I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

However, a dull thud echoed from afar, accompanied by the pitiful screams of some unfortunate creatures and the sound of stones and earth falling to the ground.

Looking in the direction of the sound,

The turret, made of pure iron, was deeply embedded in the rock wall, and the entire tube was twisted and concave, as if it had just withstood a huge bombardment!

Beneath the cannon barrel, two human figures could be barely seen, along with a trickle of blood.

"Haven't you had enough playing with your toys yet?"

He spoke in a cold voice, noticing the astonished expression on the test subject's face.

On the outside of Yu Zhi's outstretched arm, a terrifying ring of fibula-like arms materialized from snow-white chakra. It was this rudimentary Susanoo that had easily blocked and blasted away the pure iron cannon barrel.

So far,

At the boy's sarcasm, the stunned Ghost Tower seemed to sense something, its entire body suddenly curling up like a boiled shrimp, its coiled dragon arms trembling uncontrollably, and a heartfelt cry of pain burst forth.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that his arms were twisted in a bizarre posture, especially his left hand, where the five fingers were turned to a terrifying angle, tightly pressed against the back of his hand!

Fresh blood was gushing out from the tiger's mouth.

"It seems you already know you were wrong."

Hearing that melodious scream, the words the boy uttered sounded like the murmurs of a demon.

This death summons also brought a sliver of consciousness back to the Ghost Tower, which was drowning in immense pain, because it still remembered that the other party had said some even more terrifying things before.

If we want it to exist in another meaning, in another form!

After the brief clash of forces, he no longer considered this a joke!

Forcibly suppressing the pain inflicted on his body, Ghost Tower desperately opened his mouth, desperately wanting, attempting, and hoping to say something to beg for mercy, hoping that the boy in front of him would have mercy and change his mind.

However, the man remained unmoved and continued talking to himself:

"Then, give your life for me."

'Whoosh! '

Just as Ara bit his finger and began to draw the hand seals for the Impure World Reincarnation technique, a dense series of piercing sounds came from behind him—sharp ninja tools that were too numerous to count at a glance!

It was clearly because his previous provocative words were too offensive and attracted too much hatred.

This directly led to some of the experimental subjects who came out of the prison uniting without hesitation, and no one chose to submit under the previous intimidation of his power.

However, despite the united front, some small-scale bloody conflicts broke out between the experimental subjects, seemingly due to the crowded prison.

'Ha, no wonder there was a large-scale rebellion before.'

Concerned about the sudden chaos, Huang Yuzhi sneered inwardly.

Their personal ninja tools are not confiscated, and their modified bodies possess power that is difficult for ordinary ninjas to replicate. How could such experimental subjects be completely imprisoned in a simple cell?

However, in the next second, he seemed to understand Orochimaru's true intentions.

The weak eat the strong, and the winner is king.

The guy who pursues immortality probably hopes to see these experimental subjects he has modified kill each other at some point in time, and then choose the last victor to become his desired vessel for reincarnation!

The arena at the base of this mountain was reserved for that day!

'That's definitely in the style of that mad scientist.'

In the midst of his surging emotions, Huang, relying on the Ghost Tower's strong physique, maneuvered and dodged the oncoming attacks.

In the end, not a single blade of those densely packed ninja tools managed to graz his clothes; instead, the poor fellow, who had been chosen as a sacrifice, ended up with many more wounds.

Of course, none of them are fatal.

Because the offerings required for the Impure World Reincarnation are alive.

All the attacks that would have killed the sacrifices were easily deflected by Ara.

Throughout this time, the Ghost Tower kept its mouth wide open, trying to pray for something, or hoping that the attacks would take its life so that it could escape this situation, but all its wishes were in vain.

Fear poured out in his wide-open eyes, but no one could truly understand what was inside him.

No, perhaps.

Looking at those rows of dark cages carved into the mountainside, there was one narrow space that was still packed full of people.

No one escaped from inside, and no one stepped out.

The few test subjects present all stared in fear at the unfamiliar visitor standing in the center of the arena.

Watching him casually open that heavy cannon barrel, watching him effortlessly dodge the ninja tools that almost filled his vision, watching him draw obscure and incomprehensible jutsu seals on the ground with his blood!

"Who is he?"

What exactly does he want to do?

Panic filled the cramped cell, and trembling whispers escaped his lips.

Even though the person's self-introduction revealed that he was from the Uchiha clan, there was still nothing else to say about him.

"Lord Orochimaru is a rogue ninja of Konoha. He might be the one who came out to hunt down Lord Orochimaru."

Some people speculate that,

But such speculation only made the experimental subjects in the same prison even more fearful.

Previously, they had overwhelmed their fellow inmates with sheer force of will, and now they were displaying such powerful and bizarre abilities.

Fortunately, there were precedents to learn from!

Their gazes instinctively fell on their gossipy companion, who was still unable to escape the powerful mental pressure and lay limp on the ground like a dead fish.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking and the piercing screams resonated endlessly in the central area.

The ineffectiveness of ranged attacks led those vicious experimental subjects to begin resorting to close combat.

Furthermore, these guys' close combat style is very different from that of ordinary ninjas. They no longer fight with ninja tools, but instead use their modified bodies and the power of those insect beasts to fight.

There are silent sound waves, brute force attached to insect armor, smoke that obscures people's vision, and amplified conventional ninjutsu.

This kind of attack method is like a hodgepodge of all sorts of things.

However, regardless of the abilities they used, the final result was invariably broken by Ara no Shin's hand and then completely shattered.

If sound waves interfere, then crush their throats.

If the insect uses brute force, then smash its armor.

Special ninjutsu? Then break both hands.

..........

He wanted to gain some power from this place, but not all of it.

"what!!"

Sure enough, another bloody scorpion tail was torn off and ripped apart, and the owner's shrill screams brought the entire prison to a momentary halt.

After all, such a scene is too gruesome. Those organs and weapons that Orochimaru forcibly imposed on them have long since become part of their bodies!

No one wants to experience the pain of being forcibly separated.

Only now did these test subjects realize with astonishment that dozens of their defeated 'comrades' lay around them.

And without exception, each of them suffered such inhumane treatment!

To live is to endure a reality a hundred times more painful than death!

Is this what they mean by "bearing the consequences"?

These test subjects suddenly recalled the warnings given by the other party when they were about to be released.

"whispering sound."

"It's all messed up again."

Huang casually tossed away the scorpion tail, still dripping with blood, his mood not very good.

Because the spell seal that should have been completed long ago has been disrupted several times due to the interference of these ants.

And the ghost tower, whose bones were broken by it, could only wait in despair as it repeatedly went through fainting and waking up in terror.

Each time he regained consciousness, he could hope that he would die, or that his fate had already been sealed.

But each time he opened his eyes, besides sensing the added scent of blood splattered on his body, he saw an increasingly perfect spell mark that flowed with a strong sense of foreboding!

No one can truly understand the fear and helplessness he felt at that moment.

"Waaaa, waaaa, waaaaa..."

Ghost Tower tried desperately to say something, but all that came out were muffled sobs.

His jaw had long been dislocated.

Because it's too noisy.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it will be over soon."

"So if you don't want to suffer, shut up and stop causing trouble."

To the mournful wailing, Huang Tou did not raise his head but issued a warning, and the spell mark drawn with his blood was nearing completion.

Meanwhile, the test subjects around seemed to have reached some kind of resonance, or perhaps they were completely intimidated by the former's strength and methods. They were all staring intently at the completed magic seal in that area, waiting for the next moment's result!

As for the ghost tower, which was being watched by everyone, it even had a tearful and desolate appearance.

But you should know that he used to be arrogant and domineering.

He then provocatively said that it was the confinement of the cage that allowed this outsider to speak so arrogantly.

but,

The boy, who was about to complete the hand seal, stopped once again.

This pause not only made the expression on the face of the Ghost Tower, which was being sacrificed, even more sorrowful, but also made the surrounding test subjects tense up, thinking that the preliminary magic circle of the ninjutsu had been completed.

But in the next second, this young and powerful outsider mysteriously vanished from their sight!

"what happened?"

A surprised voice rang out. Everyone was waiting for the consequences of the completed spell mark on the ground, but the person who drew it had vanished into thin air!