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Just as Jiraiya led the allied forces of demons to the edge of the forest, a disheveled toad spirit with orange-red skin and black spots stumbled out from the edge of the forest.

Its armor was tattered and torn, its body was covered in wounds, and some parts even had pustules oozing black liquid. Parts of its skin were also stained black, as if it had been poisoned and was about to die.

It seemed completely unconcerned about what had happened to it, and upon seeing Jiraiya, it immediately waved its hands and barked loudly.

"Lord Jiraiya, you've finally arrived!"

We're about to reach our breaking point!

Jiraiya, who had been wearing a nonchalant smile, suddenly changed his expression and appeared in front of the toad spirit.

"Gamakichi, what exactly happened? When we contacted each other three hours ago, didn't you say everything was normal and the front line was stable?"

Naturally, he subconsciously reached out to grab the toad's shoulder, but when he glanced at the pustules and blackened skin on the toad's body, a moment of hesitation flashed across his face, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

He was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to extend his hand or retract it, and stood awkwardly frozen in mid-air.

Gamakichi was completely unaware of Jiraiya's inner turmoil; he looked panicked and seemed not yet to have calmed down from the chaos.

"It's Orochimaru! He's here! We can't stop him! He suddenly appeared! Many of our clansmen have died in an instant!"

"Gamachū, Sarutobi...stop him..."

Gamakichi's words were incoherent and his speech was fragmented, but Jiraiya still understood them.

Just as he was about to say something.

A sudden commotion arose from the forest.

Immediately afterwards, a group of disheveled toad spirits and ape monsters hurriedly fled from the forest.

Their expressions were panicked, their armor was incomplete, and most of them didn't even have weapons in their hands. They looked like deserters who had completely abandoned their armor and weapons.

Jiraiya's expression immediately darkened.

The reinforcements had just arrived when their own army was already fleeing to the doorstep in defeat. The guests had witnessed their pathetic state, which was extremely embarrassing.

Fortunately, Jiraiya was thick-skinned. He quickly and casually stopped the defeated soldiers and began to ask them about the battle.

From these deserters, Jiraiya learned that the battle situation was far from optimistic.

Orochimaru's sudden appearance was like a nuclear weapon, crashing heavily onto the battlefield. In less than an hour, the allied demon forces were routed.

The battle line has now been pushed to the edge of the Death Forest, and all their previous efforts have been in vain.

Upon learning of the situation, Jiraiya immediately returned to Kato Megumi and Xu Ming's side.

“Amaterasu Shrine Maiden, we’re afraid we’ll have to wait a while before we can get you to the core of the array.”

Jiraiya looked at Kato Megumi with a serious expression.

"Is it because the Nine-Tails has awakened?"

Kato Megumi's eyes sparkled.

Jiraiya nodded, a wry smile on his face.

"I'm afraid so. Orochimaru is deliberately stalling for time..."

As everyone was chatting, a huge figure suddenly flew out of the forest and crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

It was a large toad, about two stories tall, wearing armor, holding a knife and shield, with an orange-red body and tiger-striped spots on its skin.

The toad also wore a string of Buddhist prayer beads around its neck, with a round jade plaque in the middle of the beads bearing a large character for "loyalty".

"Toad Loyalty!"

Jiraiya immediately shouted.

Hama Zhong immediately got up from the ground, and a very human-like apology appeared on the huge toad's face.

"I'm very sorry, Jiraiya-sama, I failed to stop that man."

Jiraiya quickly comforted it.

"It's alright, I'm just glad you're okay."

Suddenly, Jiraiya's expression changed, becoming serious as he stared intently into the forest.

"Isn't this Jiraiya? Old friend, long time no see."

A deep, slippery voice came, sounding like a venomous snake slowly crawling around you, making you feel disgusted and chilled.

Chapter 450 The War Between the Snake, the Frog, and the Monkey (Part 1)

Orochimaru!

Jiraiya's face turned ashen as he gritted his teeth and spat out the name.

Soon, a man with long hair, dressed in an effeminate ninja outfit, possessing a delicate demeanor and ashen skin, strolled out of the forest.

Behind her was a massive army of snake demons, fully armed and with human bodies and snake heads.

Compared to the defeated and disorganized monster alliance, the snake demon army exuded a chilling aura the moment they appeared, and the deserters were immediately terrified.

With just one glance, Xu Ming could clearly sense the vast difference between the two armies.

These snake demons look much better equipped.

He was clad in dark, fine iron armor and wielded two swords, their blades gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

Their expressions were cold and hard, their golden snake eyes icy and merciless.

They were like a group of ruthless killing machines.

Compared to them, the combined forces of the toad and ape tribes were simply a ragtag army.

From equipment to morale, the monster alliance was utterly crushed by the snake demon army.

From this perspective, the defeat of the demon alliance may not have been solely Orochimaru's achievement.

Knowing that time was of the essence and that the other party was deliberately delaying, Jiraiya had no intention of reminiscing and immediately gave the order in a loud voice.

"attack!"

At the same time, he forcefully waved a bright red military-style fan, which he had somehow obtained, toward the snake demon army.

"Whoa whoa!"

The toad-ape alliance immediately raised their weapons and clashed against each other, shouting as they charged towards the snake demon army, led by the warriors at the front.

Orochimaru curled his lip and a cold smile appeared on his face.

He raised his hand and casually waved it forward.

The snake demon army immediately sprang into action upon hearing the commotion, marching in orderly formation to meet the allied demon forces.

A hint of worry flashed in Xu Ming's eyes.

Even an amateur like him could see that, compared to the scattered monster alliance, this group of snake demons was like a precise and meticulous machine.

Cold weapon warfare is not only about weaponry and equipment, but also about training and discipline.

The monster alliance was clearly no match for them.

Under Xu Ming's somewhat worried gaze, the two sides collided fiercely like two waves.

Although it was just a village-level brawl, there were still nearly a thousand monsters involved. Such a large-scale battle with so many monsters on one battlefield is a scene that can only be seen in Taiga dramas.

But after a while, Xu Ming's eyebrows involuntarily furrowed together.

Before the stalemate had even lasted a few minutes, the battle had already turned one-sided.

On the battlefield.

A toad spirit stabbed the snake demon in front of it with a short knife.

clang!

The short sword sliced ​​across the surface of the snake demon's armor, sending sparks flying, before sliding off without causing any damage.

A cruel glint flashed in the snake demon's vertical pupils.

It raised its twin swords high and slashed down hard at the toad demon's head.

The toad demon quickly raised his shield and held it over his head.

Swish!

The snake demon's twin blades sliced ​​through the toad demon's shield and arm with ease, as if cutting through tofu.

The twin blades, their momentum undiminished, slashed down on the toad demon's head, leaving two deep, bone-revealing, fatal wounds.

The toad demon let out a miserable cry, and red and white substances gushed out from its wound. It collapsed to the ground and soon died.

Not far away, another ape demon was also engaged in a life-or-death struggle with a snake demon.

This ape monster has a long, narrow scar on its left eye, which runs right through the middle of its left eye, turning it into a one-eyed monster.

This is the badge of the battle-hardened ape monster.

It had fought the snake demon countless times and was highly experienced.

After only one or two exchanges, it quickly discovered that the snake demon's armor was exceptionally sturdy, and that it would be difficult for its weapons to cut through it.

So the monkey demon, contrary to his usual behavior, deliberately bumped into the snake demon's arms. Before the snake demon could react, he thrust his katana into the snake demon's heart through the gap under his armor!

'Finally got it...'

The monkey monster couldn't help but let out a long breath.

But it soon discovered that the snake demon, whose heart had been pierced, did not fall down, but instead gave it a contemptuous sneer.

The expression on its face seemed to mock its futile struggle.

The ape-like monster was startled, a sense of foreboding rising within it.

Simata!

The snake demon, whose heart had been pierced, did not die immediately. Instead, it acted as if nothing had happened and immediately swung its knife at the snake demon.

The monkey demon tried to draw his katana, but the snake demon clamped it tightly between his legs.

Swish!

A cold, sharp light flashed by, and a monkey's head, its face contorted with resentment, flew into the air, blood gushing from the headless corpse like a fountain.

Such scenes were constantly playing out across the battlefield.