The Uchiha's Path to the Top, Starting from Konoha

Chapter 201 War Slowdown

"The ninja world has an endless stream of trump cards. Continuing to send troops away from the Great Tomb of Nazarick is undoubtedly playing to one's own weaknesses against others' strengths."

As the four listened, Momonga spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, Sebastian's face lit up with joy, while Albedo's face showed a hint of resentment.

The beautiful succubus spoke up, "Lord Momonga, given the enemy's destructive power, if they were to enter the guild, they would undoubtedly cause immense damage to the guild's buildings. At that point..."

"If they dare to come, we'll turn the Great Tomb of Nazarick into a burial ground for the ninja world!"

Ainz interrupted, his voice filled with authority and seriousness, making the four of them picture Ainz sitting on the throne, exuding a dignified and domineering aura.

"And we will take over this continent, the ninja world across the sea, and this vast world!"

After turning off the communication magic, Ainz looked at Victim, a guardian of the eighth tier who had come to his side. Victim was the weakest in direct combat but had the strongest special skills and was known as the "Sacrificial Baby."

Its appearance is that of a 1-meter-long embryo with a long tail and a particularly bright pink skin.

It has an angelic halo above its head and dry, featherless wings on its back, and it mainly moves by flying.

Because Viktim has no neck, he needs to change the direction of his body to ensure his field of vision when looking around.

"Victim, are you ready?"

If it had a human face, Ainz knew that its expression would be very similar to its unscrupulous boss from before it time-traveled.

Is this also part of growing up? —The flying squirrel thought to itself.

But he didn't think he would become the kind of unscrupulous person who only oppresses others. The flying squirrel, wanting to make the consequences clear, muttered softly.

"Demiurge, Cocytus, and Pandora cannot be resurrected, and the specific reasons are still unknown."

Ainz Ooal Gown stared intently at Victim, who was floating in mid-air, and slowly said, "So, whether you commit suicide or are killed, you may not be able to be resurrected."

"Lord Momonga, please don't worry about it."

Victim, who understands that he was born to die and is proud that his death can be of use, is overjoyed by Ainz's heartfelt words.

"My life is dedicated to protecting the Great Tomb, and I feel immensely honored to contribute my strength to it!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, the flying squirrel made a decision: "The eighth floor is our final limit. We'll be counting on you then."

"Yes, sir, Momonga!"

With the angelic halo above his head shimmering slightly, Victim passed through the spatial portal and returned to the vast and dangerous eighth level of space.

"Everything is ready, we just need to wait for the ninja world to make its choice."

........................

The barrier around the Great Tomb slowly dissipated, and the sudden scene surprised Uchiha Hikaru and Uzumaki Mito.

"What does this mean?"

A sudden question lingered in everyone's mind, and finally all eyes were focused on Uchiha Wu'an.

Dim starlight spilled across the shattered battlefield, while the silvery moonlight reflected a scene of desolation and despair.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, making even breathing feel heavy and oppressive.

On the ground, shattered armor and weapons were scattered everywhere, telling the story of the ruthlessness and cruelty of this brutal war.

The charred trees that miraculously survived the ravages of war stood like ghosts, their branches twisted as if silently wailing.

The golden dragon's scales shimmered with a dim light. The once majestic creature was now just a cold corpse, its eyes empty and lifeless, and dragon blood trickling from its mouth.

The remains of demons were scattered across the battlefield, their twisted limbs and broken claws telling tales of their former ferocity and savagery.

The angel's wings lay scattered on the dust, their once pristine white feathers now stained with blood, stripped of their former holiness and radiance. A breeze blew, and the feathers fluttered gently, as if lamenting the angel's passing.

Shima and Fukasaku of Mount Myōboku gazed sadly at the devastated battlefield.

Tears welled in Shima's eyes as she gently stroked the two toad corpses, her children, Hiro and Ken, who had now closed their eyes forever.

Fukasaku's face was covered with wrinkles, and he looked much older in that instant. His hands trembled slightly, and his expression was extremely depressed.

The giant serpents that remained in Ryuchi Cave coiled to one side, a rare sorrow flickering in their cold-blooded eyes. Their low hisses echoed in the silent air, as if mourning every life that had perished on this land.

The Konoha Royal Ninja Army also suffered heavy casualties. The surviving ninjas looked bewildered, their eyes filled with endless grief and confusion.

Their comrades, friends, and loved ones are now cold corpses scattered across this battlefield. Those who once fought side by side are now nothing but endless memories and pain.

A young ninja knelt on the ground, his hands tightly gripping a broken kunai, tears silently streaming down his face.

Beside him was his best friend, whose cold body still bore the marks of being tortured by a demon!

Sakumo Hatake slumped his head, his eyes dimming considerably.

He had severed one of his arms from the undead's putrid poison, and the slug fairy's offspring was now attached to his body to treat it.

The intense pain made him furrow his brow, but he was unwilling, no, unable to utter a single groan.

At this point, being alive is already a blessing!

Might Guy, who often proclaims his youth, is probably just a fool with good fortune. He risked everything to unleash the Eight Gates with the Sixth Gate, and after being seriously injured and unconscious, he was saved by the Slug Sage. With the current medical technology in the ninja world, it wouldn't be difficult to cure him.

In the sky, several ghostly crows were already circling, emitting mournful cries, as if they were jubilant and preparing to swoop down and devour the souls scattered all over the ground.

A strong wind blew, stirring up dust and bloodstains on the ground. Uchiha Takeo looked around at the exhausted troops with a deep gaze.

Looking at the surface of the Great Tomb, which was no longer under defense, and sensing that the Great Tomb had lifted its spatial blockade, he roughly understood the flying squirrel's idea of ​​luring him into a trap. With a wave of his hand, the world turned upside down.

"Super-Tier Magic: Spatial Teleportation!"

Through the continuous enhancement of his spatial talent by [Tian Chang Li Zun], Uchiha Wu An quickly developed a super-level magic suitable for use by clones.

Suddenly, the world seemed to be turned upside down by an invisible hand, and everyone felt a blur before their eyes, as if the ground beneath their feet had lost its support.

The power of spatial teleportation silently transported them from the devastated battlefield to the royal court's ninja army's encampment.

(End of this chapter)