It was an art of chopping and slashing. It was very wild!
The long saber was the baton of this art. The group of demons danced wildly, forming a beautiful dance.
"Death is in an instant."
The Undead Army fell in groups. In the blink of an eye, a large area of the surroundings had been cleared.
Yellow Spring's eyes were about to pop out. With a face full of anger, she shouted crazily,"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill him, all of you! It was impossible for an army of ten million to be helpless against a ninja!”
Under Netherworld's command, countless stone puppets gathered and approached Huang step by step.
Huang held two blades in his hands, and each slash could easily cut through the enemy.
Once, twice, thrice.
Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times.
It was as if he had entered an uninhabited land.
Unknowingly, they had already reached the center of the battlefield.
Killing like crazy!
However, there was a limit to one's strength. In an army of thousands, even the strongest person would collapse from exhaustion.
Was that really the case?
No, Huang had used his trump card, the lottery!
While he was gaining experience points from chopping wood, he was also constantly consuming experience points for the lottery draw.
Perhaps the system knew what Huang needed urgently. It did not have any other good items, but it had enough of all kinds of life-saving medicine.
Small Recovery Pill, Great Recovery Pill, Great Strength Vajra Pill, Super Soldier Grain Pill…
The various recovery potions he drew provided Huang with an endless supply of stamina.
Hence, the following scene appeared.
As he killed more and more Stone Puppets, Huang's attack range grew larger and larger. The Stone Puppets that crawled out of the ground gradually could not catch up to Huang's speed.
Upon seeing this scene, Netherworld was so angry that his entire body trembled. He kept summoning the spirit army. Netherworld shouted louder and louder, but the speed at which the stone puppets appeared became slower and slower.
One hour, two hours…
Time passed.
In the end, Netherworld's hoarse voice was still calling out. Her eyes were lifeless and filled with dispiritedness. A stream of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the ground, dyeing it red.
Even so, he was still shouting.
It called out to the sleeping undead in the distance, calling out to the endless abyss.
However, the abyss did not favor him.
Or, she whispered to him.
"Get lost, I don't have anyone else!"
No matter what the reason was, the number of Stone Puppets that appeared was decreasing. Huang, who had fallen into a state of madness, gradually came back to his senses. He stopped and walked to Yomi's side.
At this moment, Netherworld was already limp on the ground, unable to stand up.
Blood flowed from his mouth, and his throat was broken. Tiny tentacles kept repairing his throat, and he could vaguely hear Netherworld's cries.
"Can you call out some more? Underworld Necromancer!"
Huang squatted down and looked at Huang Quan's miserable defeat. His pale face asked expectantly.
His face was full of sincerity.
Yomi's eyes widened, and her eyes turned white. She let out a low growl, and her face was filled with unwillingness.
"I'm still short about 100,000…"
Huang did not know how much experience he had gained from chopping firewood.
Because he was nurturing himself through battle, while he obtained a large amount of wood-chopping experience, he also used up a lot of the lottery.
Huang was so excited that he forgot to count how many stone puppets he had killed.
It was too easy to be fascinated by chopping people.
The feeling of cutting grass was incomparably refreshing.
This was the happiness of a macheteman.
"Haha…"
Yomi was still trying to speak. At this moment, the remaining stone puppets were still approaching Huang. The Wangliang was cursing angrily in the seal of the underground palace.
What a disappointing thing. His body couldn't withstand so many troops before he could summon them.
Yomi didn't know the dark medical ninjutsu yet, so her self-healing ability wasn't strong. It was not easy for her to endure the power of the Moryo for such a long time.
"Can you still summon it?"
Huang asked excitedly when he saw Huang Quan panting.
He was still alive! He could still breathe!
He still needed 100,000 experience points to chop wood. If only he could continue to chop puppets, it would be as good as training.
There were still many unused recovery potions that he had obtained from the lottery.
100,000 was almost the amount of wood-chopping experience awarded by a Shadow Grade powerhouse.
Yellow Springs was not qualified.
Facing Huang's question again, Yomi's face turned red. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyeballs looked like they would explode in an instant.
"Can I?"
"Hah…"
The response was a low roar that broke through the wind.
"Pfft."
Huang stood up and released the sword. The sword fell and pierced through Yomi's head. Countless tentacles tried to pull the sword out, but when it came into contact with the poison on the blade, it burst into smoke.
This guy was useless.
Then go to hell!
In the end, Yellow Spring gave Huang close to 20,000 experience points for chopping firewood.
Elite Jounin still looked like he was about to die. If he was still alive and kicking, the reward would have been even higher.
"Next, if we take care of the Wangliang, it should be enough for one million.”
Huang muttered.
He was quite satisfied that he could complete the third phase of the firewood chopping mission.
Just as he executed Netherworld, Maitreya suddenly appeared and looked at Huang with excitement.
She had been hiding in the dark since Huang started fighting the Stone Puppet. After she found out that Huang could deal with the Undead Army, she finally confirmed her target.
Uchiha was the savior of the Ghost Country!
…………
Seeing everything in front of him, from the moment he drew the Brilliant Sword to the moment he killed the Yellow Springs, Maitreya saw with his own eyes the Undead Army recorded in the ancient books disintegrate under the crazy hacking of the two swords.
One person, two blades, left a great shock in Maitreya's heart.
The once insufferably arrogant demonic creature was like a clown in front of him. It could only continuously scream and wail.
In contrast, this thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth shone with a golden light in her eyes.
As the stone puppet fell, his heart became more and more excited. In the end, he could not help but run out.
He was the hope of the Ghost Country.
The only hero who saved her and her daughter.
For his daughter to live a stable life in the future, for the peace and tranquility of the country of ghosts, and for the people to not have to live in fear, Maitreya was willing to give up everything.
He was not afraid of himself! She was also willing.
In her heart, her daughter was heaven, and the country of ghosts was earth. She was willing to sacrifice herself for heaven and earth.
"Brilliant Sovereign!"
Maitreya ran over quickly. After discovering that Huang could cause damage to the Wangliang, he was so excited that his chest could not calm down for a long time.
Huang turned around and looked at the person who had just arrived.
"What's the matter? Why are you here again?"
Huang was a little speechless. The person he was protecting was always ignoring his own safety. Wasn't he deliberately making him fail the mission?
Uchiha Weitake, this kid, didn't keep an eye on her!
Yomi did not cause any injuries to Uchiha Weasel. It was just that Chakra had been severely exhausted under the siege of the stone puppet and Yomi. It would recover after a period of time.
"Where's Uchiha Weasel? Where was he? Why didn't I follow you! I'll teach him a lesson. The most perfect ninja, and he even lost his mission target.”Huang asked.
Looking at Maitreya's excited expression, he thought that Maitreya had something to say and decided to calm her down.
He pulled Weasel out to take the blame.
At this moment, Weasel was beside him, so he pretended not to notice.
This was Huang's first time leading a team on a mission. It was his first time being a team leader ever since he was born.
It was an S-rank mission, and it was extremely important. How could he be careless?
Ever since he found out that Maitreya had rushed to the battlefield from the shrine, Huang realized his mistake. Someone had to follow the employer for this kind of escort mission.
He was aware of this before, but his team was small, and the shrine was very safe. Itachi's intelligence showed that the target of all the traitors was not the shrine maiden, so he ignored this point.
Huang was worried that Maitreya would be angry because of this, so he immediately pulled Weasel out.
He had to ensure that the employer was satisfied! He could not be emotional and ease the relationship with his employer.
"I'm here…"
Weasel's faint voice came from behind the two of them.
This Huang was really despicable!
Weasel didn't believe that with his senses, he didn't know that he was already behind them, but he still said this.
He must have done it on purpose.
Weasel could even feel Huang's smile.
"Don't lose him next time."
Huang pretended to reprimand him.
It was a great feeling to be able to make the young clan leader of Uchiha, the genius of Kiba, and the ferret god in many people's eyes take the blame.
The process of training Uchiha Weasel began now.
Now, Weasel was the scapegoat.
Weasel was indeed gifted. He did a good job taking the blame for the first time.
There was no need to remind him. They were very tacit.
He replied and retreated silently.
First, they would start from working together. In a team, there would always be a black face and a white face. One would take the blame, and the other would take the credit.
Huang's painstaking training had just begun. He would enjoy the reward alone and take half of the credit. He would lower Weasel's sense of honor towards the village and cultivate his noble sentiment of treating money as dirt. He would bear all the hardships by himself.
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