Naruto: Starting from the time when the Six Paths of Pain was Kira Yoshikage

Chapter 106 The Joke-like "Strongest" Shadow Beast Squad

Facing hundreds of armed and menacing gang members, only Uvogin from the Phantom Troupe slowly approached. Each step he took was steady and powerful, as if the ground was trembling slightly. His massive, towering body cast a huge shadow in the dim light, causing the dense crowd opposite him to unconsciously shrink back.

Uvogin showed no sign of tension or fear on his face; instead, his large, bell-like eyes swirled with an almost fanatical excitement.

A defiant smile played on his lips. He raised his head slightly and straightened his chest. His posture was far from that of someone surrounded; it was more like a king surveying his territory, exuding an aura of "I alone surround you all."

The gang members all thought he was insane and were eager to use his head to secure their own rise to power... However, these gang members were just ordinary people... Even armed, they were still just ordinary people...

In Uvogin's eyes, those so-called firearms were no different from toy guns.

Uvogin moved. Like a tiger descending a mountain, he instantly charged into the crowd. His fists whistled through the air, each blow sending a gang member flying, the cracking of bones and screams echoing everywhere. In just a few moments, at least a quarter of the dark mass of gang members lay dead in pools of blood, their howls and pleas for mercy mingling together.

Trying to stop a chariot with one's bare hands is futile and shows a lack of self-confidence.

Standing atop the rock face, Little Drop stared wide-eyed at the scene of blood flowing like a river below, and stammered, "Shouldn't I be exempt from cleaning up these people?"

Her tone was extremely serious, as if she were genuinely considering the matter, especially since she was the one responsible for cleaning up the corpses at the auction.

When asked about Shizuku's naive and clueless behavior, the other members of the travel group simply shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter."

For Uvogin, whose entire body was covered in Nen, bullets hitting him were no different than tickles. He didn't even bother to dodge, letting the bullets clang and clatter against him. His eyes remained sharp as he searched the crowd for a more interesting opponent.

Hundreds of meters away, snipers were already in ambush, lying prone behind concealed cover, their scopes aimed at Uvogin's head. The lead sniper curled a cruel smile and confidently whispered, "Even the most powerful monster won't survive with its head pierced."

He took a deep breath and slowly pulled the trigger.

"call out-

'

The bullet whistled through the air and struck Uvogin hard in the temple. Uvogin frowned slightly, rubbed his temple, and said with a hint of displeasure, "It hurts a little."

"Long-range attack? Hmph..." Uvogin let out a disdainful snort. He casually picked up a pebble from the ground, weighed it in his hand for a few moments, and his eyes instantly locked onto the sniper's location.

Then, he suddenly threw the stone.

With a deafening "bang," the sniper who had just pulled the trigger was instantly reduced to a cloud of blood mist, not even having time to scream. His comrades followed suit before they could react, and within moments the entire sniper unit was wiped out. Their cover was smashed to pieces, and blood stained the surrounding ground.

This outcome caused a stir among the gangsters, and fear spread like wildfire. Just then, a gangster carrying an RPG pushed through the crowd, his face contorted with madness. He pointed at Uvogin and roared, "Taste this... even tanks will be destroyed in one hit! The taste of a super rocket launcher!"

Even the strongest human body couldn't withstand a rocket launcher, right? Even if the opponent was a monster, it would be reduced to ashes by this one shell.

Almost everyone present had the same thought in their mind.

The reason it is said to be "almost" is to exclude members of the Phantom Troupe.

"This is truly disheartening..." Uvogin's face showed no fear, only dissatisfaction. He frowned, his tone tinged with grievance: "They only rated me as a tank..."

Pulling the trigger, the rocket launcher shell exploded in Uvogin's chest with a blinding flash of light. The huge shockwave sent the surrounding gang members flying, the roar deafening, and the flames instantly engulfed Uvogin.

"Bomb One"

Looking at the smoke and dust rising from the ground, no gang member still believed that Uvogin would be alive.

"Good...finally took one down."

The gang members cheered, their faces filled with relief at surviving the ordeal. Their gazes shifted to the other members of the brigade atop the rock face, a hint of apprehension in their eyes: "Six left. That monster was probably the strongest among them. We'll need to call for more backup... Hmm???"

"It hurts a little!"

The familiar, rough voice rang out again, and as the smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, Uvogin's figure reappeared in everyone's sight. However, he looked somewhat disheveled this time; the animal skin he had been wearing was gone, revealing muscles as solid as steel, and his skin was slightly red, as if it had been scorched by fire.

"Truly worthy of being called a cannonball!" Uvogin grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, his excitement intensifying. He stretched his shoulders, making a series of crackling sounds, as if the explosions had just been a game.

The shells capable of destroying tanks merely burned the enemy's clothes, slightly reddened his skin, and soiled his body a little; otherwise, they left not a single scratch. Despair spread wildly through the crowd; even these ruthless gang members had never witnessed such brutality.

Some people's legs buckled, and they collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with despair: "Is this person a monster? He must be a demon in human skin!"

Uvogin walked step by step toward the crowd, each step feeling like it was treading on their hearts. Wherever his gaze swept, the gang members retreated, some even so terrified that they dropped their guns and ran away.

Faced with absolute power, all resistance seems pale and powerless, even somewhat laughable.

"Hahaha..." Uvogin burst into hearty laughter again, but this time, his laughter sounded like the call of death to these gang members.

The true one-sided massacre has officially begun.

A group of hundreds of gang members armed with modern weapons were slaughtered by Uvogin, leaving a trail of blood.

"Are you...you're kidding? No matter how many of these monsters come, I'll just be throwing my life away..."

Several kilometers away, the Nosra family's bodyguards, who witnessed all of this through high-powered binoculars, were terrified. They had thought that by following the main group, they would miss out on any opportunities, but now they were very glad that they had set off a step too late.

Ahead lies true hell.

Fortunately, they were far enough apart that if they tried to escape now...

There should still be time.

"Kurapika, that guy's name is Uvogin, one of the Phantom Troupe's main combat forces. Taking him down will greatly reduce the Troupe's fighting strength."

Having witnessed Uvogin's immense power and such a terrifying sight, the fact that he could still remain calm and talk so eloquently suggests that only Watashi Torou could confidently declare his intention to kill him.

Even Kurapika, an Avenger, was terrified when he witnessed the power that Uvogin displayed.

"Kill that guy...Are you guys crazy?"

Even Dazo Nie, the captain of the guards, was thinking of leaving immediately, not to mention the other bodyguards.

Everyone is employed to earn a living; there's no need to risk your life for that.

"I heard another heartbeat besides ours...right nearby!"

Before Dazoni could order a retreat, Melody issued a warning immediately.

As soon as she finished speaking, the ground beneath everyone's feet suddenly rose up, and a strange red-skinned man with an unusual appearance and bone structure emerged from the ground. This strange man was only wearing a pair of briefs and had a style completely different from everyone else present.

If Kurapika and Hanashi Torou belong to shoujo manga, then this weirdo is in the style of Junji Ito.

Earthworms are one of the Shadow Beasts.

Which organization are you from?

The earthworm asked Dazo Nie, emanating an astonishing killing intent. If the answer from Dazo Nie did not satisfy him, he might just kill him on the spot.

Dazo Nie was already terrified by the murderous intent emanating from the other party, and was sweating profusely. He dared not hesitate any longer and immediately replied, "We are bodyguards of the Nosla family."

"good...

'

The earthworm simply replied with a nonchalant remark, its murderous aura instantly dissipating, which also relieved Dazo Nie.

Almost immediately after the earthworm confirmed Dazo's identity, three more voices rang out.

"Get out of here as soon as possible..."

"Those are professional killers... monsters who enjoy killing."

"It's best to leave professional matters to professionals. Let's leave the Phantom Troupe to our Shadow Beast Squad."

Three men, one thin, one short, and one fat, with different appearances, all exuding a powerful aura, appeared.

Like earthworms, they are also members of the Shadow Beasts, including sick dogs, porcupines, and leeches.

Their confident tone revealed their extreme confidence in their own strength; after all, they were subordinates of the ten people who stood at the top of the gang.

"Those...those people are so strong..."

After watching the four leave, Dazo Nie gazed in the direction they had gone and immediately exclaimed with delight, "So this is the strongest Shadow Beast force under the Ten Elders? The Phantom Brigade is finished!"

The bodyguards behind him nodded in agreement. When the four Yin Beasts passed by, the almost tangible pressure of their thoughts struck them like a hammer blow, making it hard for them to breathe.

To these bodyguards who have long been dependent on the Nostrard family, someone with such a terrifying aura must be a powerful figure at the top of the world.

Those who remain confined to the bottom of a well are often unaware of how vast the world truly is. They fail to realize that what they perceive as a "ceiling" is, in the eyes of a true master, merely a small mound of earth.

These invincible beasts, whom the bodyguards considered incredibly powerful, were, in Hua Shidou's eyes, as pitifully weak as the monsters in Summoner's Rift. He casually turned to Kurapika beside him, his tone as indifferent as if discussing the weather: "Kurapika, how long do you think these people can hold out? Or how many Phantom Troupe members can they take care of?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Dazo Nie turned around abruptly, his eyes wide, and immediately questioned, "That's the strongest Shadow Beast Force under the command of the Ten Old Men, the gang leaders from ten regions across six continents! You actually say they can't handle a mere band of thieves?"

Hua Shi Tou Lang completely ignored this guy; his gaze remained fixed on Kurapika. The Nostradamus family, the mafia, the Ten Elders—none of these were as important to him as Kurapika.

Xiao needs someone to be in charge of the organization's daily management. This person doesn't need to be very capable, but they must be intelligent.

In Hua Shi Tou Lang's eyes, and in Nagato's eyes, this person is Kurapika.

Kurapika didn't answer immediately. He lowered his eyes slightly, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the patterns on the chains. The Nen power emanating from the Shadow Beast was indeed incredibly profound and powerful, but...

"Their Nen is indeed formidable..." He first acknowledged the strength of the Shadow Beasts, then his tone turned serious, "But to say they're not enough to deal with the Phantom Troupe..."

If the Phantom Troupe were an easy target, the Kurta Clan wouldn't have been wiped out. If the Phantom Troupe were mediocre, they wouldn't have made such a vow in exchange for powerful Nen abilities.

After a moment's thought, Kurapika looked up and gave a cautious answer: "My initial estimate is that I should be able to defeat two Phantom Troupe members. If the Phantom Troupe members over there attack together, I can only defeat one at most."

From his perspective, he desperately wanted the Yin Beasts and the troupe to suffer heavy losses, but reason told him that this wish was too extravagant... Judging from the Nen he had just sensed from those Yin Beasts, it was simply impossible to achieve this.

Unless the entire tour group goes crazy and sends them off one by one.

"What are you talking about?" Dazo Nie was the first to jump out and retort, his voice sharp and piercing: "How could the Ten Elders' subordinates be so weak? Have you been scared out of your wits by the Phantom Troupe?"

In his mind, the Ten Elders were like gods, beings standing at the pinnacle of human power. How could their subordinates lose to a group of thieves?

"No." Hua Shi Tou Lang suddenly spoke up, spreading his hands to directly refute Kurapika's deduction. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable certainty. Before anyone else could speak, Hua Shi Tou Lang added, "I don't think they can handle any of them... They'll be wiped out just by encountering that big guy."

The "big guy" naturally refers to Uvogin.

Kurapika's prediction was too conservative. Although the Phantom Troupe members weren't the strongest group in the later stages, they were still among the top Nen users in all of humanity. In particular, Uvogin's individual combat strength was one of the best even within the entire Phantom Troupe.

This is a top fighter in the Phantom Troupe, on par with Nobunaga.

Uvogin doesn't have the other members' fancy tricks; he only has pure stats. His "Miracle by Strike" is simple, but sometimes it's really useful.

Upon hearing this, Kurapika's eyes flashed with surprise, then he nodded seriously: "It seems that my understanding of the Phantom Troupe members' strength is somewhat inaccurate."

He had no doubt about Hua Shidoulang's words and chose to believe them unconditionally.

As for the others... apart from that music hunter called Melody, no one believed it.

But they would soon find out that the strongest Yin Beast force under the command of the Ten Elders would become a joke tonight.

The Phantom Troupe's infamous reputation will rise to another level, spreading throughout the entire continent.

That is, if... we can survive tonight.