BGM: Reversal (Naruto)

The "tree" is no longer the "tree" it used to be.

It was smelled of rancid decay, the soil it had terrified had turned into rotting filth, and its torso, once full of smooth fish scales, had become pitted rotting branches.

It's like something pure has turned into humus like sludge.

The face in the middle of the tree is so striking. Now it is not so much a "tree" as a certain creature similar to a "tree", a mutant under the sweet ** vertical.

"Stupid thing!" the obscene middle-aged man looked at the uncle hanging upside down in the air, and said mockingly, "Think this is the end of it? This pig will be killed by you so easily? Otherwise, you think that while you're preparing for the summoning ceremony, anyone here can kill you if they have the heart. The little brother on the side didn't make a move just now, and now you dare to threaten him, and now it's your turn to face the danger yourself, what do you think he will do? Even a mild-mannered person like me must be thinking about falling into the well now, right?"

"The moment you complete the technique, it's when you're the strongest, but at the same time it's also the weakest, which gives Sweet Pig a chance, but at that time. When the tree is still very fragile, you don't choose to destroy it immediately, but want it to grow and become another helper of yourself, which is your biggest mistake. ”

"Until now, you still want to use my relationship with this little brother to sow discord and make profits. ”

"Everything you've done since you appeared up seems right and in line with the situation, but it's too indecisive. As long as one link is wrong, then you will lose everything, and it is better to be an obedient servant like a pig to a guy like you who wants to play conspiracy but has no means at all. ”

"Hey, what do you mean?" the uncle looked at the middle-aged man with a very disgusted and unhappy look, "If I'm really as useless as you say, do you need to talk nonsense with me now, delay the time to get that pig ready?"

"Huh. . . If you really think I'm stalling and not making a move, then it's even more proof that you're a piece of shit, not even a pig. ”

"The sweet pig has already eaten three meat balls before and after... And one of them came from the owner of his previous body. ”

"And you... It's about to become the fourth.,Although it will swallow you directly.,Maybe the effect isn't as good as eating meat balls.,But it's enough to make this guy an excellent specimen and puppet in my hands.。。 It really is. If it weren't for the fact that his abilities were too limited and he might become an idiot if he wasn't careful, maybe I would have transplanted myself with a similar one. ”

It's not that the middle-aged man reached out and patted the trunk.

"Alright. . . I haven't explained so many obligations to you, but now that I'm in a good mood, I'll treat it as a special service. The lewd child's face was wrinkled, as if he were smiling, but he looked vicious and vicious.

"Sweet Pig, you go and get rid of him, and bring me his books by the way. ”

"Yes, Mr. Beauty!" said Sweet Pig's face on the tree, and for some reason he was obedient and even very afraid of the man who was called Mr. Beauty.

You must know that it is useless to reason with such outlaws, and if you use violence, they may not listen to you, but think about how to die with you.

。。 Unless, it is true that it cannot be resisted.

The outwardly decaying tree suddenly grew faster, as if it had been suppressed before and now suddenly exploded.

In the end, this "tree" is not the uncle's summon creature, it can only be said that he has established a passage and prepared the "soil" to "invite" the tree to come... In the long hibernation just now, Sweet Pig has completely controlled the "tree".

Speaking of which, this is somewhat similar to Magpie's "god-making", but the former is because he does not have the ability and qualifications to control his creation, while the latter. It's just that he doesn't want to do it, and the guy who doesn't have a free mind is just an empty shell with power. That kind of thing is not called a god at all, not even a human being, it can only be called a walking corpse, and it is an existence without any possibility.

My own creative concept is only one reason. What's more, Magpie's "god-making" is not to create a tool, but to really create a "god" with its own independent will and infinite possibilities.

What Magpie has been chasing is not some kind of powerful power, or forbidden knowledge, he has been chasing the footsteps of fate all the way, in addition to wanting to see the meaning of his own existence, on the other hand, he also wants to be independent, shining, and the whirlpool generally involves other people in it, creating one story after another. Find possibilities that don't exist in you.

Because the "gods" he created are inextricably linked to him, and at the same time will involve him. To put it more vividly, he is the "non-doer" and "god-maker" who survives the catastrophe, while exploring the meaning of the world in which he lives. Look at me with things, and see nature with a clear heart.

According to Magpie's assumption, once he succeeds in the end, then the so-called "fate" will also become something that can be touched, and become something like flowers and trees, blue sky and white clouds, birds, fish, insects and stones—the most core part of the knowledge that he inherited from the beginning of his lecture on memory is the ultimate goal of the "God Maker".

。。 Straight to the point.

Just when Magpie was watching the play with Lily of the Valley on the side, the two people on the opposite side fought again.

Sweet ** indulged his limbs, hundreds of branches swarmed from all directions to chase and intercept the uncle in the center, blocking all the way back, unless he knows fantasy abilities such as spatial teleportation and telekinesis, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Faced with this situation, he did not hesitate to turn the pages of the book, opened his mouth, and the previous alienated arthropod appeared in his mouth again. But no matter how you look at it, there is no time for this arthroid to grow, because the attack from the sweet pig is about to get close.

The type of attack this time is piercing, no matter how tough his body is, how many turns his head can turn. None of that works.

It has to be said that every player is a real one-in-a-million, and if you devour meat balls and other players at the same time, you will continue to get stronger. Otherwise, the "mother" like Suzune, as an existence that is a mystery in itself, would not be planted so easily.

Then the one-meter-long limb from the guy's mouth was decisively aimed at the middle of his chest, and the pages of the book flipped rapidly.

The failure of his own plan does not seem to have any mental effect. For those who really and truly leave everything behind to participate in this game, everything can be put aside and all temptations and threats can be ignored. In addition to their own wishes after winning!