Chapter 70

Fugaku's hands formed Hand Seals rapidly, taking a Deep Breath.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!" He violently spat out a massive fireball, which howled as it charged toward the guards ahead.

The fireball traced a Bright arc through the air, instantly Devouring a large group of guards.

Fugaku slowly exhaled a breath; although these guards had low combat power, the chakra consumed wave after wave was real indeed.

"Since this is a Tower, our objective is clear," Orochimaru surveyed the surroundings, a glint flashing in his eyes, "The Tower Top is our destination."

Fugaku's expression was grave: "That guy calling himself Gerald should be waiting for us there."

"Suits me perfectly," the corner of Orochimaru's mouth curved upward slightly: "I'd like to see what this so-called 'master' is capable of."

Voice Not Fall, a burst of orderly Footsteps sounded from the end of the Corridor. A new batch of guards, weapons in hand, advanced toward them with heavy steps.

A cold glint flashed in Orochimaru's eyes, his hands rapidly formed Hand Seals, and he shouted in a low voice: "Summoning Ninjutsu: Ten Thousand Snakes Net Formation!"

Voice just fell, he violently opened his mouth, and in an Instant, countless venomous snakes surged out from his mouth like a gushing spring. The snake swarm was dense, blotting out the sky, like a living waterfall Pouring Down in all directions.

"Attack! Attack!!!" the Guard Captain Shouted Loudly, his voice carrying Fear impossible to conceal.

The guards raised their Magic Wands, colorful Magic Light Beams shooting toward the snake swarm.

However, these attacks were a mere drop in the bucket before the sky-covering snake swarm; in the blink of an eye, the guards were swallowed by the sea of snakes, letting out miserable shrieks.

As the final shriek disappeared amid the hissing of the snake swarm, the snakes surged into the surrounding Passage Maze like a tide, rapidly dispersing.

Simultaneously, Orochimaru's hands formed Hand Seals again, a look of focus flashing in his eyes.

In an instant, countless scenes flooded his mind; through the snakes' perspective, Orochimaru immediately grasped every branch route of the surrounding passages.

"This way." Orochimaru said in a low voice, signaling Fugaku to follow.

Fugaku nodded, and the two swiftly slipped into a dim passage; their steps were light, breathing slowed, trying not to make any sound.

Soon, they reached a fork. Orochimaru barely hesitated, directly choosing the left passage. Fugaku followed close behind.

Just as they stepped into the new passage, dense Footsteps suddenly came from the right. The sound approached from afar; clearly a squad of guards was passing by.

"Truly a convenient Ninjutsu," Fugaku said while running, his Tone carrying a hint of admiration, "Worthy Of you, Orochimaru."

The corner of Orochimaru's mouth curved upward slightly: "This is just a basic Skill," he replied in a low voice, "In this environment, perception ability is even more important."

The two continued advancing along the passage; the slope gradually increased, clearly they were ascending toward the higher levels of the Tower.

Behind them, pairs of hidden eyes kept surfacing in the passage, staring fixedly at Orochimaru and Fugaku.

Meanwhile, in the Room at the Tower Top.

Gerald was intently watching the two figures in the Crystal Ball.

In the air before him, scenes kept flashing, clearly displaying the moments when Orochimaru and Fugaku formed Hand Seals.

Gerald narrowed his eyes, his Tone carrying a hint of interest: "Interesting, using Hand Seals instead of a Magic Circle to mobilize Magic Power? I've heard people did this in ancient times, didn't expect the inheritance to still exist today."

The woman standing to the side spoke: "Why not just mobilize the surrounding guards to encircle and annihilate them?"

Gerald did not answer immediately, instead walking slowly to a Chessboard.

Five pieces were placed on the Chessboard; two were miniaturized Orochimaru and Fugaku, while the other side held Gerald's piece, with three other pieces guarding beside it.

He gently stroked the pieces, a smile curving his lips: "Banjiu, you must understand, since it's a game, it can't be that simple and crude. Otherwise it'd be too boring, wouldn't it?" Speaking, Gerald picked up two pieces and placed them before the pieces representing Orochimaru and Fugaku.

A look of anticipation flashed in his eyes: "Let me see how far they can break through." —— Orochimaru and Fugaku were advancing carefully in the passage when suddenly, a burst of powerful music rang out. An extremely piercing melody reverberated in the narrow passage, as if to tear the air apart.

And suspended above the passage was the marker for the second stage.

"This is." Fugaku Frowned and Whispered, but his voice was almost drowned by the music.

Orochimaru, meanwhile, slightly narrowed his eyes, his tongue unconsciously licking his lips, and walked forward.

The passage suddenly widened, an extremely spacious Circular Room appearing before them.

In the exact Center of the Room, a man with Long Hair scattered behind him faced away from them; Deafening music continuously emanated from his body.

Next Second, the man slowly turned; Fugaku and Orochimaru instantly went Stark Wide Eyes.

Only to see his messy black hair falling to his waist, his face painted with exaggerated white greasepaint, heavy black smoky makeup around his eyes, and lips painted bright red.

He wore a leather jacket studded with spikes, and held an exaggeratedly shaped Electric Guitar in his hand.

The man suddenly threw back his head and let out a sharp, piercing howl. He violently stuck out his tongue, madness Shining in his eyes.

"Guests! Welcome to Hell's concert!" he Shouted Loudly with a hoarse, manic voice, "Are you ready?!"

Orochimaru and Fugaku involuntarily Retreated a step; facing this bizarre scene, even they felt a hint of discomfort.

"Listen well! Trash!" The man violently strummed the guitar strings, emitting a burst of piercing noise. "This time the lead singer is from the Assassin Guild's Three Crows — Vidalus!!"

"Assassin Guild?" Orochimaru's Tone carried a hint of wariness.

"That's right, pretty boy!" Vidalus grinned widely, revealing a mouthful of sharp Teeth.

"Don't lump me together with those play-house waste guilds outside! Dozens of Guild Magician lives are on my hands! Every single one sent to Hell by music!"

Hearing "dozens of lives," Orochimaru and Fugaku exchanged a glance involuntarily, both their expressions instantly becoming extremely subtle.

Vidalus Noticed their reaction and instantly burned with rage; he gritted his teeth and roared: "Don't believe it, huh! Then let you witness it!"

Vidalus frantically strummed the guitar strings; piercing noise reverberated in the Room.

His gaze swept back and forth between Orochimaru and Fugaku, the corner of his mouth twisting into a ferocious smile:

"Which one to choose? The Hell Demon's moment of choice has arrived!"

The instant the opponent's voice fell, Orochimaru and Fugaku sensed danger simultaneously; the two reacted almost at the same time.

Orochimaru violently stepped forward, shouting low: "Hidden Shadow Multi-Snake Hand!"

In an Instant, dozens of venomous snakes shot from his sleeves, like arrows leaving the bowstring lunging at Vidalus.

Simultaneously, Fugaku's fingers rapidly shifted, forming a complex Hand Seal: "Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!"

However, the moment the two launched their attacks, Vidalus suddenly pointed his finger at Fugaku.

"It's you!" he laughed maniacally and shouted, madness Shining in his eyes, "Rock Dream Nightmare!"

Hum! Voice Not Fall, a purple-black Magic Circle instantly surfaced on the guitar.

A bizarre melody erupted from his guitar. Sound waves surged toward Fugaku like something tangible, as if invisible ripples were undulating through the air.

(Chapter End)