The west wind howled.
The Land of Demons was thrown into turmoil, stirring up this remote little country on the edge of the Shinobi World.
A dense forest of Terracotta Army swung stone halberds in their hands. They carved through mountains and felled forests, slowly marching toward their designated destination.
The ground shook with thunderous rumbles. The clouds of dust they raised disturbed this remote little country, and the unending tremors sent flocks of birds fleeing the dense forest, blotting out the sky as they escaped this trembling world.
A mysterious black figure stood atop the stone helmet of a towering Terracotta Army soldier, carefully searching through the memories of this body and taking an intrigued look at this unfamiliar world.
"A shrine?"
A hoarse chuckle came from within the fog. The Terracotta Army soldiers beneath his feet moved as if they were extensions of his own limbs, marching toward the place in his mind.
The three- to four-meter-tall Undead Legion charged across the Land of Demons. Clouds of dust billowed wherever they went, making them hard to miss.
The people who lived in this country had heard tales of demons since childhood. At the sight of such a terrifying scene, they immediately knew what had happened. Warnings spread from the Land of Demons to the surrounding countries.
Demons of this scale were exceedingly rare in the history of the Land of Demons. Other countries that had suffered greatly at the hands of demons in the past immediately hired ninja to verify whether the rumors were true.
The mystery standing atop a Terracotta Army soldier grew sick of the ninja who kept arriving to investigate. He immediately split his forces into three groups. Two would cross the borders and attack the neighboring countries.
He personally led the third group to