Konoha Dimension Chat Group

Miss Kaguya: "[Picture], [Picture], we have already taken care of two senior reincarnations. Are these reincarnations a little too weak? It seems that none of them are good at shooting."

Aowu is super fierce: "That's because the start and development of the dimensional chat group is many times that of the main god space."

Aowu is super fierce: "The main god space usually invites ordinary people to enter, and the dimensional chat group sometimes even directly invites star bosses, such as... Little Breaking Ball."

Wandering little broken ball: "It's so cute. I seem to hear someone talking about how handsome I am."

The eternal seventeen-year-old girl: "Generally speaking, these reincarnation teams should only have three people in a team, right? I remember the group leader said it in the group before. In other words, Xiao Kaguya now only needs to Kill the last weak reincarnator and the mission will be completed."

The eternal seventeen-year-old girl: "How can it be repaired! I'm so envious that I didn't get a quota for such a simple task!"

Painter at the entrance of ICBC: "Senior Zi's luck today was unexpectedly bad."

Oow, super fierce: "Maybe it's the year of your birth year, so wear a red t-shirt to ward off evil spirits!"

The eternal seventeen-year-old girl: "Bah! I am only 17 years old this year, how can it be possible that my zodiac year will come so soon? It will take several years until my zodiac year!"

Miss Kaguya: "Hmm...are you sure you're not seven thousand one hundred years old?"

The eternal seventeen-year-old girl: "Kaguya-chan, please don't challenge the majesty of the authority dog! Although I am only an administrator, I am also a cuckold authority dog!"

Ignorant Ying Zheng: "Cuckold? I remember the group leader said what cuckold means, cough!"

"..."

Looking away from the dimensional chat group, Shinomiya Kaguya had a helpless smile on her pretty face. Sure enough, sister Yakumo Murasaki still likes to act cute in the group.

Even though everyone in the group knows that she is very old, she insists on saying that she is 17 years old.

Even if someone is said to be one year older... Sister Yakumo Murasaki can be anxious with him.

But it is undeniable that in the dimensional chat group, the most active and easy to get along with is probably Yakumo Murasaki! Comparing her familiar personality shows that she is definitely the easiest person to get along with in the group.

Of course, people like the old man with white beard and the group leader are also very easy to get along with.

After Shinomiya Kaguya put aside these thoughts in her mind, she once again spread her domineering energy and quickly locked her next target.

Just now, I used the Haki of Insight and Information to conduct a superficial mind reading on the senior reincarnator holding a long sword.

At that time, the other party was extremely nervous and frightened, and his inner thoughts had long been revealed, so Shinomiya Kaguya "saw" them clearly. She even knew exactly what the last senior reincarnator looked like.

So this time when she was looking for someone, she could identify the target faster and more quickly.

Now the target has been completely determined. It is less than two kilometers away from him, and the opponent seems to be moving at high speed.

It's just that compared to his own speed, it's like a turtle racing against a car.

"There is really only one person. It seems that the group leader is right. The reincarnation team usually consists of 3 people, maybe 4 to 5 people at most. If there are more people, it won't be called a team. ”

Shinomiya Kaguya murmured in her mouth, and her speed continued to increase.

About a kilometer or two away from her, a middle-aged man was walking quickly through the alley, with a look of astonishment on his scarred face.

Because a bad premonition suddenly arose in the heart of this middle-aged man with a scar. This bad premonition seems to be getting stronger and stronger as time goes by slowly! It's shocking!

Years of combat experience made him instantly feel that something was not quite right.

Why does this strange foreboding appear for no reason?

As he quickly walked through the alley, his mind was spinning.

"First contact the other reincarnation team to see if something went wrong on their side? Logically speaking, it should be impossible. After all, they are all in the main god space and have purchased a lot of trump cards. It should be impossible. Are you trapped in this world of reincarnation?!"

"Even if you really encounter a powerful enemy that you can't defeat together, with their trump cards, there shouldn't be any problem if you need to escape. Unless the enemy... is already too strong."

The premonition in his heart became increasingly bad, and he hurriedly stopped his rapid pace.

Immediately he took out a communicator without any logo from his pocket.

After pressing the buttons on the communicator a few times, the middle-aged man with Scar could only hear the sound of "rustling", which made his expression suddenly look ugly.

There was a little anger on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Damn... the other team won't be destroyed by the crowd, right? They have been told to be more careful. This world is the world view of the future. Who knows what water has? How deep! If you’re not careful like this, could it be that these guys just got through the previous reincarnation worlds?”

He already felt that he had met pig teammates, and there were more than one pig teammates.

The middle-aged man Scar suddenly thought of something and hurriedly used this communicator to contact his two teammates.

It doesn't matter if the other senior Samsara team is wiped out, but if something happens to one of your own teammates, it will be troublesome!

He is the captain of this team of reincarnators, and he has spent countless points and energy on this team.

If he was knocked back to his original shape overnight, he would definitely vomit blood!

However, what made him unbelievable was that he couldn't even contact any of his other two teammates!

The middle-aged man's first reaction was - this is impossible! !

However, the reason in his mind told him that his teammates might also be dead.

After all, they were all out of contact, either in a fighting state, or dead. Although he didn't want to say it, he was more inclined to the latter.

Is he alone in the reincarnation team that he worked so hard to build?

This kind of development gives people a very magical feeling. It was clear that everyone was quite good at the beginning, but as a result, not even an hour has passed yet. Two reincarnation teams, a total of six senior reincarnations, seem to be the only ones left now, and they seem a bit isolated and helpless.

"Damn it! Damn it!! Do you want me to complete the Lord God's mission alone? How can I complete it by myself? There is a time limit!"

The face of the middle-aged man with Scar was very ugly, and could even be said to be very angry.

He felt that others did not obey his orders and that was why they died.

If everything went smoothly according to his plan, maybe this kind of thing wouldn't happen, right? Hmm...actually, he wasn't particularly sure.

However, just when the middle-aged man Scar was about to take some action.

A strange and cold voice came over: "It seems that you are the last one, right? Completing the task within an hour, does it count as breaking the record?"

Scar, the middle-aged man's heart tightened, and he immediately pulled out a few flying knives from his waist. Without saying a word, the flying knives quickly shot away in the direction of the sound!

Several flying knives cut through the air in front of them, making a very sharp whistling sound.

The flying knife sank into a wall, and the handle of the knife was trembling violently.

Suddenly, several flying knives emitted dazzling sparks, and a shocking explosion sounded. The power of each flying knife explosion was definitely not inferior to high-explosive grenades, it could even be said to be even worse.

boom -

boom -

boom -

……

"Missed? How is it possible? It has obviously been shot in the direction of the sound."

A look of shock appeared on the face of the middle-aged man with Scar. The difficulty of the comer was beyond his imagination. Coupled with what the other party just said, his teammates might die in the hands of this guy!

A cold voice came from behind: "Fortunately, no one lived in the house just now. It seems to have been abandoned for at least 20 to 30 years, but your disregard for the lives of innocent people makes people angry. ah."

What! ! When...when did it appear behind you? !

The middle-aged man with Scar's heart trembled, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. However, before he could make any counterattack, a chill suddenly spread across his chest. The feeling of warm blood flowing through his skin made the middle-aged man with scars feel stagnant.

He lowered his head stiffly and looked towards his chest.

I only saw a huge blood hole on his chest. I don't know when. The diameter of the blood hole was at least ten centimeters.

Although it was dark at this time, he could still clearly see the incomplete internal organs exposed in the bloody mouth.

The blood spattered as if for free, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly came to mind.

His brain seemed to be getting groggy, and his vision began to become blurry. He wanted to make any other movements, but soon he was shocked to find that it was difficult for him to even move his hands and feet.

"How is it possible... to be so powerful... the water in this world is too deep..."

After uttering this sentence with great difficulty, the middle-aged man with scar showed a look of despair on his face, and he fell directly to the ground.

Looking at the corpse of the middle-aged man with the scar with an expressionless expression, Shinomiya Kaguya suddenly tilted her head, with a teasing look on her pretty face: "Isn't it impossible to die? My ability to pretend to be dead is pretty good, but it's a pity that I can't hide it. its me!"

Shinomiya Kaguya slowly raised her right hand, spreading her white and tender palm.

As if using the palm of his hand as a knife, he cut the "corpse" on the ground hundreds of times from a distance, and then quickly moved it more than ten meters away with "shaving".

The "corpse" on the ground suddenly screamed and then exploded into a ball of blood mist.

"Recycle the reincarnation watch..."

At the same time, a prompt that the group task was completed popped up from the chat group.