I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Then, with a loud thud as the coffin lid fell to the ground and the sound of decaying joints scraping against each other, a burly figure wearing a gas mask slowly emerged from the shadows.

Those were the same people etched in his memory!

Because of him, the name of the Three Ninjas was bestowed upon them!

"Han-Hanzo-Lord Hanzo!"

"It's Lord Hanzo!!"

"........"

The Rain Village ninja who looked towards the sound widened their pupils instantly when they saw the man standing right in front of them.

They gasped in shock, and many ninjas, disregarding their battlefield situation, were about to kneel down!

just because,

That's Hanzo the Salamander!

It is their faith, their god!!

"Isn't the outer ring environment the battle terrain you're most familiar with?"

"So how much longer will the name of Amegakure be tarnished!"

"Hurry up and end the fight!"

Looking at those excited, familiar faces, Hanzo the Salamander's voice was cold, devoid of any joy at the reunion.

Because of these three offensives, only his lineage had the most disgraceful record!

"Yes,"

"For Lord Hanzo, crush them!!"

A hysterical roar erupted in the eastern region, instantly reviving the already collapsing Amegakure frontline and giving them the will to fight—a will even more pure than that of the other two war zones!

Hanzo the Salamander bowed slightly to his shaman before leaping off the platform and joining the battle.

"That's really nice,"

"Because of your Will of Fire, they came to their deaths."

As the devil's voice reached the Third Generation's ears, the massive Water Cube that had come into view shattered with a bang, and the water flowed away.

However, it was no longer a pure azure color, but had been dyed a deep red, a symbol of death!

Chapter 562 [The Kingly Path of the Strongest Clan!], [Heroes Always Appear Last!]

'Click,'

'Click,'

‘Crack. ’

Although they are several miles apart,

But for some reason, Hiruzen Sarutobi could clearly hear that strange sound.

It was the sound of broken bones being crushed and trampled!

On the land stained crimson, a lone, robust figure slowly emerged.

He was shirtless, with a large sword on his shoulder and arm, and the bodies of defeated soldiers beneath his feet. His small eyes and the corners of his mouth that revealed shark teeth exuded a cruel smile.

This final expression on his face is as if he has just found the meaning of his existence and embraced his final destination!

What shocked the Third Hokage the most was the character "妖" (demon) that became even clearer as blood dripped down.

Their trembling gazes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, were withdrawn. The barely rising desire for victory among the Konoha ninjas was gradually replaced by piercing screams.

Despite being hailed as the absolute elite of the Konoha ninjas, who had a significant numerical advantage, they were actually pushed back by three visible torrents!

"what!!"

A rough, hoarse voice made Hiruzen Sarutobi's already unstable mind tremble once again.

Following the screams, he looked towards the source of the sound with a look of unbearable pity.

The first thing you see is a towering, multiplied giant being torn apart by a nine-headed blood dragon.

Arms, chunks of flesh, heart, head—blood gushed and flowed freely between the dragon's teeth.

【These,】

[Where did this monster come from?!]

A sense of bewilderment erupted in his chest, and the sudden surge of heartache made him instinctively clutch his heart tightly with his hand.

[Because of your so-called Will of Fire, they came to their deaths.]

That man's ferocious, evil voice whispered in Hiruzen Sarutobi's ear again.

this moment,

He finally understood why Uchiha Ara could speak so calmly and confidently even when surrounded by enemies!

After all, Hanzo the Salamander alone is enough to completely change the current situation!

As they watched the battlefield gradually escalate into a carnage, the four Sound Ninja members standing at the corner of the main stands were trembling uncontrollably.

They have always held the deep-seated belief that the Sound Village is different, far surpassing the Five Great Ninja Villages.

Because the Sound Village, created by Lord Orochimaru, is practically a living hell!!

It's common for one in ten experimental subjects to fail, and finding even one in a hundred is extremely rare.

And they are the chosen ones who survived from thousands of experimental subjects!

All four agreed on this point.

However, in the present moment, compared to the mutual crushing of Konoha and Yokai by their respective wills, a trivial sense of certainty suddenly arose in the hearts of the four.

Ultimately, the cruelty they practiced, the hell they created, and the survival of the fittest they implemented were all far too childish.

They're like a bunch of frogs in a well, thinking they've seen the whole picture, indulging in self-hypnosis and self-satisfaction!

Not just the Sound Four,

Orochimaru, the master of the four, also had similar thoughts in his mind.

Its golden vertical pupils, radiating a dangerous aura, continued to contract.

The resentment of not being able to destroy Konoha with his own hands, the longing for the countless experimental embryos displayed on this battlefield of conflict, the melancholy of the inevitable fall of his homeland, and so on, all these emotions were expressed in his eyes!

Such a shift in the battle situation was naturally noticed by the Konoha warriors who were at the center of the battlefield.

However, most of them are also struggling to protect themselves.

The Wood Release ninja belonging to the Anbu was trapped in a genjutsu illusion, facing a dilemma.

The lonely sink, the cold utensils, the simple respirator that barely keeps him alive—all of these imprison him once again in that most unbearable past!

world,

Only one person remains.

No matter how he cried for help, he received no response.

Even though he was right in the middle of this noisy, chaotic battlefield, his childlike, aimless pounding and his utterly humiliating hysteria were like a one-man show of deafness and muteness.

The girl who set up this lonely cage has already raised her pen to unleash divine punishment on the distant battlefield.

Sarutobi Asuma and Tenzo were in similar situations.

Faced with the eerie ice mirror that imprisoned him, his fire jutsu could not break through the suppression of the elemental advantage, and his proud taijutsu could not keep up with the ghostly speed of the ice jutsu user moving through the ice mirror. His burly body was like a live target, with thin senbon needles being driven into it. Every struggle was an extreme torment that tortured his nerves to the extreme.

At that moment, the only thought that compelled him to continue standing was...

It stemmed from his mission as a Konoha ninja, and the fact that his students were watching and waiting for him to go and rescue them.

Therefore, I cannot afford to lose!

"puff."

However, accompanied by a slight piercing sound, Sarutobi Asuma suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Its robust body also leaned forward as a slender ninja sword pierced through its chest.

Is this it?

As his unwillingness surged, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and then his vision and his will began to blur.

In her last moments of lucidity, she vaguely saw the aloof young man with a tattered mask standing before her, carrying a blood-stained ninja sword called "Sewing Needle," while she heard the urgent calls of the three little ones who called him their teacher.

I'm not good enough to be a teacher who can protect you.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, Hyuga Hiashi, who claimed that the Hyuga clan was the strongest clan in Konoha, was slammed into the broken wall beside him by his opponent.

His arms hung limply at his sides, bleeding profusely, and his white martial arts uniform was completely soaked in blood. He could no longer muster any fighting power.

"Tap tap tap."

However, the deep, relentless footsteps approached with the same unwavering determination as the breath of death.

Such a sound made Hiashi Hyuga reluctantly and startled as he raised his blurry vision. He saw that the gradually approaching source of the sound was the young successor who inherited the lineage of Kaguya Taketori!

How could that be?

But how could this be!

His soft fist had clearly struck the opponent's unguarded body without a doubt.

Even with the keen observation of the Byakugan, this guy's meridians were already as disordered as a tangled ball of yarn, impossible to untangle!

But why?

Can anyone tell him why?

How can this guy, despite suffering such severe injuries, still stand as if nothing happened, and even fight on?!

Could he be a dead person who has been resurrected from the underworld?

That's why they can fight without knowing or feeling anything!