Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Shiroshima Kiyomi and the others held their breaths. The recording equipment on all of them had already been turned on, and every word Mizuno said would be recorded for the most rigorous analysis.

"Mysterious and powerful, it seems to have a human shape and seems to be all things, indescribable, even indescribable."

"But what is certain is that it is far stronger than all the immortals in the world."

"I have seen it from a distance, in that war..."

In the heavenly realm where soldiers are constantly fighting, Shimoshima Kiyomi knew about this war in the data, and it must be this war that Minister Lily Ruo was talking about.

Sora Mizuno boasted without bottom line that the words used to describe the only supreme **** in religious books were picked and stuffed onto him by him.

"Could it be Cthulhu!"

Hearing Mizuno's description of the mastermind behind the scenes, the staff on the side couldn't help but complain, and his face showed an expression that I understood, as if he felt that his words were very reliable.

It's just that the timing of the rant was wrong, and feeling the glares from the colleagues around him, the employee shrank his neck and curled back.

The big guy is listening to the horror existence, what are you talking about.

This guy can't take it anymore, and when he returns to the base, he will be assigned to the cold bench.

Shiroshima Kiyomi quickly decided the life and death of a small staff in her heart, and speaking quickly in front of the extraordinary is a stupid move that will kill the entire team if she is not careful.

"..." Mizuno breathed a suffocation, this guy actually grabbed his own white, "The human world and all circles should be at peace, neither the extraordinary will appear, and there will be no immortals like me appearing in the world again."

Saying that, Mizuno put his finger on the ground a little.

"Bo~"

As if ripples appeared on the calm lake, circles of black ink emerged from Mizuno's fingertips.

Even without the use of a pen tip, these inks swiped on the ground spontaneously, and the ground was drawn in the shape of a graduated cylinder in a chemical instrument.

As if to make it more intuitive for the viewer to see, the black figure stood up tremblingly on the ground.

"Fish needs water, and birds need air. This is the principle of biological survival, and extraordinary beings like me need the concentration of spiritual power."

"This is just a proxy. You can say that this spiritual energy is the fairy energy of the East, the chakra of the wet poison..."

Saying that, the scale on the measuring cylinder was filled with gudonggudong.

Shiroshima Kiyomi nodded, the Supernatural Office knew this for a long time, but hearing it from the 'Minister Lily Ruo' was a different feeling. Isn't the archives of the Supernatural Office accumulated bit by bit like ants moving from house to house? .

"If you divide the concentration of spiritual power in the human world, the average concentration from the second AD to the thousand years ago is ten, occasionally high, occasionally low, and at a certain moment in the BC, the highest concentration is almost the same as the sky."

The 'ink' in the measuring cylinder floated up and down with Mizuno's words, and finally stopped on the scale of the Chinese character ten.

Mizuno didn't explain that the "super beast pseudo-painting" is the basic method of the immortal city, otherwise it would be too deliberate, and now it is necessary to clear the suspicion a little while creating chaos.

He figured out the circuit of the government, and as long as he saw the short sleeves, the government could immediately associate and reason with the naked body.

"Then, after something happened, the channel between the human world and all circles was interrupted, and the concentration was close to zero, or a vacuum environment."

Something, something else!

Frost Island Kiyomi's ears perked up, Shenshu seemed to have said similar words, but when it was mentioned here, it stopped abruptly, and the government made countless reasonable speculations, but they were afraid to be completely sure.

Fortunately, Mizuno Sora did not stop abruptly, and his fingertips pressed the ground again.

This time it was red ink, gathering on the ground like blood.

【Millennium Blood War】

Looking at the blood-red words, Frost Island Kiyomi and the others were horrified, and it seemed that even the real sword in the dojo sounded a buzzing sound.

This word is murderous!

Immortal's prestige is so terrifying, just simple words can kill people.

There are ghosts without murderous aura, Mizuno performed a little illusion on several people, creating a little pressure.

Although there were a lot of lives in his hands, he really hadn't figured out what the so-called murderous aura was like.

"Thousands, years, blood, battles." Frost Island Kiyomi read out a few words slowly.

"You can think of this as a **** battle that took place a thousand years ago, or a war that lasted for a thousand years..." Mizuno's eyes were calm, he didn't have the superb acting skills of other offline players, and even his mouth escape had to be accompanied by illusions. "Countless ancient beings have fallen in the **** battle, and more than one or two gods who are as brilliant as ancient civilizations have also fallen."

"Faith in the world affects other worlds. This is not necessary for the existence of immortals in other worlds, but it is a condition for the formation of some immortals."

Frost Island Kiyomi quickly counted, and Minister Lily Ruo joked that the earliest was seven or eight hundred years ago, and there is still some distance to the millennium.

"If someone like me is the protector of the country, I can be the minister of Yuriruo in your mouth, or other gods of protector of the country. You can call me Kamikaze, Yuriruo, or even... Hachiman God, just like the Prime Minister's Positions, people can change but their responsibilities remain the same, all objects are the imagination of human beliefs.”

Mizuno shamelessly called himself a protector of the country, but this protector of the country did not know how many disasters it brought to the island country, and it was clearly a reverse protector of the country.

When he said this, Mizuno smiled: "But that's exactly what happened. Only latecomers like me in the thousand-year **** battle can make a **** path."

"This war completely cut off the connection between the human world and other worlds, and also turned the human world into a vacuum of spiritual energy."

Shiroshima Kiyomi knows that important things are coming, and there will be buts next!

"However."

Mizuno paused: "There was a crack in the seal that should not have loosened, and it expanded rapidly in a short period of time, from zero to five."

The graduated cylinder scale rose slightly.

"In the past, every little bit of growth took at least ten years."

"The human world is big enough. From the sky to the land to the ocean, the amount of spiritual power needed is terrifying. Even immortals... No, no matter how many immortals are, it is difficult for them to do such terrifying things."

"The black hand behind the scenes..." Mizuno waved his hand and erased the words of the graduated cylinder and the thousand-year **** battle, "It's driving all this."

"The mastermind behind the scenes, is it Akatsuki?!"

Mizuno nodded with satisfaction, although he really wanted to push Akatsuki over, but the pot was too big.

I can only create an ambiguous dark place behind the scenes, but I can’t say, ‘Qingmei, let me tell you, in fact, the extraordinary in the whole world is my trumpet. If you don’t believe me, I will repeat this sentence with you in another extraordinary. ’

"It may or may not be." Mizuno nodded seriously, "I don't know much about the Akatsuki organization, only that they are composed of many people and provoked wars everywhere."

It sounds like a terrorist organization outside the control of the government, and Kiyomi Shimoshima quickly analyzes it.

"Promoting the concentration of spiritual power in the human world, Yi Xiao's current ability is far from unqualified."

"And it has also appeared in the human world many times...to create extraordinary."

"Making... making extraordinary?"

The main event is here, Frost Island Kiyomi has cold hands and feet, and there are many official speculations about the way the supernatural appears, but without the nod and approval of professionals, these speculations can only stay on speculation.

"Except for beings like me who came from across the border, all beings in the human world have the possibility to become extraordinary in your mouth."

"For example, those who are resuscitated by blood."

"Inspired by something divine."

"The one chosen by the immortals because of their affinity."

"And the enlightened person who communicates with heaven and earth because of himself."

When it comes to the enlightener of the divine object, Shiroshima Kiyomi's heart is moved. From the moment she entered the room to now, she has always opened her mouth to ask about Shilong Dadou.

Shilong Dadou, Shenyuan flying, and reclamation of the sea all fit the description of the enlightener of the fetish.

Others are not very clear, but Shiroshima Kiyomi understands that there are intricate connections between Shilong Taito, Kamhara Feixiang and the "Minister of Lily Ruo".

The original intention of that demon knife was to be swung by Minister Lily Ruo, but it was only by accident that it was transferred to other people's hands.

If there is no connection between the two, Shiroshima Kiyomi would not believe it.

Besides... the word demon sword.

Could it be that the strangeness is not what the sword bearer was like before he was alive, but that the soul after death does not enter reincarnation? Only in this way can it be called a demon.

Having made up her mind, Shimoshima Kiyomi was determined to... turn one eye away, and leave the matter of killing the tower to someone else.

"As for..." Mizuno paused, "There is no way to know the means of creating the extraordinary, but those who are selected will definitely be enemies of the world with resentment and hatred. These enemies will bring great damage to the order of the world. In the past, the fear and joy of the millennium people would not move the world, but today...the huge emotions will affect the reality, and evil spirits will breed out of fear."

"The enemy of the world..." Shimoshima Kiyomi immediately thought of a person, "You mean, Takahashi is pitiful?"

"It's just my personal guess." Mizuno's eyes are deep, and there seems to be thousands of wisdom floating in it, "I can't count, who knows whether the Western gods really have the intentions, or are they packaged and used... eh? This breath. "

As he said that, he suddenly turned his head to look west.

"Interesting, the enlightened one was born."

"A enlightened person?"

Shiromijima Kiyomi was sure that she heard it right, and what Mizuno said was exactly the fourth type of extraordinary person just described.

Is there a new supernatural? !

No, the point is that Sora Mizuno's senses are so sharp!

Is this the horror of the fairy?

………………

Miura Peninsula, south of Zushi City.

"Chichi."

Takeo Moribu wiped away the flames on the monk's body and waited behind the wall of fire like a lotus statue of Guanyin. Just a wall of fire successfully accomplished what thousands of police forces had not done.

Only the superhuman who transcends the laws of mortals dares to do this, otherwise if the government blocks the team with a wall of fire, it will be at a disadvantage in public opinion, but after handing it over to the supernatural, everything seems to be logical.

The moment his fingers touched the monk, Takeo Moribe felt as if he had lost his mind for a moment.

"Master...why haven't you come out yet."

"The wall of fire is burning even more."

A few minutes later, the hundreds of people gathered together sensed that something was wrong.

"It seems that there is no battle, the master will not lose..."

"Even if you lose, you have to make some noise. After all, they are two extraordinary people. Even the drunken people on the street will scuffle together."

"Could it be that the master is not extraordinary at all?"

"Damn, what a disrespectful idea!"

"Master has led us all the way. No one died. It is a manifestation of miracles! Don't have such disrespectful thoughts anymore."

After being scolded, the man retracted his neck, but uneasy thoughts had spread among everyone.

The situation of the master seems to be really wrong.

But they have no way to go back here, and if they go back, they may be shrouded in mysterious death.

The flames scorched the air, the crackling sound heated up everyone's unease, and everything was silent.

"Master, come on."

One of the followers didn't know if he had watched too many special dramas. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and his eyes were full of hope. The others followed suit. The scene was truly touching.

It's just that the emergence of miracles requires not only the beliefs of many human beings, but also the bones that are boiled into soup.

Miracles don't happen because of mortal needs.

"Shut up."

Takeo Moribu raised his eyelids and twitched his ears slightly.

There is a sound.

The monk's body that was seriously injured and dying made some strange noises.

"Sasha."

It's not an auditory hallucination, it's not a hallucination, the monk's palm has just moved an inch.

The burnt ashes left the monk's palm print.

Takeo Moribe held his breath, and the flaming wall of fire was also slightly weakened by the emotional infection.

No way.

This is impossible!

Even if he swept away the flames from his body, no matter how strong a mortal was, he could only wait to die if his body was severely burned.

"!"

The monk lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, all the skin on his body was scorched by the flames, but those eyes were exceptionally clear.

The skin is the skin of the deceased, but the eyes are the curiosity and hope of the newborn for the world.

The shock of contrast for a moment made Mamoru lost his mind.

"A... mortal?" Takeo Moribe's definition of mortal was shaken.

There is no such tenacious mortal in the world.

From the monk's eyes, he saw a strong vitality, it was a chick that was shedding its shell, it was a new bud, and it was like a wave rising from the ocean.

The monk's arm that was hanging on the ground suddenly bounced up, and the charred palm firmly grasped Takeo Moribe's arm.

The flames could no longer hurt Takeo Moribe, and even if he reached out and inserted his hand into the raging fire, he would not be injured, but at this time, the hand holding his arm made Moribu feel hot.

Heartbreakingly hot.

Moreover, the strength is obviously amazing!

[Gangquan: lv1]

"Crumble!"

Obviously, it is a palm with little muscle tissue in the bones~www.wuxiamtl.com~, but it is strong enough to crush dense and solid rocks.

Feeling the pain from his arm, Momobu's face twisted slightly.

"I..." Using the injured vocal cords to move, the monk's voice was extremely hoarse, "Come here."

A layer of golden light burst out from the monk.

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