I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

That was what happened in the Kingdom of Rain. Sith took his sister and ran away without him...

But there was nothing that could be done about it. They said they had the seven-year itch. He had been with the Sith for more than ten years, how could he be as fresh as the little girl from the Uzumaki clan? Anyone who is greedy knows how to choose.

But his luck was not bad. While walking in the Rain Country, he saw three little ones dyed in red, yellow and blue from a distance.

The DNA hidden in his body moved. If he guessed correctly, there was a young shota from the Uzumaki clan among the three people.

Has he started to change his mind?

Scorpio began to ask himself this.

It turned out that he was indeed in luck. He saw a black and white pitcher plant on the tree.

From a human point of view, this thing is really not beautiful. From a pitcher plant point of view, it would probably only be regarded as an alien, with two bare leaves and a pair of big pants. If you don’t even have children, how can you behave like this?

But from a puppet master's perspective, this weird thing might be a good material for making puppets.

Strange things may not necessarily be strong, but they should be surprising when used.

He was really lucky to encounter two good materials from different batches on the same day. This was a treatment he had never had in the past ten years of life. He couldn't help but wonder if Sith was a A hidden bad luck machine?

This incident turned into an opportunity for him to defect.

But there is still a slight gap between ideal and reality. He failed to kill the pitcher plant. When he dealt with the pitcher plant, the three small red, yellow and blue ones also disappeared.

He was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but at that moment, the pitcher plant spoke.

Did the pitcher plant speak?

I don't know if it was because the world was too crazy or because he wasn't perverted enough that he couldn't react for a moment.

Nepenthes has a big hand and a big heart. He wants to do a big business with Scorpion, a business big enough to include the entire ninja world.

No matter what Scorpion does, he only has one request. He wants the entire ninja world to be in chaos. The more chaos, the better. The reward is the corpses of ten best blood-stained ninjas.

It is true that Scorpion's heart was moved, and he took away the 30% deposit from Nepenthes. In order to deal with the Sith, he even replaced one of the blood stains with a corpse of the Ghost Lantern clan, plus Minazuki and Kaguya, He successfully gathered the three royal families of Kirigakure Village.

He doesn't care who the boss behind it is, and it has nothing to do with him what conspiracy the pitcher plant has. He is a true artist. Apart from the art in his hands, happiness is all. How can he care about so much?

With the corner of his mouth raised, Xie looked away. To a certain extent, this was his "money for selling one's body". If he couldn't have fun...then he would have no choice but to continue working for Nepenthes.

Thin puppet threads were wrapped around the ice escape puppet, and the fingers flew up and down with extremely flexible movements. The Shuiwuyue puppet was like a ghost wandering in the wasteland, and it was blocked in front of Sith with a gentle pull.

"Your speed is much slower than I thought, Ice Release Yanchuixue!"

The cold wind blows, and snowflakes float in the gradually darkening desert. They swish like countless white shurikens. They are so beautiful, as if they have fallen into someone's fantasy.

Sith's expression did not change, and he still had that smiling look on his face.

"How could you realize the difference between the two of us if you didn't slow down a little?"

As he spoke, his body dived out. Although the speed was reduced, it was still astonishingly fast, and even brought up afterimages in the air. That was just the strength of his body.

Ninjas may be suitable for killing people, but in terms of physical skills and physical fitness, they are far inferior to him.

Holding his right hand on the knife, when someone passes by, the knife comes out, as if a cold rain curtain is torn from the sky.

The cold wind suddenly rose, and the sword light was drenching. The clear light of the sword seemed to be colder than the white snow falling from the sky.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The sound of sharp weapons clashing with each other kept ringing in his ears, and there were a lot of shurikens, but none of them could graze the corner of his clothes.

Stepping on a cyclone in the air with both feet, the Sith approached the puppet like a shadow. When he parted with the long knife in his hand, the blade instantly cut through the puppet's body.

The internal organs were washed, and they were full of mechanisms. There were even some metal coverings. Scorpion's puppets were well-defended. He had been learning lessons, but in the eyes of the Sith, those gadgets were nothing like tofu. They were no different from tofu. .

Stab it!

Sparks were drawn on the edge of the knife. The puppet, which was mainly made of blood-stained ninjas and mixed with countless high-end materials, did not even survive a face-to-face encounter. It was cut in half by the Sith with one knife.

"Scorpion, at this time, let me remind you that puppetry has its limits. No matter how talented you are, you can only go downhill after reaching a certain critical point. If you want to climb to the top, there is no one else but yourself. It’s better not to borrow external things, as that will make you look like a clown in front of a truly strong person.”

Scorpion neither refuted nor verbally agreed with Sith. He was not a fool, he was very shrewd, so he also had his own ideas.

Is there a limit to puppetry?

No, it is better to say that human beings have their own limits. In his nearly ten years of career as a puppet master, he gradually understood a truth. If he wanted to surpass human beings, he could only abandon the human body and turn everything into eternity. of art and puppetry.

If there really is a limit, it must be that the materials are not good enough and the technology is not high enough. As long as the materials and technology are in place, there is no limit that cannot be overcome.

Raising his head, Xie's eyes intertwined with Sith's. That smile seemed like he had seen the truth.

"My own power? Thank you for your reminder, but I didn't plan to use external force. One day, I will merge with the puppet."

Sith's body is still moving forward, and no puppet can stop him. Those deep eyes seem to be able to see through Scorpion's entire body.

"To be honest, you don't want to transform yourself into a puppet, do you?"

Scorpion's eyes narrowed.

Sith shook his head and chuckled, sighing slightly, as calmly as a leisurely stroll.

"If you really have this idea, then I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. No matter what happens elsewhere, this path is absolutely not feasible in the ninja world. That broken skin may be worse than you think. Even more important.”

Scorpio finally couldn't help but sneered. For an artist, you can insult him, but you can never insult his art.

"How do you know if you don't try? I'll walk the road that no one has walked before. I'll walk the water that no one before has walked through. I'll walk through it, but they can't do it. How dare you say that I can't do it? To be honest. , you really haven’t changed at all, you are still so self-righteous, do you really think that just because you are trying to arrange a path for others will be good? That’s what I hate the most about you.”