Naruto: The village was on the verge of bankruptcy, and I struck oil.

It's about fighting.

Everyone likes to watch it.

The problem is that the situation is too one-sided.

The undead puppet is just as fragile as Nasa; it collapses at the slightest touch.

The Yellow Sand Legion emerged unscathed.

This made everyone lose interest.

That's like having the plot spoiled for you before you even watch a movie.

What's the point then?

In the end, everyone stopped shouting.

"Come, come."

"Let's play Dou Dizhu!"

"Mahjong, we're one short."

"Let's have a barbecue!"

These guys are treating the battlefield like a summer camp.

The barbecue is all set up.

"Take a picture of the refrigerator and take the beer out of it."

"Military discipline forbids drinking alcohol during wartime."

Mu Feng's voice came from the sky.

"Give me a bottle."

The brain cells are powerful.

I can't stand such a boring scene either.

It's like a crazy AI beating a simple AI in spectator mode.

Without a little alcohol, a person can fall asleep.

Only puppets can endure this repetitive, mechanical, and monotonous killing.

Both sides are puppets.

At least the undead puppet can roar a couple of times for no reason.

Apart from the roar of weapons, the clatter of spears, and the sound of footsteps, the Yellow Sand Legion made no other noise.

In this silent battle, Gaara was the most enthusiastic among everyone present.

Gaara watched his army of yellow sands fight with the same enthusiasm as a child receiving a beloved toy for the first time.

I didn't feel bored or monotonous at all.

Mu Feng still felt sleepy even while drinking his ice-cold beer.

He simply lay down on the sun disc and slept.

"Gaara, call me when you're done."

Gaara stared at the desert ground without turning his head.

"Okay, teacher."

The undead puppet was pushed back dozens of meters.

Momonosuke was alarmed by his disheveled and powerless appearance.

"Black Charcoal, quickly summon Master Yuko."

Kazuma and Obito arrived at the castle tower.

Momonosuke pointed at the undead puppet army that was being pushed aside.

"Master Yuzi, are your puppet army any good?"

"Can we hold on?"

Kazuma was caught off guard by Gaara's Sand Army.

He himself is still very confident.

"My lord, if the Earth Release: Creation - Soil of the Dead technique doesn't exhaust the aura of death within the soil, my immortal puppet will not be destroyed."

"They will keep getting up and fighting!"

Kazuma looked towards the battlefield.

He excitedly pointed to the battlefield.

"My lord, you see the tide of battle has turned."

“My undead puppets rose up and surrounded them.”

Momonosuke and the others looked towards the battlefield.

The battlefield situation is different now than before.

The Yellow Sand Army continued its advance.

The undead golems' thick formation was dented by the attack.

There are tens of thousands of undead puppets.

After the Yellow Sand Legion of more than 3,000 men broke in, they were gradually surrounded by the Undead Puppet Legion.

The scattered undead golems behind them reassembled, and new undead golems surrounded them.

As Kazuma said, the breath of death in the soil never fades.

His undead puppet army is immortal.

The besieged Huangsha Legion also changed its formation.

The soldiers in the yellow sand formation held up their spears and formed a circle to protect the outer perimeter.

The Vajra Warrior then wielded a heavy hammer, smashing it down on their heads to kill the puppets.

The Gatling Bodhisattva and the Cannon Bodhisattva are firing outwards from inside.

Ants can kill an elephant.

Waves of demoralized undead puppets surged toward the Yellow Sand Legion.

The Yellow Sand Army is like a solid reef.

But the waves keep crashing.

There will always be loopholes.

One of the soldiers in the yellow sand had too many spears.

The puppets behind them climbed like trees.

The spear could not hold on and fell.

The soldiers in the yellow sand were immediately pounced on by the undead puppet.

The Vajra Warrior's heavy hammer slammed down without mercy.

The yellow sand soldiers, along with the undead puppet on his body, were pulverized.

Chapter 233 Life and Death, an endless cycle. We are born, they die.

The self-harming behavior of the Yellow Sand Army amused Momonosuke and his group.

Momonosuke: "Haha, you idiot, you big fool."

His expression changed instantly.

"Wow, Master Tamako, you're amazing."

"Once we defeat the Sand Ninja, I will reward you handsomely."

Kazuma: "Sir, just pay the balance."

The Akatsuki organization still keeps its word.

They don't mince words when they get paid.

Of course, there are also some scoundrels.

For example, Hidan.

They took the money, did one service, and then ran away.

A gap has been breached.

Then it quickly spread to the whole area.

The undead golems surged into the breach like a tide.

The scene was like a zombie apocalypse.

The undead golem climbed up the tall, yellow sand golem like it was climbing a tree.

The soldiers in the yellow sand around the gap either fell to the ground or were hammered to death by the Vajra Warriors after being covered by undead golems.

The Vajra Warrior's spherical body is fine.

The Gatling Bodhisattva and the Cannon Bodhisattva are covered in burly men.

The tiny puppets climbed up one by one like a human pyramid.

Even slapping the two Bodhisattvas with their palms had little effect.

He struck with his palm.

The undead puppet was swatted away.

He also suffered a cut on his own body.