Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Looking from the outside to the inside, the small village has become a beautiful scene in a fairy tale.

The ice wall and the crystal are interlaced, and the glittering lights everywhere make people fascinated. Disney's fairy tales come to the world, but this fairy tale world is a dark version of blood.

Bullet casings, the corpse of a polar bear, a dismembered human being, several reformers are quickly dragging the corpse of the extraordinary polar bear to the car.

This extraordinary polar bear definitely weighed more than a ton, but the physique of the transformed person was not a joke. With the joint efforts of several people, the polar bear was easily dragged.

"There are still living people in the village." A reformed soldier put on a magazine and scanned the post-war village with a stern gaze. "Do you want to leave no one alive? To avoid leaking secrets."

The small village is not big, only a few hundred people.

Some villagers were killed in the fierce firefight, and their deaths were so miserable that it was staggering. It was difficult to tell which one caused more casualties, the polar bear or the reformed people.

"Don't leave anyone alive?" Li Shixiao's eyes widened, wondering if he heard it wrong, how could this guy make such a brutal suggestion, "How can it be, we didn't come here specially to kill people."

The captain who commanded the operation also shook his head following Li Shixiao: "It is best to kill them all, but time is too late, and it is useless to kill these villagers if they have already called the police. Delaying time will only increase our risk of exposure .”

This is from a practical point of view. If fuel was not precious, he might have made the decision to set fire to the village.

It was good not to kill, Tateishi Shino breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the captain's decision, no matter what the reason for the decision not to kill, but the result was good.

She glanced back at the village, and immediately removed the traces of the battlefield left by Jingdun. She has also appeared in public view many times. Lucia must have detailed information about Jingdun.

After seeing this group of mysterious militants leave with the polar bear's body, the surviving villagers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Squeak."

"Natasha!"

"Vanya!! Don't die!"

The survivors walked out of the wooden house and looked up at the sky exhausted physically and mentally. Some even cried and howled sadly and ran towards the collapsed wooden house. The villagers were closely related to each other, and many of the dead villagers were the closest family members of the survivors.

Dorophia also slowly got up from the ground, shaking off the snow on her body, an ice wall lay between her and the house, and the situation of the house could not be seen through the thick barrier.

Valery groaned from the ground, and his family took all kinds of props to stop the bleeding and bandage them, but such a serious injury required going to the nearest hospital for treatment. Simple bandaging could only delay the incident, and the doctor in the village—I don’t know if he died just now in the battle.

"Father, mother, Lev!" Dorophia ran around the ice wall while calling the names of her family members, a bad premonition suddenly emerged in her heart.

Never have a problem, never have a problem.

The village is in a mess, just like the village that was ravaged by the Japanese in the Great Patriotic War.

It's just that this is not the damage caused by military fire, and there is no thick billowing smoke from a distance and from a high altitude, only the crystals reflecting sunlight are cold to the bone.

This kind of icy coldness makes people feel even more creepy when viewed closer. There are deaths everywhere, stumps everywhere, and the eyes of the three burials who came flying birds in the air froze.

"Chirp!"

The speed of the clay bird gradually slowed down. With superhuman eyesight, San Zan could clearly see every plant and tree on the ground, as well as death everywhere.

Huge black wings descended from the sky, covering Dorophia's vision. She only felt that the world around her was dark, and the shadows poured onto the ground.

"Hunting!"

Sanzang jumped and fell from a height of several tens of meters, and the windbreaker of Akatsuki organization rubbed against the air during the fall, making a hunting sound.

"Boom!"

He slightly bent his body to reduce the damage caused by the fall, and then his feet landed firmly on the ground with a thud.

Cannonballs landed.

The eyelids of the helicopter pilots who were chasing after them in the sky jumped. If they also had such physical strength, the casualty rate of the pilots would be greatly reduced.

But it was Dorophia who was most frightened. The third funeral happened to land on Dorophia's left side. She screamed and fell to the ground, looking at the strange man beside her in panic.

The weirdo was covered in a windbreaker, but one face was exposed.

For fear of angering the other party, the Lucia helicopter did not fly in front of the clay bird, but the terrifying face of the three-buried monk was intuitively exposed in front of Dorophia's eyes.

"Ah ah!"

The scorched skin, the wind, snow and ice crystals stained during the flight, the exposed eyeballs, and the red and black iron and blood color scheme on her body, Dorophia's little heart almost jumped out before she could settle down. A monster in a windbreaker that only appears from nightmares.

The scorched man grinned ferociously, and walked towards Dorophia with a terrifying aura.

If Dorophia had a shotgun in her hand, she would have shot straight ahead, but this ferocious and terrifying monster just reached out to lift Dorophia up from the ground without any malicious actions.

It was just a simple supporting action, but it made Dorophia feel peaceful and natural in her heart.

It seemed that the person standing in front of him was not a scary monster, but one, one... an upgraded and enhanced version of the pastor and priest in the church?

The shadow on the ground became darker and darker, and the huge figure gradually fell to the ground.

"Choo... qua!" I don't know if it was because of the long journey and being too tired, the clay bird fluttered its wings and let out a strange cry after landing on the ground.

The clay bird with wings spread tens of meters is tall and terrifying. It stands in the village with its wings folded and its head held high. No wooden house is taller than it. Its huge head stares around and patrols the surroundings.

The aura of the giant bird is even more terrifying than that of the extraordinary polar bear, at least on the surface. As for who can win the battle in the end, it is another matter.

"This scene... is the poor monk coming late?" The three-buried monk looked around and sighed. Such a scene is definitely not caused by human weapons. It is Chaofan killing in the village, and it is the evil Chaofan, "Amitabha .”

He wanted to ask what happened to the little girl next to him, but he couldn't communicate because of the language difference.

Dorophia didn't understand what the monk was muttering, but the emotions between human beings are interlinked, and she could feel the compassion from the monk.

The eccentric was mourning the destruction of the village.

After the grief was over, the three-burial monk began to recite the Buddhist scriptures for salvation again. The Buddhist scriptures of the immortals contain calming power. For a while, Dorophia forgot to look for her family, but it was not in a hurry But the clay bird next to him looked autistic.

I saw the long beak of the clay bird open and close, and said: "Monk, have you forgotten the mission?"

This is the first time that the clay bird spoke, the voice sounded a bit like the leader of the Xiao organization, and the sudden opening startled the people around him, but the tone of the three-buried monk's chanting was still stable, and this strange little thing can't be messed around mind.

"I remember." San Zan nodded lightly, "But with so many innocent people killed, this is the most important thing right now."

"I don't care about you." The clay bird pecked at the bottom of its own wings, "And Zorgen is here too, and then you discuss it with him."

While talking here, the ground in front of Sanbu suddenly shook, as if a tumor had grown on the frozen soil, growing rapidly and violently, and finally burst.

Sure enough, it was said and done.

"Crackling."

Zorgen's aging face first emerged from the ground, followed by his lower body made up of densely packed bugs.

"The frozen soil here is really a headache... What are you going to do?" Zorgen looked at the three-buried monk in a panic before he came out of the ground completely.

"Huh?" Monk Sanbu frowned, and the chanting stopped abruptly. He raised his palm, "Avalokitesvara of Hundred Forms!"

A statue of Avalokitesvara appeared behind Monk Sanzang!

………………

"Three burials..."

Just as Zorgen's head popped out of the ground, a large palm of Buddha's light descended from the sky.

The Buddha's palm came too fast, a golden light flashed, and it came right after.

"boom!"

The poor village was once again attacked by terror. The Buddha's palm fell directly on the ground and made a roar, and the remaining houses swayed with the shock of the bombardment.

As for the land in the center, it was photographed to be sunken downwards, showing the outline of a Buddha's palm, and it was like a blast of explosives under one palm.

"Cough cough cough!!"

Dorophia coughed violently in the dust, and the clothes on her body were stained with brown mud, black and white.

"quack!"

The clay bird flew up with a strange cry, and the village that had just endured a round of attacks was drawn into the battle again.

"Three burials! What are you going to do!"

Zorgen emerged from behind the monk, dense worms clinging to his face like skin: "You are crazy, why are you attacking me?!"

"Are you the mastermind behind Yokosuka?" A statue of Avalokitesvara emerged behind the third burial, with arms superimposed together like arthropod joints.

Such a huge Buddha statue is not angry and majestic.

White bears, giant birds, and Hundred-style Avalokitesvara, all the things that appeared in the village were bigger than the other, and human beings were as insignificant as ants in front of them.

"Yokosuka? The man behind the scenes?" Zorgen dodged a Buddha's palm that fell from the sky again, "I don't understand what you are talking about at all, Yokosuka and the man behind the scenes."

"The bug book that appeared in front of me at the time, you were the one behind the scenes that caused the casualties of innocent people in Zushi City?"

Baishi Avalokitesvara leaned forward, her arms were like pincers, ready to pounce forward at any time.

"Huh..." Half of Zorgen's head was slapped off, but the dense worms gathered together and reassembled, and quickly pieced together the other half of Zorgen's head, "That's definitely not me, I was still in Netherland before Besides, there are too many people in all walks of life who can control bugs..."

"Creak creak creak."

The dense black worms were stacked on his face, and the sound made when they were spliced ​​together made the eardrums hurt.

"Besides, if I did the thing... I don't know what it is, why would it appear in front of you in a grand manner, shouldn't it be hiding to prevent you from discovering it?" Zorgen was still huddled in the soil. Set off, "Think with your brain, Sanbu!"

"How can there be such a stupid monk as you!"

The angry eyebrows of San Zan stretched slightly, but the Hundred Styles of Avalokitesvara still did not dissipate.

He pondered over Zorgen's words. This is a very simple logical relationship. Zorgen really doesn't need to expose himself. Besides, if the resemblance is the murderer, there may be endless unjust, false and wrong cases in the world. After a little thought, the monk's face He apologized.

What Zorgen said made sense, his attack just now was reckless.

The monk doesn't know what half-doubt is. In his creed, there is only faith. Zorgen has proved his innocence, and he will not be the mastermind behind the scenes.

But the mastermind behind the scenes... Since bugs are used, maybe Zorgen also knows something.

Whether it's a single-mindedness or a pure mind, the thinking circuit of Sanbu is as simple and straightforward as that.

It took only a moment for Kungfu Sanbu's eyes to become clear again, and the Hundred Styles of Avalokitesvara disappeared immediately.

"You bastard...you do it without saying anything." Seeing that the monk didn't move, Zorgen completely got out of the ground, "If it wasn't for the sake of the same organization, you would have been buried in the sea of ​​insects."

Zorgen is very embarrassed now, the Akatsuki windbreaker on his body is cracked here and there, and the bugs on his body are still flowing out of the hundred orifices.

The worms that come out are like little streams.

"vomit!"

This time Dorophia couldn't bear it anymore, she vomited violently at first, then rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

What kind of monsters are there in this organization? There are all kinds of weird people in a mess, and they look like they want to destroy the world.

"Whew, whoop, whoop, whoop."

Lucia's helicopter hovered over the village, and the sound of snorting caught people's ears.

"What happened to the village... was it destroyed? This is an extraordinary handwriting." The helicopter can clearly see the village's miserable appearance, and more high-definition pictures and videos have been sent to the city of thousands of tops. "Be careful, what is this?" Ghosts, Kalmyk Buddha statues?!"

Hundred-style Avalokitesvara rises from the ground.

"Sukka Bulie!"

Kalmyks are the Mongolian ethnic group in Europa and the only region in Europe that believes in Buddhism. Of course, there is another name for the Kalmyks in China—Turghuts.

"Whoosh!"

The helicopter made an emergency evasive action, dodging the suddenly rising Baishi Guanyin.

Dust rose from the ground amidst the rumbling sound, and the helicopter hurriedly raised the distance. Extraordinary fights on the ground were more spectacular than modern warfare. If such a Buddha statue appeared on the battlefield, the enemy soldiers would probably be terrified.

The helicopter swayed as if drinking fake wine, and all the important officials of the city of a thousand tops wanted to vomit. The shaky camera was a great torture to the viewers.

The destroyed small village only made them feel a little turbulent, but the ice edge rising in the village made people feel restless.

Being able to control the ice is definitely their Lucia's excellence!

Sure enough, such a vast country cannot be a supernatural desert, but the members of the Akatsuki organization who appear here are intriguing. Are they here to fight for this supernatural, or to kill this supernatural?

And what the hell are these two Chaofan from the Xiao organization doing.