a multitude of forces began to attack the monster that had crawled out of the mountain.

However, the two sides seemed to be enemies existing in two different dimensions, and such an offensive had no effect whatsoever.

Instead, they fell one by one under the monster's unleashed death rays and power.

During this time, a black giant desperately tried to stop the tragedy from happening, but although he was very powerful, beyond the reach of ordinary people, he was still no match for him and could not reverse the situation.

Upon seeing this, Nagato began to have a strange guess and a sudden realization.

Could it be that...?

Could it be?

Is this the future?

This battle lasted a long time.

Not only were the few skilled ninjas and the black giant trying to subdue and reduce the terrifying monster, but a group of warriors dressed in simple armor also rushed in from afar.

They carried swords and crossbows, and there were even ordinary farmers among them carrying farm tools.

These humans, as weak as ants, roared and howled as they launched a suicidal attack on the monster that had suddenly appeared, because the distant town had already been reduced to ruins.

Under the indiscriminate attack of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!!

A look of resistance began to appear in Nagato's eyes, and he raised his hands as if to resist.

What needs to be sanctioned are those despicable major powers, and those five ninja villages that disregard the well-being of residents in other neighboring countries and wage war solely for their own interests!

Not these ordinary small countries, not these ordinary residents.

He roared and gave orders, trying to stop it all.

But it was no use.

This is a fantasy!

Those who slay dragons often become dragons themselves.

After an unknown amount of time, Nagato lowered her withered arms, her gaze becoming somewhat blank.

"no,"

"Will not,"

"It shouldn't be like that,"

"Things shouldn't have turned out this way!"

He growled, questioned, and denied.

The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path is under my control; it is controlled by the Rinnegan. I would never do such a thing!

"Really?"

However, just as it was trying to calm itself down, a very simple question came to its ear.

This sound,

The owner of that voice is...

Nagato looked in the direction of the sound and, sure enough, it was that guy, Uchiha Ara!

His position was clearly very close to mine, yet it felt like we were worlds apart.

And one thing is consistent,

They watched over this illusion as if they were gods.

What kind of ability is this?

Would I be willing to pay a price to hunt down such a being?

Even if it affects a remote, small country like the Land of Snow?

"Don't you?"

[Really?]

Anyway,

In any case, everything will be restored according to the Eye of the Moon's plan.

These are all necessary sacrifices.

In view of,

The illusory space suddenly fell silent.

Because of the monsters' rampage, there are almost no living creatures left in the surrounding area.

The world was in ruins, everything was dead and silent, and the tangible smell of gunpowder and blood filled the air.

"what!!"

On this desolate ruin, a boy screamed in anguish, while a girl with long, crimson hair lay quietly in his arms.

The girl must be in a lot of pain.

Because her abdomen was pierced by a jagged wooden splinter, blood gushed out like a leaky faucet. But there was no sign of pain on her face; instead, there was even a faint, forced smile.

The girl was murmuring something.

Whether it was due to the distance or some other reason, Nagato did not hear what she was saying.

only know,

In the very end, the girl breathed her last with that faint, fragile smile.

However, before it could feel even a slight disturbance within itself, a feeling of panic descended upon this space. Even the demonic statue seemed to sense some terrifying natural enemy and roared defiantly!

Such power, such a tangible, heart-pounding feeling.

For a fleeting moment, Nagato had the illusion that the illusion had been projected into the real world!

However, her current state of mind prevented her from judging the authenticity of such feelings, and she instead focused her gaze intently on the boy who was surviving alone in the field.

He gently placed the girl in his arms on the cold ground. Crimson blood flowed from his raised eyes, and the three tomoe symbolizing the Sharingan changed, gradually transforming into a kaleidoscope shaped like a windmill. But the windmill did not stop there; it continued to rotate, with double images appearing during the process, before solidifying in the next moment.

Two of those three-bladed 'windmills' materialized in that guy's possession!

At this moment, the depleted chakra surged up like a tide, and the scattered Susanoo re-condensed and solidified.

Moreover, it was no longer pitch black, but a chilling crimson color slowly wrapped around it, and a pair of enormous divine wings were carried on the back of this giant!

The real fog of illusion reappears behind it.

It felt like an eternity in a single glance.

The demonic statue of the heretic, which had been displaying its frenzied protests, suddenly roared in agony as its massive body was somehow cleaved in two!

The cut is smooth and flat.

This monster, which could easily destroy a nation, was no match for even a single blow from that young man!

However, after destroying the monster, it did not stop. Instead, after glancing at the ground, it suddenly took to the air.

The ocean, the forest, the canyon—everything was left far behind the giant until the view slowed and became clear.

That is,

[That is! ]

Nagato's body trembled uncontrollably.

Familiar terrain, familiar rain curtain—that's the Land of Rain!!

Giants have arrived.

It descended like a god who commands slaughter.

Such unusual activity quickly attracted the attention of the powerful figures in this region, and Nagato also spotted the beautiful woman with paper wings on her back at a glance.

She stood at the very front of the group, intending to negotiate.

but,

The deity, however, showed no sign of responding, instead chanting terrifying Sanskrit verses as if in prayer.

This time,

Nagato heard clearly.

He was saying:

Feel the pain, contemplate the pain.

"Accept the pain, understand the pain."

"Those who do not understand pain cannot face everything I cherish!"

"From this moment on, I will make you feel my pain!!"