CHAPTER XLII

After being dug out of the sand by Kakashi, the streamer took ten minutes to explain the cause and effect to the friends who had been summoned with his face covered in sand.

The experience after separation, his true identity, the current situation of being hunted, of course, the most important thing so far is to emphasize that he is not a scumbag now, talk well and don't do anything!

"Huh."

“…… Oh, no! ”

The anchor sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at his friends with different expressions, and continued: "For example, the law is equivalent to the shelf that constitutes the world, and the main god is the master who puts things on the shelf, and the original shelf will not move, and it cannot interfere with the placement of things...... But the current situation is that we can't coexist, and the Lord God wants to take me back with the ability to change the world, erase my consciousness and use it as an honest shelf. ”

"So what are you going to do, since that's ...... The main god is so powerful, can he run away? Keigo Kibe discovered the strangeness of the "god", but he didn't expect him to be a god at all, and his mood at this time was very complicated. His thinking is still the thinking of a normal ordinary person, and after the supernatural event, the reorganization of the three views has become extremely tenacious, so, in such a complicated situation, the first thing that Keigo thought of is that Jin Jiangning, who was hunted down by the main god, was annoyed by □□.

As a result, the anchor waved his hand very easily: "It's okay, why can't you run, isn't this just running." When he mentioned the main god, his tone changed subtly, and he was disgusted and proud at the same time: "It's not so easy for the main god to arrest me. Before escaping, I changed the rules so that he could not come in person, but only with the people of my world. Every world has its own laws, and as a fellow species, I can do something to hide us as natives of this world for the time being, and when the Lord God finds out, he will not be able to seize the opportunity-"

"By the way, what's that, can you please not look down at me around me, it's so stressful......"

And no one paid any attention to him.

"God, that's interesting." The temperament of the little brother Madara, who has not been separated for a long time for the anchor, seems to have changed, and suddenly feels a lot more domineering, only glanced at the anchor, his gaze swept over Keigo Keigo, who had no force value at a glance, and paid a little attention to the human pillar power that sealed the tailed beast, and finally, it fell on Kakashi Hachiki, who was wearing a ninja suit on Konoha and "It's not Uchiha, there is also a writing wheel eye?" ”

And Kakashi recognized it at the first sight of Madara Uchiha, this man was exactly the same as the statue of Madara Uchiha in the Valley of the End, and he had long been vigilant: "It seems that I have seen an amazing senior...... I'm sorry, but this eye is a gift from a friend, and I have no plans to dig it out and return it to him for the time being. ”

"Tsk." The corners of Madara Uchiha's mouth curled into a slightly mocking chuckle, "If I want to do it, that chakra is no longer in place." You should be glad that the Uchiha's business has nothing to do with me right now. ”

The alarm went off suddenly, and the anchor saw that the two of them were going to fight-for-tat, and tried to interject: "Wait, wait, wait-"

"Shut up."

Madara's little brother blocked him back with just two words.

Keigo Keibe, who was ignored by a man with a hairstyle like a Christmas tree, was very unhappy, when had Uncle Jibe been so aggrieved, and frowned and said to the anchor: "Who is this person, your friend?" The attitude is really bad. ”

Before the anchor could speak, the little red hair hanging on his neck and not letting go suddenly spoke, his voice was still gloomy, but he could hear that he seemed to be a little flustered: "That person gives me a terrible feeling." "The one Shou Crane who was sealed in my Airo has gone mad, rolling around and mourning for his unfortunate life - oh my God! It's not just the stinky boy who threatened his obedience back then that appeared, but now there is an incomparably terrible man, who used violence to beat him to death and then threw it to the bastard of Sha Shinobi!

Madara Uchiha! It's him again! Why isn't he dead yet, ahhh

The consequence of Shouhe's madness is that I'm also affected by Airo and can't help but start shaking. This made the anchor feel distressed to death, and sighed that I am ten years old at most now, why is he still so thin, and the dark circles under his eyes are not good. Hold the little red fur you haven't seen for a long time in your arms - well! The gourd is so heavy...... But I still held it strongly.

Moreover, the anchor also felt that he was going crazy.

Looking ahead, it was Madara and Kakashi, whose aura was full of murderous aura, and to the right, it was Keigo Boy, who was standing there with his hands on his chest and looking indifferent, and then looking down, the little red hair, who had grown up, was tugging at his collar resentfully, and the gourd almost hit his face.

Ah, that's a ......

But the most tangled thing is that the words that Keigo said just now were heard by everyone.

Kakashi, who was about to seal with his fingers stiff, frowned, and suddenly looked over, "Jin, how did you know Madara Uchiha?" ”

"Oh." Madara Uchiha also slowly moved his gaze to this side, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes: "These are your friends?" There's really everyone there. ”

Keigo Keibe was even more unhappy when he heard it, and continued: "It's not gorgeous, what do you mean by 'everyone has it'?" You guys look the weirdest, don't you! ”

I didn't speak, but I started to shake again.

"Jin."

"Stupid."

"Jin Jiangning!"

"Aning ......"

Anchor: "......"

Ahh!!h

He's really crazy!

Naive, too naïve myself, how could I not have thought in advance that these people getting together would lead to some weird consequences!

Now this weird feeling......

Inexplicably, it looks like the legendary Shura field of friendship......

Good friends were watching from the side, and the anchor struggled to kick the picture of the harem competition for favor out of his mind, and coughed a few times in embarrassment. Putting my Airo on the ground, he stood up, ignored the topic just now, and pulled the focus back again.

"Well—there's one more thing I almost forgot to say. After being discovered by the main god, I ran to the current world for the first time, because I want to disguise myself as an indigenous, so I must follow the laws of this world to do things. Met the look of confusion or contemplation, he continued, "The rules here are interesting, and all the people who live here are people with strong aspirations selected by the Lord God from all worlds. These people need to be in teams of five or five, fighting against other teams in a specific game area, and the team that survives to the end can be eligible to leave and fulfill their wishes. That's right, it's a very cruel game. ”

"Most of my strength has been used up to open the passage between the worlds, well, because I dragged you here without permission to ask for help, if it's inconvenient, I can still have the strength to send you back......" In the end, the anchor's voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt a little uncomfortable. If he wasn't forced to do so, he wouldn't want to involve them.

However, his friends are really good people.

Iairo was the first to say that he resolutely followed Anin, Madara Uchiha didn't bother to answer, Kakashi sighed helplessly, he owed a favor before, and this is the time to pay it back. The last trace Keigo was silent for a moment before he said, "I just have time for the holiday, I'm here, what are you going to do when you go back." I may not be able to help much, though. ”

The anchor patted him on the shoulder: "How come, don't worry, I'll adjust the time when I go back, and I won't delay too long." He rarely sat down, his gaze swept over everyone's faces, and solemnly swore: "No matter what happens, I will definitely protect you." ”

After all, among the four people here, Keigo Kobe has always been in touch, but he only has force value when he plays tennis. I'm still a kid, and the Madara anchor believes that he will help, but Kakashi's brother and him are just ordinary friends.

The anchor is selfish. He was most familiar with the plug-in, but when the plug-in woke up, he was probably going to be angry, so he turned a corner and wanted to ask Kakashi about the situation in private.

Anyway, he only needs to stay here for a while, and by the time he follows the traces here, his strength has almost recovered, and he can run away to the next world at any time to continue chasing and escaping with the Lord God, and these teammates can send them back when they leave.

It was just perfect.

That's the end of the background, and they can finally get out of here.

The group hit the road with strange things (little yellow books, laptops, gourds, and big fans).

When you look up at the sky, you can see that the sky is a normal blue color, but if you have good eyesight, you can see that the sky seems to be covered with a subtle layer of white, emitting a faint light. Like a giant lid, it stretches out of sight, enveloping the entire continent in it. The current landing place is an oasis in the desert, and as far as the eye can see, you can see the outline of the city looming in the sky beyond the boundless yellow sand.

There, the next stop you need to arrive.

"By the way, if we want to participate in the fight game, shouldn't we choose a team name that is a big spot?"

"Tsk, whatever you want."

"Little Brother Madara, you're really getting more and more indifferent! Hmm, you're all in a bad mood? ”

"Okay, let me take a random ......"

As a result, in the new issue of the game in the future, a new team appeared on the registration form.

[The evil spirit dragged me wildly and refused to accept it! ] 】

Belch......

Before he officially played, he forcibly pulled a big wave of hatred.