Konoha's Infinite Clone

Daming Mansion, Country of Grass

Although the Country of Grass is a small country, and is located in the middle of two big countries, it is destined not to rise because of its geographical location, so this country is generally poor.

But after all, this is the capital of a country, and the Daming Mansion is where the ruling daimyo of the Kingdom of Grass lives, so it naturally has a splendor that is incompatible with other places.

In the tall palace, there are countless ringing wind chimes. When the breeze blows, these wind chimes will play a moving song in harmony with the sound of the wind, seeming to praise the great name for his merits.

Several buildings arched the central hall like stars holding the moon. It looked majestic and majestic. It was the daimyo's room. It was so resplendent that it didn't look like he was the king of a small country.

To a certain extent, no matter how backward and corrupt the rulers are, the enjoyment that the rulers should have is still common. Taking this palace as an example, I am afraid that the Daming Palace of the five major countries is nothing more than this.

It's just that where the daimyo should have been sitting, his figure was no longer there, replaced by a green demon. At this time, Piccolo had returned to his original appearance, and the characteristics after the eight demonic energies were gathered disappeared. After all,

Such a body is a bit large and bloated, and is not suitable for entering a city where humans live.

"Master Demon King, I am willing to surrender on behalf of the Kingdom of Grass, Lord Demon King." The Daimyo of the Kingdom of Grass, who was supposed to be the master here, knelt down humbly and said in fear, "I am willing to provide supplies, intelligence, and information for your army.

Kusagakure, I will dedicate all of them to you, and beg the Demon King to spare my life!"

"Materials? Intelligence? Ninja?" Piccolo sneered, "These are all irrelevant things. Sooner or later, this world will be in the possession of this demon king. You just need to show your most stupid side in front of me.

Fooling is enough."

"Yes, yes, Lord Demon King's army is unparalleled in the world. I think we will be able to defeat the five major countries soon. We, the Country of Grass, are willing to be your vanguard. Although they are all idiots, they can also help your cause."

Ah, sir."

"Are all humans like you?" Piccolo snorted and said coldly, "Get out, you have nothing to do now."

"Yes, thank you Lord Demon King for not killing me!"

Although he wanted to run out immediately, the daimyo was afraid that something wrong would offend the demon king, so he exited the room step by step. After exiting, he could no longer suppress the panic and fright, and rolled down the steps in a hurry.

Go down.

"Ouch~ You losers, come and help me!"

As soon as he said the words, he remembered that he was no longer what he used to be. He was no longer the lofty name he used to be. He could only stand up dejectedly and patted himself.

"Hey...it really hurts."

After falling down a two-meter-high staircase, he still only felt a slight headache. He should be grateful that this was the ninja world, and he should also be grateful to himself for exercising his body and cultivating chakra in the past.

"That's... isn't that Cao Yin's inaction?"

While he was beating his waist, he inadvertently saw a man wearing a brown-red robe. As a daimyo, it was impossible for him to know everyone under his command, but he still knew high-ranking officials like Wuwei with military power.

.

(What is he here for? Could it be that Kusagakure has completely fallen?)

Even though he was submissive in front of Piccolo before, in fact, he never thought about staying here for the rest of his life. He was already ready to escape before the demons arrived, but the Holy Lord was too fast.

He had already arrived before he could escape.

But he also sent two ninjas to sneak out before he realized it, and he only wanted to join forces with Kusakakuri Yinggai to kill him in one fell swoop.

In his imagination, although the strength of the demons was terrifying, it was a bit difficult to contribute to such a large country as the Grass Country in an instant.

But the appearance of Wuwei at this moment made him feel a little uneasy. He could no longer care about the pain and crawled out of the main hall. After making sure that no one was following him, he ran to the secret residence that had been designed long ago.

When he opened the door, the first thing he saw was his confidant with a pale face. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time, his heart was in his throat in the next moment.

"Daimyo..." His face was ashen, as if these words exhausted all his strength, "The country of grass...is dead..."

The country of grass...is dead...

Like a bolt from the blue, the Daimyo immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to speak a word...

After a long time, he got up crazily, grabbed his confidant by the collar and roared, he was questioning, he wanted to vent!

"You are talking nonsense! The Kingdom of Grass covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, has a hundred thousand people under its control, and a large number of ninjas. How could it be so easily occupied by the demons? You are lying! You are deceiving the emperor!"

At the end of the speech, he couldn't help but choked up. Thinking about it, he knew in his heart that what his confidant said was true, but he couldn't accept it in his heart.

"I have used the communication technique to contact each city. All of them are under the supervision of the demons. Currently, the Kingdom of Grass is already a kingdom of demons."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. This was his motherland. His glory and wealth all came from here. His friends and family were also here. At this moment, they all disappeared into nothingness, just like the sky.

The floating clouds were swept away by the strong wind.

"...It's over, everything is over..." the Daimyo of Grassland murmured

Under the huge impact, he, who had always been pampered, couldn't accept it.

"No! We still have hope, we still have a chance!" The confidant said fiercely, "The Fire Country and the Earth Country will not give up on us. We, the Grass Country, are sandwiched between them and have suffered a lot from them in the past.

Humiliation, now it’s time for them to do something for the Country of Grass!”

"You, what are you going to do?!" The daimyo was a little scared, but the anger in his heart made him ask this question involuntarily.

"Tell the demons all our information about the Kingdom of Earth and the Kingdom of Fire, and help them deal with the Kingdom of Fire and the Kingdom of Earth, so that even if the daimyo of these two countries are unwilling, they will have their ninjas declare war on the demons.

At that time, we will just wait for them to lose both sides, and afterwards we can say that we were just forced by the demons." He said viciously, like an evil ghost crawling out of the Nine Netherworlds of Hell, which made people shudder.

"Well, this won't cause public outrage, right?" The daimyo was still a little hesitant, but after seeing his confidant acting like a devil who chooses others to devour, he couldn't help but be infected. His face soon became distorted, and he nodded heavily.

"Just do it! In the past few decades, they have been restricting our Country of Grass and guarding against our rise. Now that our Country of Grass is in trouble, they can't stand by and watch!"

Seeing that the daimyo had made the decision, his confidants were overjoyed and added a little more fire: "According to the information we just received, not one of our people died. Do you think this would happen based on the legendary cruelty of the demons?"

Something?"

"you mean……?"

"They are waiting for us to express our position!" The confidant squinted. "The sooner we surrender and pass the information to the big shots of the demon clan, the more attention we will receive. Otherwise, when they find out the information clearly, we will have nothing."

It’s worth using.”