Starting with rogue ninjas, building the insect kingdom.

Chapter 402 Ultimate Endurance King No. 2

"Ouch! The Fourth Kazekage is starting to slaughter everyone!" shouted the village chief of Hoshigakure, clearly trying to stir up trouble. In reality, they only needed to protect their heads and weren't afraid of the sandstorm attacks at all. At most, they would just get pierced through their bodies by the golden sand, which would hurt a little.

The same thing happened in the Land of Demons on the other side. Ding ding ding ding... The bull-headed demon of the Land of Demons stretched out his arms and held the three witches and priests firmly in his arms, his back transforming into hard iron armor.

This time, the three witches finally witnessed the true powerhouses of the ninja world. No wonder those ninjas before were called genin; they were simply too weak.

"So this is the true strength of ninjas from the outside world? It's terrifying! Sister Xiangzi, even with the combined strength of the three of us, we probably wouldn't be able to defeat them."

"Indeed, but there are so many dead souls here!" Xiangzi nodded in response, but her attention was more drawn to the dead souls scattered all over the place.

Most of these people died unjustly, so they carry resentment in their bodies and are unable to go to the Pure Land for a short period of time.

Ryoko chimed in, "Yeah, there must be at least several thousand."

Ran was a little speechless, so your focus wasn't on the battle between the strongest ninjas at all!

However, there are indeed quite a lot of these resentful souls. With so many souls heading to the Pure Land, it will probably cause overcrowding.

Finally, the three of them simultaneously took out the small gourds from their chests...

"Zhicheng-kun, your little witches are quite interesting!" Orochimaru couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

Aburame Shiki did not respond to him, but instead dodged the attacks of the leeches while dodging the golden sand rain.

With him taking the lead, the others followed suit. However, Yamanaka Inoichi, seeing him heading further and further away, called out to them, "Anko, Zhao Hui, come quickly! This place is no longer safe. Follow me and break through the encirclement to return to Konoha."

However, Anko only glanced at him before turning her head and running towards the Sound Village.

"I'm sorry, Lord Inoichi, I can't go back!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yamanaka Inoichi watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

Is Mitarashi Anko ultimately going to defect?

Sigh, Orochimaru's disciple really has a problem. I'm afraid she's been looking for an opportunity all these years.

Thinking of this, he no longer felt any sympathy for Anko. Before, he had felt sorry for the entire Mitarai clan, who were all loyal and brave, except for Anko, who had died. Now, seeing her defect, all that pity vanished.

"Aburame..." But as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that the other party did not pay any attention to him at all.

He covered his wound and smiled bitterly. He could barely protect himself and was unlikely to survive the battle, so how could he worry about others? It was ridiculous!

After figuring things out, he stopped caring and ran straight towards the Land of Fire. Every ninja he encountered, whether from Sunagakure or Amegakure, became his victims.

What enemies, what allies? Once he's dead, no one can say whatever they want.

He quickly broke through the encirclement, accompanied by two ninjas from Kirigakure.

"Thank you both. I wonder if your Hidden Mist Village has any plans to form an alliance with our Leaf Village?" Before leaving, Yamanaka Inoichi thanked him and suddenly brought up his own idea.

This wasn't a decision he made on a whim, but rather one he made after careful consideration along the way.

The ambush of Sunagakure by Amegakure is a harbinger of war. With Konoha's current weak strength, it is impossible for them to fight against a force of ten thousand on their own.

Once the ordinary civilian ninjas are exhausted, the Ino-Shika-Cho clan will likely be pushed onto the battlefield very soon.

So even if you don't care about Konoha, you have to care about your clan.

But what responded to him was a thin, long thread—a sewing needle. The steel needle at the front pierced through his body, and the thin, tough metal at the back cut through his internal organs, leaving his intestines ripped open.

Yamanaka Inoichi kept his head down, looking at his abdomen, blood seeping from his mouth. In his final moments, he thought of his daughter.

Before stopping, she waved to him, saying, "Dad, you must come back and bring me lots and lots of gifts..."

"Haha, you probably don't really think I'm helping you, do you?" Hozuki Mangetsu walked up to him, pulling the longsword from his body. "It's just my pledge to join the Akatsuki. I thought you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be so weak, not even as good as Zabuza!"

"I... Waaah..." Yamanaka Inoichi raised his hands, trying to crawl back, but ultimately fell heavily onto the sand and closed his eyes.

Zabuza Momochi stepped forward and kicked his body, finding that he was truly dead. He then unrolled the scroll and put his corpse inside.

"Lord Mangetsu, there are still two students from Konoha, should we...?"

"No need, they're just two minor characters."

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Returning our attention to the main battlefield, since Granny Chiyo's puppets were not very effective against these ink-like beings, she led the sealed-off people away after the seal ended, heading straight for the village.

Only this group of outsiders remained on the battlefield, joining forces with Lord Kazekage to fight against Nagashiki.

Of course, those outsiders were just going through the motions; they were actually just war correspondents. Some even transformed into battlefield cleaners, starting to perform rituals to help the souls of the dead find peace. But don't worry about what methods they used.

"Damn it, since the Golden Sand Rain isn't working, then watch my Golden Sand Three-Edged Pillar!"

The Fourth Kazekage's gold dust formed a cone in the air and crashed down, instantly piercing through the body of the Ten-Tails.

But soon, all the blood and ink began to flow back, and the severely injured parts were instantly smoothed out, only the size of the body was several times smaller.

At this moment, Fengying finally realized that there was a price to pay for the monster in the painting to survive.

That is to consume the life force of the blood that was previously absorbed, which is the ultimate secret of the Blood Ink Painting Technique.

While they maintain their immortality through blood upgrades, their actual defense is as weak as paper; even ordinary kunai can penetrate them.

However, small-scale attacks are not enough to truly kill him, because he has no fatal wounds. Therefore, we can only use large-scale, high-damage ninjutsu to wear him down little by little.

As the golden sand cubes fell one by one, the fake Ten-Tails instantly shrank to half its original size.

Finally, he couldn't even maintain his shape and turned into a puddle.

As the Ten-Tails disappeared, Changxin's body was also covered by golden sand, but there was still no trace of panic on his face.

"Changxin, die!" Luo Sha raised his hand and covered the figure with golden sand, then squeezed hard, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Something's wrong; this body is too soft, practically boneless.

"Damn it, it's a fake!"