I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

The 'drip-drip' sound heard in this space far from the ground was the blood dripping from the Greatsword Samehada.

"I have no interest in ever seeing someone like you again, someone who would even harm their own comrades."

"Tell me, this time you represent Kirigakure or the infamous Akatsuki."

"Ibiki Morino, the Konoha torture expert, wearing a black trench coat, asked coldly."

Judging solely from his physique and all-black attire, the latter is stronger and more reliable than the attacking Kisame Hoshigaki.

And the horrific scars remaining on his face are a badge of honor that crushes the gill markings!

Upon hearing this, the former's steps down the stone steps suddenly stopped for a moment, as if he had been dragged into a time-forbidden space.

"Oh."

"I didn't expect you to still remember things from the past."

A moment later, Kisame Hoshigaki emerged from the temporary malfunction and rewind, but the voice that came out seemed to have lost some of its original playfulness and arrogance, and instead had a touch of nostalgia.

"I naturally hate someone like you who doesn't cherish his comrades."

"Hurry up and confess! Hidden Mist Village, Akatsuki, which side are you loyal to now!"

Ibiki Morino asked in a deep voice,

Furthermore, he maintained his hands-in-pockets posture, his burly physique and open trench coat completely blocking the cipher team members who were also present.

Of course, he didn't really want to know who this villain was on a mission for; he was simply stalling for time so that his comrades could quickly destroy the documents containing Konoha's secrets.

Such a thing must absolutely not be obtained by hostile forces outside of Konoha.

"Kirigakure?"

"dawn?"

Neither of them.

Watching his old acquaintance's clumsy performance, Kisame Hoshigaki didn't expose him directly, but instead answered the other's question.

After all, he came here today to completely resolve a small issue that remained in his past memories.

"that one,"

When mentioning that person, Kisame Hoshigaki paused abruptly.

He originally wanted to simply let it go, since his nature was wild and unruly, and getting someone to completely submit to or pledge allegiance to him was harder than climbing to heaven.

However, when he recalled the message delivered by the girl named Chino during the pre-battle phase, just before his arrival, the attitude of this mysterious man from Kirigakure involuntarily changed after he was granted permission to act independently within Konoha.

"That lord would not care about these secrets that you treasure."

However, he quickly skipped over such rare and protective remarks.

There's a certain air about it that makes one feel pretentious.

"But I've become a little interested in the guys behind you."

"Are they brainy ninjas from the Cipher Department?"

"Even if we shred all these documents, we should still be able to pry some useful information out of these guys."

"I just don't know if they can keep quiet for the sake of the village like you can?"

"An expert from Konoha's Torture Department."

The moment he finished speaking, Kisame Hoshigaki stepped down from the last stone step, raising his menacing and terrifying greatsword Samehada and pointing it at the adult man in his line of sight.

Those small, sharp eyes were fixed on their prey, as if trying to savor every single expression and movement on its face!

The powerlessness of decades ago

The situation decades ago,

Exchange them here!

Ibiki Morino knew perfectly well that this guy, known as the Hidden Mist Monster, was serious at this moment.

But this guy overlooked something very important:

At this moment, it's a one-on-one situation!

Never underestimate the will of the Konoha ninja!

He would never abandon his comrades, much less harm them!

To him, such a question is simply an insult.

"You talk as if you already have the victory in your grasp."

"The ninjas of Kirigakure are as arrogant as ever!"

“I’ll stop him; you all prepare to leave.”

With a low growl, Ibiki Morino suddenly threw off the black cloak draped over his body, and a blinding cold light bloomed in the dim space.

Inside his cloak were rows of cold, sharp blades!

Not only are there combat tools like kunai and shuriken, but there are also torture instruments with bizarre shapes.

"Now, let's go!"

With a roar from Morino Ibiki, the items he carried close to his body suddenly shot towards the enemy in his field of vision under the force of a swing, and he himself immediately began to form hand seals.

"Spiritual Communication Techniques: Torture Chamber"

"May you be forever condemned to this dark and gloomy torture chamber, and properly repent for your sins!"

Chains lashed out from the void, coiling around Kisame Hoshigaki, who was in a blocking stance, like serpents, and dragged him into an alternate interrogation prison filled with torture instruments the moment they were imprisoned!

In that limited light and shadow, a burly adult male stood upright.

His sharp eyes were like those of a hawk, his rough hands were like vises, and his unsmiling face was like a judge's token!

"This is my territory,"

"It will also be the place where you are imprisoned for the rest of your life."

"But before you enjoy the rest of your time, give me a proper explanation of everything."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you savor, little by little, the torture methods I've endured."

As he spoke, Ibiki Morino ripped off the ninja hat he was wearing, revealing the various scars hidden beneath!

The scars that covered the area were both shocking and awe-inspiring.

"explain,"

"Who is that 'sir' you're talking about?"

"How many people are in your group on this trip, and what is your ultimate goal?"

He continued to ask questions, but the response he received was a series of clanging sounds from chains.

'Wow. '

The chains rattled.

Compared to the injuries and verbal threats exposed by the former, Kisame Hoshigaki was clearly more interested in the isolated space and the various torture instruments placed within it.

At this moment, he was using his intelligent little eyes to survey his surroundings, completely ignoring the cold chains binding his hands and neck.

However, this alternate dimension is much smaller than the one created by Uchiha Madara—no, I mean, the one created by that imposter. It's only about the size of a hotel room.

"Ah,"

"Since you are so interested in everything here."

"Then, I'll do my best to satisfy your curiosity as a host."

Noticing the bastard's dismissive attitude towards his question, Ibiki Morino casually picked up a tool that resembled pliers, but it looked more delicate than pliers.

"If you want to beg for mercy again..."

"But that looks rather ugly."

As he issued his threat, he approached the mysterious figure hidden in the mist step by step.

And it was only when they were three or four steps apart that he finally met the prisoner's eyes.

"what happened?"

"Is it because you can no longer bear the torment and fear stirring within you?"

"Don't feel ashamed,"

"Because you are not the first poor soul to compromise here."

"Of course, it won't be the last one."

"Sa, answer me. Who is behind you? How many people are involved? And what is your purpose?"

Ibiki Morino stopped in his tracks. His deep voice, combined with the gloomy, dark prison and the cold, terrifying torture instruments, created a chilling atmosphere.

What he said was certainly not an exaggeration.

In the past, countless spies, enemies, and traitors have tearfully revealed the intelligence they knew here.

However, none of those people's names were Kisame Hoshigaki!

Is this all you've got?

"That really is impressive, it's quite intimidating."

"But it means absolutely nothing to me."

The arrogant words were barely out of his mouth when the wielder of the great sword Samehada suddenly began to struggle. This was not a resistance like that of an ordinary ninja who mobilized chakra energy, but rather a complete reliance on the most primal power that his body unleashed!

In an instant, the steel chains, gleaming with a chilling light, clanged loudly.

In the blink of an eye, not only did the chains rattle wildly, but all the instruments placed in this torture chamber vibrated and jingled!

This unexpected turn of events finally caused a clear change in the composure and unwavering demeanor on Ibiki Morino's face!

He had never encountered anything like this before!

Even the Jonin of the Five Great Ninja Villages, even the most ferocious beasts, once imprisoned in this cell, will inevitably have their edges smoothed out and become insignificant blank slates.

But now?