I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

The malicious insects silently and instantly covered the target of the mission.

but!

It's that teleportation technique again!

Even the mature and composed Ryoma Aburame wanted to burst out cursing.

Either fight or you fight!

Either give up and go your separate ways!

But what about this little rascal in front of me?

It just followed him relentlessly, and whenever he ambushed the insects to start a battle, the opponent would use the Instantaneous Movement Technique to escape, like a ghost, showing no intention of fighting at all.

Is it a test of patience?

Oil Lady Malone simply stopped moving.

None of the Root ninjas could withstand the silence, especially since the boy opposite them was clearly in worse condition, with his wounds still untreated. If he could wait until the boy was completely exhausted, he would still have a chance to complete the mission.

Moreover, this is the North.

There won't be any Uchiha clan reinforcements!

Time passed in silence, and when the sun disappeared and darkness enveloped the surrounding fields, the wilderness finally stirred.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind Aburame Ryoma.

A whisper also descended:

"I'm waiting for it to get dark, what are you waiting for?"

"Blood Demon Art: Demon Transformation!"

Chapter 53 Idiot, I forgive you.

Under the moonlight, Huang leaned weakly against the giant tree. The side effects of using the demon transformation were surging up, and weakness permeated every cell in his body.

At this point, any passing wild beast could easily devour it.

Of course, this is on the premise that those wild beasts can break through the defenses formed by the monsters.

Snow Woman, Terracotta Warrior, Firefly Grass, and Ushi no Toki (Woman of the Hour of the Ox).

"Hey, Lord Ara, how come you're covered in injuries again?"

A girl with a pair of emerald-green, bewitching eyes licked her lips and slowly approached, but her gaze remained fixed on the boy's wound, as if there was something there that particularly attracted her.

【Woman of the Hour of the Ugly】: A girl holding a wooden hammer in one hand and hugging a straw doll in the other, with a bright smile, looks very cute.

But what they say and do is always chilling.

She possesses the power of a curse; never let her get your blood.

otherwise.......

Hey, do you want to play with me? Or do you want to become my straw doll?

"Ah."

Huang gave a light hum in response.

This was a monster that gave him a bit of a headache.

Although the other party showed an unusually cute and enthusiastic appearance from the very beginning and readily agreed to the contract, their actions were somewhat strange.

Especially when you are injured.

"Hey, may I taste your blood, Lord Ara?"

As the woman of the hour of the 11 PM approached, the burning desire in her eyes intensified, and her delicate, protruding tongue repeatedly brushed against the corner of her lips.

"As compensation, you will be able to use all my power."

The girl tempted him.

Huang did not answer, but he laboriously raised his right hand. A trail of blood snaked down his arm and dripped from his ring and index fingers.

Now that the contract has been signed, he is not worried that the other party will harm him.

Moreover, what is there that I wouldn't give up in order to obtain the shikigami's power to the greatest extent?

Seeing this, the little girl quickened her small steps, and her cold little hands naturally lifted up Huang's weak arm.

"Long live Lord Huang!"

She was overjoyed.

Hotaru, standing to the side, looked worried and seemed about to say something, but seeing Ushi no Toki subtly shaking her hammer, she stopped herself from speaking.

After all, he was just a weak monster with no voice.

'hiss. '

The girl of the hour of the ox stuck out her tongue, tears welling up in her eyes.

The blood that had been flowing down had frozen solid at some point.

'Damn Yuki-onna!!'

'Why should I interfere in an exchange that is of equal value to mine?'

She was furiously denouncing him in her heart!

But he couldn't beat that icy girl.

The girl of the 11th hour raised her miserable little face, wanting a certain adult to teach that bad guy a lesson, but she was met with a faint smile from Huang.

This scene infuriated him.

She wrinkled her nose slightly, looking like she wanted to say something harsh but didn't know how to say it—it was just too adorable.

"Firefly, this is going to be troublesome again."

Huang turned to the little monster holding a giant dandelion not far away and said.

【Firefly Grass】: A cute girl holding a dandelion in her hand.

She appears very delicate, and her personality reflects that, but she possesses a kind heart that wants to help others and doesn't want to be a burden to her companions.

But in reality, she possesses a power that even the Yamata no Orochi fears!

[My goal is to become a powerful demon like Lord White Wolf!]

"Yes, Onmyoji."

The soft-spoken girl immediately ran to the Onmyoji's side. After glancing timidly at the sullen Ushi no Toki, she gently placed her delicate white hand on Ara's back.

"Rotting grass turns into fireflies, withered trees bloom, gentle nature, please grant me the power to heal my wounds."

She sang softly.

Instantly, lush greenery emanated from her, and the surroundings were 'ignited' with tiny fireflies. The entire forest seemed to sway and empower this lovely and gentle monster girl.

Huang's wounds healed rapidly upon contact with the green light, and a soothing sensation, like being soaked in warm water, made him involuntarily want to groan softly.

of course.

The healing power of the Firefly Grass can only heal external injuries and soothe some fatigue; it has no real effect on the weakness caused by using the Demon Transformation.

"Okay, the wound has healed."

Looking at the little grass that was still trying to release its power, Huang said softly.

This is an exceptionally gentle little monster.

The reason he was able to take on one difficult task after another was largely due to the presence of Xiaocao.

Because she's more skilled than any medical ninja!

"But."

The girl looked up and murmured.

She could clearly sense that the Onmyoji in front of her was still very weak, and her own power seemed insufficient to dispel his weakness.

"That's really good."

Huang raised his arm and gently rubbed the little guy's head.

Thank you, all this time.

"Go back and rest first."

he added.

A little further away.

The aloof snow woman silently withdrew her gaze, her expression still cold and inscrutable, lost in thought.

However, when Huang tried to recall her as well, she unusually showed a willingness to resist.

As for the terracotta warriors, they are like ancient, immovable giant rocks, faithfully fulfilling their duties.

These are the four demons that Huang has summoned so far.

It combines four functions: offense, defense, curse, and healing.

"Terracotta warrior, could you please carry me on your back?"

“Take me back to that place.”

The weakened Ara could not disobey the Snow Maiden and could only give up on recalling her. At the same time, he gave orders to the terracotta warriors on the side, but his voice suddenly turned cold when he mentioned that place.

"Yes, Master."

The stench of blood was not masked by the rotting soil and the fragrant giant trees.

Aburame Ryoma's blood and dismembered body were splattered everywhere.

That guy truly lived up to his reputation as an elite member of the Aburame clan. Even though he had activated his demon form, doubling his speed and strength, he still had some trouble dealing with the strange insect controller.

That final, almost out-of-control will did not leave the opponent with a complete corpse.

Just as Huang was gently placed down by the terracotta warrior, he heard a soft sob.