I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Aside from the eerie atmosphere and the Ksitigarbha statue, which has changed color due to years of being splashed with some unknown pigment, this place is clearly a treasure mountain where a high-ranking monk lives in seclusion!

Ok,

Of course, the hidden aspects concealed beneath all appearances are naturally difficult for ordinary people to discern.

but,

Tonight, he welcomed no ordinary guest.

"Bloody, brutal, cunning, deceitful."

"The air here is very uncomfortable."

The Guhuoniao squinted her eyes and muttered to herself in a suppressed voice. Her usually gentle voice had become extremely cold at this moment, and her whole person seemed to be a sharp blade about to be drawn.

"However, I will protect you and them."

This was said to Huang.

But after barely uttering the word "you," she abruptly changed her words.

powerful,

In just three years, the human boy before me has become increasingly powerful and unpredictable.

They generally don't need their own protection.

As for the protection he mentioned, it was precisely those young boys and girls with still-childish cheeks, slightly constricted pupils, and trembling bodies, exuding an aura that was hard to tell whether it was fear or excitement.

"No need, it's their own choice."

"And compared to them........."

Huang turned his face to the side, a genuine worry appearing on his face.

He then continued:

"I would rather you take good care of yourself."

"Compared to three years ago, your umbrella sword and wings have many more scars."

"When you're protecting others, who will protect you?"

The powerful demon in sight is very strong.

Swordsmanship, which is of great protective significance, is rarely matched by anyone.

Even though the opponent possessed overwhelming demonic power, and even though no one could get close to that curtain of swordsmanship.

But whether human or demon, once they have something they want to protect no matter what, no matter how strong their power or how fast their swordsmanship, they cannot protect all the things they cherish.

Just like the Uchiha clan, who have been reborn, if they always live under their own protection, they will always be seen as experimental subjects favored by the heavens in the eyes of others!

Therefore, taking them out into actual combat is also a way of letting go of these guys.

When asked by Huang, Guhuoniao did not answer. She simply looked away and tightened her grip on the umbrella sword she was holding in her arms.

The will to protect will never be abandoned, no matter what.

Even if it means falling into an abyss of no return.

This is the meaning of her existence.

"What a nostalgic scent."

"It reminds me of the days when I fought on the battlefield."

"But why are the souls wailing here so weak, and why are the bones sleeping on this 'grave hill' so frail?"

"I dislike this kind of behavior that only dares to slaughter the weak."

A dull sound suddenly rang out.

Following the sound, a figure with a samurai sword in one hand and an Inushiya on his back was staring intently at the lush green forest stretching across the horizon.

【Inugami】: He was once a wicked demon who was addicted to the battlefield and to killing, and who could destroy an entire village at will in order to defeat a demon.

But after endless battles, she was redeemed by a delicate bird.

From then on, he curbed his tyranny, abandoned his indiscriminate killings, and used an indestructible blade solely for protection.

"You've come to punish them, haven't you?"

"Then give the order quickly, Onmyoji."

"There's no need for this kind of monster, which only dares to bully the weak, to continue existing!"

Inugami turned to the side and offered his advice, his sharp eyes gleaming with fearlessness.

This is a powerful, martial arts-type yokai that Ara summoned using Inuzuka Hana's blood as a medium.

When Inugami used the [Summoning: Nether Butterfly] to summon the soul of the great demon's only deceased best friend, [Songbird], back to the mortal world, Inugami chose to submit and serve him.

"Well, let's wait a bit longer."

Huang responded softly.

Because he was waiting for the arrival of another powerful demon from the martial arts faction.

After all, the monster they were exorcising this time was the mythical lord of Tears-Eye Mountain, the Ushioni!

Moreover, he had countless relatives and followers under his command.

That guy is the lord of monsters in this region!!

Originally, Ara did not intend to confront such a powerful demon too early, but in the end, he was unable to overcome the petition of his clan.

Especially considering that they had already fulfilled their promise to themselves within just one month.

Whether it's combined ninjutsu from the Anbu or individually selected forbidden techniques, those little guys are already able to execute them quite completely.

That's why this punitive expedition was launched.

Of course, since they were determined to carry out the extermination, Ara had no reason to underestimate him. Summoning the thirty-three most powerful demons under his command was the most basic respect they could show to the master of Tears Mountain.

But this time,

But that person did not respond to his call for a long time.

Has something happened at Suzuka Mountain?

Such thoughts lingered in the desolate sea of ​​consciousness.

It's no wonder he had such thoughts, because that ancient place also harbored a huge calamity.

A sinister, ghostly aura enveloped us.

The clear and crisp call also reached Ruhuang's ears.

"Long time no see, Onmyoji."

Following the sound and the eeriness of the shop, two tiny figures, one black and one white, quietly descended upon this land.

The little ones, dressed in the uniforms of mythical ghost messengers, with their tall hats and bare feet, looked incredibly adorable.

But don't underestimate them because of this.

Especially that little devil in all black; just the sight of him dragging a huge scythe backwards was enough to prove that this kid was not to be trifled with.

【White Child and Black Child】: Two apprentice ghost messengers from the underworld.

He is the apprentice of Ghost Messenger White and Ghost Messenger Black, who are responsible for guiding ghosts, but when Little Black goes crazy, he is definitely no less than his mentor.

"Well, long time no see."

Huang nodded slightly.

"Please give my regards to that person when you get back."

After a moment of hesitation and doubt, he still said the same thing.

After all, that one is the master of the entire underworld, so we should at least show him some respect.

Moreover, he had an agreement with the other party.

"it is good."

"Leave the task of guiding the souls of the dead to me."

Hakudoshi readily responded to this.

Even though his soul was devoured by the evil mountain god, this guy still retained his inherent kindness.

At the beginning of human nature is good.

This is roughly the kind of person being described.

However, just as this brief exchange was about to end, the black boy standing close to the former suddenly stretched out his small palm, making a "V" sign, and made a muffled sound.

Two or three times.

"This is the second time, but the third."

He spoke with some difficulty.

This is because he gave his ordinary soul to Hakudoji.

Upon hearing this, Huang's expression immediately turned serious.

They naturally understand what the other party wants to express.

This means that the being who rules the underworld has one more chance to command the other's subordinates at will.

This is the second time.

As for the last time, it probably refers to the time three years ago when he summoned Kurodoji to sweep through Kirigakure and assassinate elites on the eastern border of the Land of Fire.

"Please tell that person for me that I will naturally do what I promised."

After calming his scattered thoughts, Huang responded earnestly.

"Well, since that's the answer, then..."

"Hmm, hmm......."

Kurodoji clearly wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, or perhaps he didn't know what to say at all.

After humming for a while without any follow-up, he looked to his companion for help.