Be The Main God From Naruto

Two hundred and eighty-seven crossings; the battle of the virtual night palace

"I'm not interested, but you are not talented."

A simple sentence has become a sharp spear that penetrates Ishida Uryu's heart.

After being beaten to pieces by Kurosaki Ichigo, he stumbled and left the campus.

Along the way, he began to think about the meaning of his life.

Why did he use spiritual bait to attract Xu and challenge Kurosaki Ichigo?

Even if he wins, it doesn't prove that Quincy is more noble and superior than Reaper.

A pointless game.

So……

What kind of empty and boring guy is the person who initiated this game?

Perhaps in the eyes of other students, he is handsome, wealthy, excellent in academics, and has a bright future. He can be called a model of a winner in life.

but those...

Neither is what Ishida Uryu wants.

No matter how well he did, grandfather could not be resurrected.

The root that supported him to carry out the Quincy training silently was the "hatred" in his heart.

He's just a poor clown driven by hatred.

From beginning to end, I didn't have any clearly visible goals.

Ishida Uryu felt that he could not continue to live like this.

He needs to establish a long-term ideal.

Get into a good university?

That is as it should be.

With one's own ingenuity, it can be realized step by step without any extra effort.

Join or create a thriving public company?

Just repeating his father's old ways.

For ordinary people, it takes a lot of hard work and sweat to do,

For Ishida Uryu, it is within easy reach.

This also made him completely confused.

Wandering on the path in the forest, Ishida Uryu saw a different man.

Black-haired and white-clothed, fresh and clean, obviously with excellent appearance, but when you close your eyes, you will immediately forget the appearance of the other party.

This allowed Ishida Uryu to temporarily escape from the pain in his heart.

Wang Yan looked at the distraught young man with a half-smile, and said quietly, "What do you want?"

The other party's voice sounded deep in Ishida Uryu's heart.

very strange.

It is clearly Chinese, but he can easily understand it.

Ishida Uryu is a smart guy.

He didn't have an answer himself, so he chose to ask: "What can you give me?"

Hearing this, Wang Yan tilted his head, thought carefully, and said, "In this plane, I am omnipotent."

This answer is full of the atmosphere of the second class, and it is a bit ridiculous when it is said solemnly.

But Ishida Uryu couldn't laugh at all.

His body tensed, his pupils shrank slightly, and his sweat glands began to secrete.

Standing in front of Wang Yan, it feels like a human child standing in front of a hungry dragon, and like a canoe in a stormy sea, without any sense of security.

He swallowed, barely moistened his dry throat, and said in a harsh voice, "I... have nothing to ask for."

Wang Yan laughed softly: "Really? You don't want the name of Quincy to resound throughout the world, and make death disappear?"

Ishida Uryu's voice began to tremble, but he answered decisively: "I think. But in this matter, the process is more important than the result."

Wang Yan gave Ishida Uryu an approving look.

He nodded slightly: "You don't want to obtain eternal life and absolute power? Don't you want to resurrect your grandfather?"

The strange thing is, this sounded like empty talk, but Ishida Uryu didn't doubt the opponent's ability at all.

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and bowed his head in silence.

Resurrection grandfather?

Maybe the other party did have that ability, but Ishida Uryu didn't believe in the other party's kindness.

What's the point of being resurrected as a walking dead?

He felt that he was talking to the devil, and if he didn't pay attention, he would step into the opponent's trap and sell his soul little by little.

Countless stories about eternal life end in tragedy.

For example, "Interview with the Vampire", "Blood Panic", "Anecdote of Dracula".

Lessons learned from the past, the teacher of the latter.

Ishida Uryu does not believe that pies will fall from the sky.

Hearing this, Wang Yan sighed.

The little devil in front of him was not as outstanding as he thought.

The other party is only vigilant enough, and does not possess real great wisdom.

In fact, this is what it should be.

Otherwise, Ishida Uryu should perform better in the original fate line.

Wang Yan looked at the other party deeply, and said earnestly: "Then...whatever you want, go for it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and the figure of the boy with glasses disappeared instantly.

He used the power of time traveler and threw Ishida Uryu into a different world.

A world where witches run rampant.

Such a move is just a matter of pleasure.

Wang Yan didn't care what kind of result he could get.

What he pays attention to is the process and understanding.

Ishida Uryu travels to another world, maybe he will suffer as an ordinary person for a hundred years, and finally turn into a pile of loess; maybe he will be favored by the envious witch like Uzuki Aung, and endowed with the zero-time power of [Death Return], from then on Gain the ability to read and revive unlimited files, and experience a bizarre and legendary life.

In short, the current Ishida Uryu does not have the capital to become a reincarnation.

He lacks desire, regret, and self-motivation.

The Lord God Space is not a garbage dump, everyone collects it.

Perhaps the future Ishida Uryu may have the qualifications to join the ranks of reincarnation.

But now he...

Wang Yan looked down on him.

...

at the same time.

The virtual circle, the virtual night palace.

This is a barren land, with sand everywhere, white sand all over the sky, a barren and desolate scene.

There are no plants here, and what look like dead twigs are actually quartz.

Ulquiola was holding a small imaginary pet in his hand, scratching the other's small mask boredly.

These small animal-like ethereals don't need to be devoured and killed, they can survive only by relying on the high concentration of free spirits in the Void Night Palace.

He likes these little things that are not stained with blood.

Behind Ulquiorra stood five of the Ten Blades.

Balegon Ruysenbang, Nelielle du Odeshovank, Neutra Gilga, Grimmjow Jakajack, Yami.

Two of them are ranked higher than Ulquiola.

But in the virtual circle, everything is based on strength, and the ranking can only be used as a reference.

After being enlightened by Wang Yan, all the masks on Ulquiorra's face were shattered, and even the hole in his chest was completely filled.

The power of breaking the surface can be seen from the appearance.

The closer it is to a human being, the fewer physical features it has, and the more tyrannical its strength.

Ulquiola was worthy of his current appearance.

After he easily subdued the six-blade Grimmjow and the two-blade Balegon, the former three-blade Nilu and the current five-blade Neutra followed suit and joined him.

A struggle for power is about to begin.

Opposite the Ulquiorra camp, Aizen Soyousuke and his generals stood proudly.

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