"Drink—ah!"
Right after that, Kairen shouted loudly, a powerful aura bursting from his body, shaking the chess pieces on the board until they shattered.
Kairen patted his own red battle armor: "To battle!"
His body carried a momentum capable of resisting ten thousand enemies. That confident expression made the Kazahana daimyō freeze.
This young man isn't planning to block an army of a hundred thousand all by himself, is he?!
Kairen kicked the Wolon lying beside him: "Get up, my Iron-Eater Beast, follow me to battle!"
"Mm~"
Wolon rolled over once, continuing to lie flat and sleep.
Kairen lifted it up, quietly controlling the curse mark on Wolon's body. Natural energy rushed into its body, and it slowly grew larger.
In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-tall Iron-Eater Beast appeared inside the room.
Kairen stood on Wolon's back, arms folded across his chest, his entire body carrying a faint Uchiha Madara-like aura, like Madara-sama standing atop the Nine-Tails back in the day.
"Wolon, move out!"
"Mm~"
Wolon sat down on its butt, then lay flat again.
The grand atmosphere Kairen had built up was completely ruined by Wolon. The chubby bear sprawled on the ground, refusing to move.
Kairen lowered his head and glanced at Miroku, Koyuki, and the others' puzzled gazes.
Koyuki asked innocently, "Kairen, what are you doing?"
Kairen, furious, made a bamboo pole appear in his hand, with a golden bamboo shoot hanging from its tip.
"Mm~ (๑＞＜๑）"
Wolon saw it and started to crawl up.
Kairen jumped onto Wolon's back: "Wolon, let's go!"
"Mm~"
Wolon, lured by the bamboo shoot, finally obeyed Kairen's commands and stretched out its two paws to grab the bamboo shoot.
Step by step, Kairen dangled it ahead to lure Wolon forward.
Every time Wolon was about to grab the bamboo shoot, Kairen flicked the fishing rod forward, never letting it touch.
One man and one bear charged wildly through the daimyō residence, and in a flash, they burst out of the house.
Ahead was a wall—Wolon rammed forward fiercely and easily smashed it apart.
In that instant, cold blades glimmered like the bright moon against Kairen's face. An endless crowd had surrounded the daimyō residence.
"Release!" a cold shout rang out.
Kairen looked ahead. There was a military formation. The warriors held flaming arrows, drew their bows, and shot upward toward the sky above the daimyō residence.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Tens of thousands of arrows, each carrying flames, streaked across the sky like fiery meteors.
Kairen took a deep breath. Chakra surged through him like the ocean. He formed hand-seals with both hands:
"Wood Release: Super Wood Shield Wall!"
A massive wooden shield wall rose out of thin air, blocking above the daimyō residence and stopping the raging fire-arrows.
"For you!"
Kairen handed the bamboo shoot to Wolon, then grew a pair of wings and flew into the sky, landing atop the wooden shield wall, which was as large as a small mountain.
He looked down. In the night, streaks of firelight rose from below like fire dragons, filling more than ten streets.
A sea of people—all armored, all carrying cold weapons—fully armed to the teeth. There were also large ballistae, catapults…
Every form of large cold-weapon siege machinery could be found below.
Kairen's Byakugan found the Fire Daimyō in the center of the formation.
The man wore a tall hat and held a small fan covering half his face, returning to that same eerie yin-yang demeanor he always had.
A group of ninjas surrounded him for protection. A warrior general stood beside the Fire Daimyō and said,
"Daimyō-sama, you can rest assured! With so many of us, how could we possibly lose to a single man?!"
Hearing this, the Fire Daimyō let out a breath of relief. He looked up at Kairen standing on the wooden shield wall, and smiled darkly.
"These damned ninja… truly a pack of ungrateful wolves. They killed my wife and children, humiliated me in public, and occupied my residence."
"If I don't teach him a bloody lesson… these ninja will really think they rule this world."
"Transmit my order—capture that brat alive. I want to torture him for a lifetime!"
"Yes, Daimyō-sama!"
Kairen smiled downward, then snapped his fingers. Several shadow clones appeared—it was Shan and his underlings.
They set up cameras, ready for Kairen's performance.
Acting cool without a camera is like being wealthy but never returning to your hometown—glory wasted in the dark.
Kairen looked down. His cold gaze locked onto the Fire Daimyō in the very center. His cold voice echoed outward: "Daimyō-sama, why is this? Do you intend to kill me, Kairen?"
The Fire Daimyō sneered: "I'm going to give you rule-breaking ninja a bloody lesson—show you who truly owns this continent!"
Kairen stretched out his hand and pointed at the army below.
"You mean these pieces of trash?"
Kairen unleashed mass taunt instantly, and the warriors below immediately stiffened with anger.
Kairen folded his arms and mocked again: "Relying on a group of ordinary people to kill me, Moku Kairen? How naïve!"
"But understandable. After all, you're just a fool—a fool who feeds on blood in your mundane world. How could you possibly understand the ninja world?"
The Fire Daimyō was furious, crushing his fan.
"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!"
That Sasuke-like aura leaking from Kairen didn't just drive the Fire Daimyō mad—the warriors were also grinding their teeth in rage.
In an instant, the sound of ten thousand arrows tearing through the air rang out. Countless cold arrows flew upward.
Kairen stood with arms folded, not taking the warriors' attacks seriously at all.
"Crawlers groveling in the gutter—how could this possibly hurt me?!"
Thousands of sharp arrows pierced through Kairen's body, turning him into a sieve.
"Ding!"
"The warrior army dealt 500 damage to you!"
Seeing Kairen neither dodge nor resist, letting himself be engulfed by arrows, the Fire Daimyō burst into loud laughter.
"Hahaha… idiot! Do you see? This is the power of authority! I can mobilize a hundred thousand—no, even a million warriors!"
"Even if you're the strongest in the ninja world, I can exhaust you to death! I'll show you what human-wave tactics truly are!"
It seemed the Fire Daimyō had invented a new type of Release—Meat Release.
"Daimyō-sama, something's wrong!" the warrior general said.
He pointed upward. A cloud of smoke had appeared—strangely—like ninja trickery.
The Fire Daimyō looked up. The enormous wooden shield wall had not been pierced by the arrows.
The smoke slowly condensed into a young man wearing red armor, face expressionless.
Kairen continued to mock: "See? I told you—you're just a bunch of ants, not even mice."
"You'll never understand how powerful a ninja truly is."
"Damned brat!" The Fire Daimyō roared, then waved his hand: "Attack!"