On the cross.

Just right to trap the struggling demon to death.

Uchiha Itachi stood in front of him with a ninja sword in his hand and gently pierced his body.

"Ahhh!"

There is no difference.

In Uchiha Itachi's ears, the struggles, screams, and pain were all no different from the humble humans described by demons.

"demon."

"It seems to be nothing more than this, but... maybe this is just the lowest level of hell?!"

"The great devil you call Lord Asmodeus, and the... unspeakable King of Devils."

"Is it the same as you, or..."

Uchiha Itachi's pain experiment is continuing.

Ninja.

It is a group that only continues to act after it has information.

For Sasuke.

For Konoha.

In order to act in this new world, Uchiha Itachi needs to know more.

And in reality.

After a short moment, Kisame Inigangaki took action against the other demon bastards.

The same shark waved.

When Itachi Uchiha caused the unfortunate Mr. Demon to die an "unpleasant" death.

Kisame Kisaki was already sitting on top of the messy piles, talking about the latest big news in the Hell City.

"Lakyo!"

"The bounty is 100 million!"

Translated in terms of souls, that is a huge amount that would make the scalp of the ninja world go numb.

Kisame Kisaki thought.

"If Kakuzu were here, he would be extremely greedy."

"But... Itachi, a woman who can be resented by demons must be a truly good person."

"..."

Uchiha Itachi's silence.

Good guy!

This is really a cheap and hard-to-obtain word.

…

And at the same time.

This was a few streets away, in the eyes of people who were coerced by demons and forced into gambling.

There really is a poor "good man" who is selling his soul.

"Big big!"

"No, I lost again!"

Senju Hashirama pressed the dice cup, and the changes on his face were extremely wonderful.

From expectations.

After reaching the points on the different spectrum, the bitter melon face gradually elongated.

but……

Senju Hashirama recovered quickly.

He casually took off a bag of gold coins from his waist, threw it on the gaming table, and continued without a care.

"I'll be bigger this time!"

"hateful!"

"What's going on with this bastard? Why does he still have leverage?!"

The demon who was gambling with Senju Hashirama had already begun to look at each other, even a little dumbfounded.

The strong man disguised as a human showed a fierce expression.

"Boy, if you lose again, I will stake your soul on it!"

Verbal intimidation.

As well as the younger brothers gathered around the gambling table, the crowd surrounded Senju Hashirama.

"Why?!"

"Why, I still have a lot of money, don't you want to play?!"

Senju Hashirama still showed a harmless smile.

He dug around casually and threw out seven or eight bags, which made a heavy sound when they landed on the gaming table.

"Wow!"

"Who is this guy? Where did he get so many chips?!"

"Could it be..."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

None of them chose to escape. Devil's gambling games abound in the capital of hell.

I want to be wise and protect myself.

The best option is to play the role of a spectator in an ongoing gambling game.

This will allow them to survive a little longer.

"hey-hey."

"I come from the street in front, and some very fierce guys always want to fight me."

"You can see that this is also a way of gambling in your place?!"

"I won a lot!"

Senju Hashirama said cheerfully.

And in the money bag he opened, there were actually stacks of chips of large denominations.

Not the human soul.

But the evil beasts of hell and those demons without eyes!

Fight!

The most primitive bet of life and soul.

There is no technical content.

As for the wild beast-like natives who have little intelligence in the hell territory.

This is the easiest bet they can think of.

It seems now!

Since Senju Hashirama entered the capital of hell, he has met many "foolish people".

Instead of winning the soul of the Ninja God, they gave themselves away as bargaining chips.

Now.

It also became Senju Hashirama’s “capital” at the gambling table.

"Come on."

"Go on, I looked at it and the number written on your table is much different than what I have."

"I can still play for a long time."

Senju Hashirama's face was filled with a bright smile.

"..."

A few words of understatement omitted the killing involved.

Let's like Wen Dou!
To be continued...