The attack did not change the girl's eyes in the slightest, she just picked up the brush in her hand and swiped it lightly on the canvas, just as she whispered

"Boring."

There was one more scene on the canvas just now, one more door to open, and one more person to enter, but now this person has been scratched from the waist and above the legs.

This extra one is the mark that the girl drew casually, but Saitama is like Saitama who has been painted on the canvas, and he is planted directly on the ground when he is running, and just as he wonders why he fell, the intense pain under his body rushes straight to his brain, leaving it blank.

He turned to look under his legs, only to find that his legs had broken apart unconsciously, and the fat and bones could be seen through the gushing blood.

Saitama wailed in a tremble

"My legs!!! Ahhh ”

The decibel level was frighteningly high, but it didn't make the girl's mind change in any way, she still looked at Saitama in front of her calmly, and the scene in front of her was not unexpected by her, she asked softly

"Hopeless?"

As if to give Saitama hope, he crawled towards the girl in pain and uttered words like confession

"Spare me! Please!! I want to survive!! I still have two children!! They're smaller than you! I can't leave them without a father!! And my master is also very old, and I am his only heir! I can't just die!! Please! Let me go! I swear I won't be bad against you!! ”

But these words did not make the girl waver in any way, she just stroked her painting and looked at the tiny white dot inside.

Suddenly, she quickly slashed at Saitama's shoulder in the painting, only to see Saitama's entire right arm, which was still wailing, fall directly, and hold a shuriken with a cold glow in her right hand.

"Ahhhh My hand!! Saitama tilted his head and looked at the red blood spurting out, his whole body trembling, he fell into despair because of the proximity of death, because of the passage of life force.

The girl who was still sitting tilted her head after doing this, as if she had just done a trivial thing, but at the cost of an elite shinobi's shoulder.

"Ah, what about the hands." She sighed softly

"Hands still seem to be useful, but why should they have them?"

She asked herself, but the next moment she smiled self-deprecatingly.

The pen in his hand was aimed at Saitama's head on the canvas, and this action startled Saitama, who was wailing beneath him, and he prayed

"Don't!! Please!! Leave me alone!! No!!! Not ————! ”

"Ah, live or die?"

She gently swiped Saitama's head, and Saitama's head in reality was directly separated as if it were inside a canvas, leaking out the whole trembling complete brain!

She put down the pen in her hand and finally said

"It doesn't seem to make sense."

The space fell silent, and suddenly, the young girl raised her head and whispered to a place

"Ah, there seem to be guests."

The place was shrouded in darkness that it was impossible to see, and as her voice fell, Uchiha Kaede and Beatrice stepped out of it.

He touched his beating heart and stared at the people over there, unable to sort out his emotions and not knowing what to say, and finally only turned into a sentence

"Long time no see, Wakaba."

As early as when Saitama said this task, Uchiha Kaede realized that this genius was most likely referring to Wakaba.

The Kurama clan can inherit a kind of blood inheritance limit, this blood inheritance limit can turn the power of illusion into reality, even if only one canvas is used, it can directly interfere with the real space, if it is reached to the extreme, its horror and thorniness can only be matched by the utopian embodiment in the world of Tsukihime.

But this kind of blood inheritance limit is not every pommel horse clan will have, in the history of the pommel horse clan can awaken the blood inheritance limit of very few people, and Wakaba is one of the awakened ones, compared to the previous awakened people, she can be called a genius is not too much, her talent is also unique in the history of the Kurama clan.

When Uchiha Kaede met her, she had long since escaped the confines of the canvas and could directly interfere with reality, which was much more powerful than it is now.

However, the Kurama clan has had a very obvious weakness since ancient times... Well... It's crispy.

Probably, the enemy threw a shuriken in his hand, and they fell to their knees.

A greeting between acquaintances made Wakaba stunned for a moment, and her little face was full of consternation, because in her cognition, there were not many people who could remember her, and her existence was absolutely secret in the upper echelons of the village.

"You are," Wakaba looked at him carefully for a moment, the images in his head were constantly comparing them like a computer, and finally a face matched the face of the person in front of him

"Crane tail, Uchiha Kaede."

“……”

"Who should I be, it turned out to be one of the tail of the crane, the Uchiha Kaede in the Uchiha Twins, what's the matter? Isn't it mixed with the other crane tail, the Uchiha Obito? ”

Wakaba's originally expressionless little face was immediately filled with a large amount of ridicule, causing Uchiha Kaede to freeze directly on the spot.

His MMP words kept looping in his mind.

Wrong... This picture is not right! I must have met a fake Wakaba! No... This girl in front of me must be a fake Wakaba!

Beatrice narrowed her eyes and asked in a whisper

"Is that you, too?"

"I think so... Hey, hey, hey! The sharp sound of a few smirks echoed directly next to Beatrice's ears, and as usual no one noticed the sounds, just

The girl over there suddenly tilted her head and muttered to herself

"Someone blocked my hearing... Good familiar power. ”

This sentence made Beatrice stunned for a moment, and she asked again in her heart

"Isn't she the one you you were when she was young, how could she detect the clues?"

She was answered by a slightly helpless voice

"Haven't I hung up yet... The Blood Inheritance Limit needs a good body to fully exert its power......"

"Blood Inheritance Limit?"

"Genetic disease!"

Beatrice couldn't help but complain

"Then you are really pitiful, you were born with a disease."

"I'm just using an analogy......"

“……”

Beatrice was silent for a moment, and then Wakaba's voice came again

"Well, I'll go first, you can find that one and I'll play slowly. By the way, at this time, I am in urgent need of the nourishment of 'love', so it is possible for you to directly get my heart at this time......"

Beatrice's head was full of black lines, and she cried out in her heart with dissatisfaction

"Hey!"