I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

"Raiya, someone wants to come over. Location: 30 degrees east of north, distance: half a nautical mile."

A soft murmur arose from beneath the wide cloak.

"I understand, Ranmaru."

"Then let's hold a unique funeral at sea together!"

As he spoke, the strange creature that had been sitting cross-legged on the jagged rocks slowly stood up, and the ninja sword embedded in the rocks was pulled out with a crisp scraping sound.

During this time, brilliant flashes of lightning began to appear.

"Ah, I still remember that it was a starless night when your ships wanted to take advantage of the darkness to land in this country."

"Unfortunately, even the darkness that obscures my vision cannot deceive my eyes."

"So, go to hell in peace."

"I will pray for you."

As the man muttered to himself, a tear mysteriously slid down his cheek, and at the same time, the raised ninja sword emitted a piercing roar, while the dark sky began to be filled with brilliant blue lightning!

"Lightning Release: Lightning Burial!"

‘Crack! ’

As soon as the words were spoken, the lightning, which had ignited the darkness of the night, suddenly struck down towards the designated coordinates.

That surging power, like a dragon or a snake, instantly engulfed that area.

Countless azure electric snakes roamed freely on the sea surface.

Whether it was my imagination or not, I heard desperate screams coming from a distant place, but they did not elicit any response.

It was only after a long time that peace returned to the four fields.

Suddenly, the expression on the face of the man who was holding up the special double swords also became somewhat listless.

"It's boring."

As they murmured to themselves, the pair of ninja swords with their menacing, reversed blades sank back into the reef.

He sat down on the rock face again, and the surrounding area immediately fell into complete silence.

"Raiga".

I don't know how much time passed; the night by the sea seemed endless, and there was no reference point to tell the time.

That soft voice quietly rang out from there.

"hold head high?"

The man who was called responded with little interest.

"Sister Chino said that this place will become our home."

"Does she mean that we can live here openly and honestly from now on, without having to worry about being hunted down by the ninjas of Kirigakure?"

Upon hearing this, Raiga Kurozumi's expression froze slightly.

However, he still responded in accordance with the other party's words:

"Who knows?"

"After all, this place appears to be unclaimed on the surface, but it is located in the middle of the three great powers of Thunder, Fire, and Water. How could those old guys just stand by and watch another emerging force appear?"

"At that time, I'm afraid..."

Although he had been away from Kirigakure for a long time, he was still a ruthless person who had once belonged to the Anbu, and he knew all too well what kind of faces those in high positions were.

This once lawless and lucrative area now has an owner, which is tantamount to exploiting their interests!

It's not impossible for the three parties to work together to thoroughly clean up this place again.

Moreover, even though Kirigakure is now half-crippled, and Kumogakure and Konoha have both suffered some setbacks in recent years, one should never underestimate the strength and resilience of a power that has flourished since the Warring States period.

Although Raiga Kurosuki didn't finish his sentence, Ranmaru naturally understood the meaning behind it.

However, she slowly emerged from under the large cloak and sat down next to the man.

"Hey, do you want me to throw you a funeral too?!"

"Although the pills given to you by that lord have improved your health to some extent, this is still the sea, where the wind is strong and the weather is cold."

A shout laced with anger immediately came from Kurozumi Raiga's mouth, but anyone could hear the deep concern and worry hidden in it.

"I,"

"cough."

"I'm fine, Raiga."

"Cough cough."

"But I kind of long for it, the 'home' that Chino-nee mentioned."

The little guy responded softly, gazing into the distance where the water and sky met.

"So,"

"Let's do it!"

Kurozuki Raiga suddenly growled.

"Kill every single bastard who tries to destroy our 'home'!"

If this is your wish.

“Eh,”

"Raiga".

Ranmaru responded softly.

I don't want you to carry me anymore, wandering aimlessly.

Chapter 331 Long Sword - Stitching!

'Roll, roll.'

The dull groan of the axle traveled peacefully through the rugged mountain road in the hazy darkness.

Looking back along the path left on the ground, these traveling merchants probably came from a country not far away where wisps of hot spring mist drifted.

The caravan was small, consisting of six or seven people, young and old, all dressed as ordinary residents.

There was no carriage.

There were only two minimalist two-wheeled carts, one piled with huge wine barrels, and the other covered with a tarpaulin.

While moving along, in addition to the two strong young men pulling the cart in front, there were companions on both sides holding the edges of the cart and pushing it together.

Such a small caravan—well, perhaps it can no longer be described as a caravan—was more like a means of livelihood for a large family.

"Slow down, slow down, Xiao Mo, run slower."

"The night is dark, unlike the daytime."

The little one, dressed in a floral dress, skipped and hopped freely along the deserted trade route.

An elderly woman with a wrinkled face called out from behind.

"I know, I know!"

"Don't worry, I'm going to become..."

"ah!"

The little girl, who was twirling and bouncing around, suddenly seemed to bump into something, and her scream immediately cut short her dream.

Just as her small body was tilting backward due to the force, a cool hand steadily caught her.

"Is everything okay?"

The simplest question then reached the little guy's ears.

"No, it's okay."

The little guy looked at the strange man in front of him and answered in a low voice.

Why do I say it's strange?

Because, in the darkness of the night, he (or she) was wearing a white mask that covered his (or her) face, and the other person's hands were even colder than his (or hers)!

If the other person hadn't been wearing navy blue instead of plain white, I would have been terrified.

"Sorry, sorry."

"It's all because our little Mo is naughty and offended the adults. Please calm down and forgive us for not disciplining her properly."

Seeing this, a middle-aged man in the caravan quickly stepped forward, pulled the little girl back, and apologized hastily.

They were just ordinary families, so they usually put themselves in a low position when things happened, especially since the Land of Hot Springs was not very stable recently.

Such caution is all the more necessary.

"Hurry up and apologize to them."

Of course, he also urged the girl he had pulled back to his side to apologize for his previous offense.

After all, the pure white mask worn on the other person's face, on a certain level, subtly represented that they were not to be trifled with.

Even though he looks very young, his physique cannot be described as robust or muscular.

"Yes, sorry."

Hearing this,

The girl called Xiao Mo immediately lowered her head and whispered apologies, her previous lively demeanor completely vanishing.

Although she is young, she is clearly more sensible than many children her age.

"fine."

A cool, indifferent response came from beneath the mask.

Such a trivial matter was not taken to heart.