I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Chapter 298 This place will become your strongest support, in my name!

Paper flutters and dances, like red leaves in February.

The prayers and pleas of mortals did not stir any ripples in the eyes of the gods.

The dark-skinned giant mercilessly unleashed its fury, crushing everything in the mortal world.

All resistance is futile, a laughable attempt to shake a giant tree by an ant.

A desperate scream,

Painful wails,

Puzzling questions continue to plague this war-torn land!

"No,"

"No!"

Nagato, standing on the outside, constantly denies and resists this future.

He doesn't believe it,

I absolutely will not believe it, and I will absolutely not agree with it!

Where are the spots?

Suddenly he remembered that man.

Where is that man who quietly appeared when the Akatsuki suffered irreversible pain and offered them a hope that they could not refuse?

In the illusion, Nagato saw many familiar figures.

Among them were Amegakure compatriots who had followed him and Konan in resisting Amegakure's rule over the years, and Deidara and Sasori, who wore black and red cloud cloaks.

They are doing everything they can to cope with this sudden disaster.

But what about spots?

Where is Madara Uchiha?

That ninja who was hailed as a legend.

What about that guy who claimed to have seen through all the disasters and human nature and wanted to restore peace to the ninja world?

Why is everyone else fighting, but he's nowhere to be found?!

Isn't that guy trying to achieve true peace?

Nagato growled, questioning.

But no one could give him an answer.

Or perhaps he has already obtained the answer, but is reluctant to prove it himself.

However, there's one thing Nagato sees very clearly.

Until Deidara's art resounded throughout the region, until Sasori's puppets shattered on the ground, until Hidan was crushed into unhealable dust, until Kakuzu's five hearts were all crushed, until Konan, covered in blood, murmured regretful words with a sorrowful expression, until only that giant, seemingly standing since ancient times, remained between heaven and earth.

Nagato did not see Madara Uchiha either.

The scene abruptly ends here.

The man, who called himself a god but exuded an aura of decay and death, collapsed onto the signal transmitter like a walking corpse in an instant.

He seemed to have seen something clearly, to have come to understand something.

However, it is impossible to face it directly.

Because once that conviction is made, it would represent the collapse of one's faith, the collapse of everything that one and Xiao Nan have pursued, persisted in, and done over the decades.

The boy looking at him was also in very poor condition.

Although he still stood upright in the dim cave, his eyes were tightly closed, with bulging veins at the corners of his eyes, and bright red blood gushing from his eye sockets.

It is bound to suffer tremendous backlash and pain.

I do not know how long it has been,

Time has no concept here.

The only thing I could perceive was the gradual disappearance of the hazy daylight outside my eyelids, the increasingly chilly air around me, the seemingly gentle rays of light that caused the temperature to plummet, only to quickly rise again—not just the temperature, but even the light falling on me became warmer, and a crackling sound echoed in my ears…

Do you think I would believe these things?

Time seemed to have come to an end. A hoarse voice broke the silence in the cave. The light that fell on my eyes was faint and shallow, but it gave me a strange sense of comfort.

Like the first ray of light after leaving the darkness.

Gentle and peaceful.

Huang slowly opened his eyes, but instead of answering the other person's question, he first began to examine his own body.

The cost of using [Bishamonten] is enormous, far exceeding that of Susanoo.

Because this is not just a superficial cost like consuming chakra energy, but also a potential loss of bodily functions and even, more likely, vitality!

Nearly five years have passed since he first used this ability, and in that short time, his power has undergone tremendous changes.

Even so, even though he also borrowed the power of Hyakume's eyes, the demonic power of Zashiki-warashi, and the amplification from the Thirty-Three Demons' Night Parade.

But I still felt a sense of powerlessness.

【prophecy,】

【future.】

Is this truly a power to predict the future?

Huang didn't know.

But one thing is certain: if the other side insists on tearing down all pretenses and going to war, then he will definitely do so.

unless,

The other party has the ability to change the future and erase their existence beforehand!

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

The boy looked again at the withered man in his field of vision. In a sense, they could both represent the peak combat power of an era!

silence.

Nagato fell silent again.

Although the boy in sight had regained his former black eyes, and even though the eerie mist behind him had dissipated, and even though this guy now looked like an innocent boy next door.

However, he still didn't dare to gamble.

After a night of reflection and contemplation, he realized he couldn't bring himself to recklessly destroy the boy before him.

The fragment of information revealed by that illusion made it uncertain.

Just who exactly is this guy who calls himself Uchiha Madara?

What is his true attitude towards the Akatsuki organization and the Eye of the Moon Project?

Why wasn't he in that battle? Why were bounty hunters like Kakuzu and devotees like Hidan able to fight to the very end, but the one who once stood proudly at the pinnacle of the ninja world never appeared? Even Zetsu was absent!

Did those two guys fail to return, or did they flee to avoid battle?

Yu Zhi had too many questions in her heart.

Is the illusion real or fake?

Nagato isn't stupid; of course he has suspicions. How could he not?

But the moment the Gedo Mazo appeared, his doubts began to gradually diminish. Then, when Sasori's Hiruko was broken, revealing the young face hidden within, and when Hidan's abilities and Kakuzu's secrets were exposed, he could no longer doubt whether this was an illusion or the future.

Most importantly, he remembered the past.

The mysterious masked man didn't contact them after the Akatsuki organization suffered a major upheaval; rather, he inexplicably approached them from the very beginning, while Yahiko was still alive.

In the name of Uchiha Madara.

At the same time, Nagato recalled Yahiko's words and his assessment of this unfamiliar visitor:

[How dare you call yourself Uchiha Madara? Are you a heinous criminal or an idiot?]

"Are you trying to use us? Your words sound far too good to be true."

Was I really being played?

Nagato's identity is uncertain.

But I couldn't help wanting to consider the veracity of this matter.

"What did you promise Xiaonan?"

After a brief silence, the man on the signal transmitter resumed the conversation.

Such inquiries also prove one thing: there will no longer be any reckless, all-out fighting between the two sides.

At least until he personally confirmed Madara Uchiha's true intentions.

However, he ultimately failed to find the answer to this question.

More accurately, it had already received it long before.

This question will be answered by Xiao Nan.

"It's impossible for me to give up my revenge against Hanzo the Salamander and against Konoha."

So he changed his story.

He tried to pry open the silent boy in front of him in other ways.

Of course, he was also concerned that he hadn't touched the other party's real sore spot, just as the other party hadn't used Xiao Nan's matter to threaten him.

Instead, it uses the two lives this guy is demanding to instill fear in him on a large scale.

However, this approach still failed.

"what ever."

Huang knew he had achieved his goal.

This caused Nagato to begin to question Obito Uchiha.