[Comprehensive] On the Perfect Fusion of Lucky E and European Emperor

The sky was oppressive and dark, indicating that a violent storm might come at any time, just in case Weiming summoned the Tang Paper Umbrella Demon early on, anyway, with his current strength, the consumption of three or two n-level shikigami is not as good as Recovery is fast.

The surrounding environment is very familiar, Weiming avoids the guards whose defensive ability is much stronger than in memory, looks at the half of the sky reddened by the dark orange chakra from a distance, and suddenly asks about Indra, which only he can see: "This power... is Nine Tails? But why does it seem to be different?"

"It's the complete Nine-Tails." Indra recalled the Konoha he had glimpsed before, which was obviously much newer than the Konoha in his memory, "It seems that what you have to experience this time is history as you said. "

"When the dungeons I experienced before were not so close to the real time, it was much easier to distinguish them with the leaves as marks." Weiming turned his head and looked around, "It seems that something major has happened. By the way, Indra , I wanted to ask you from the beginning just now, do you feel that one of the three chakras coming from over there is just like... you?"

"It's not just that one. It should be said that I am familiar with the three chakras that are fighting over there."

Indra didn't hide the complex emotions in his eyes - how could he not feel it?

"When you put it that way, I also feel that the last type of chakra is somewhat familiar." Weiming stopped the movement of tapping his palm with his fan, stretched out his hand to hold Indra and walked forward, "I can't ignore this kind of thing. , How about... let's go and see what's going on together."

Indra lowered his eyes and glanced at his wrist which was held by Weiming, and did not break free, but just reminded him lightly: "The battle going on over there is obviously an endless battle of life and death, if you want to go there, you'd better hide your whereabouts .”

"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." After receiving Indra's specific answer, Weiming took out two cards from his bosom without affecting his actions or letting go of Indra. The breath-containing talisman that came out——Fortunately, in order to prevent any troubles in the dungeon, Weiming deliberately took off the three gravity talismans on his body before, "I always feel that something is wrong with this dungeon, Inda Luo should be more careful."

Hearing this, Indra froze when he originally wanted to quietly take his wrist out of the master's hand, and gave up this move like a broken jar: "I know."

Weiming and Indra quickly approached the battlefield without disturbing anyone.

"This...seems to be the Valley of the End." Weiming looked at the completely unfamiliar scene around him and lowered his voice, almost whispering, "So the two sides that are fighting now are the first generation and Uchiha Madara...Indra?! "

"You have changed, Hashirama." The battle was coming to an end, Uchiha Madara lowered his head to look at the blade penetrating from his chest, unable to tell what his expression was, "Put the cart before the horse, one day it will become darkness... "

——The person whose heart was pierced from behind by the first generation with a long knife, even though he could only see his face clearly for a moment, Wei Ming keenly discovered that the person looked very much like Indra!

When the heavy rain poured down, Tangzhi Umbrella Demon cleverly opened her umbrella and floated in mid-air to block the rainwater for Weiming who was stunned.

"That's... Uchiha Madara?" Forcibly suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, Weiming's tone trembled uncontrollably. For a moment, his hand holding Indra's wrist was so tight that even Indra couldn't bear it. It hurts to live.

"Maybe." As if the wrist was not his own, Indra's face remained unchanged, and he couldn't see the thoughts that surged in his heart when he saw the man kneeling beside Uchiha Madara's body powerlessly— —It really looks like someone who looks like Asura, like the scene when I was accidentally defeated by Asura who gained the power of the old man.

It's a pity that even if Asura got the power of the old man, he could only turn defeat into victory once.But the result of the scene in front of me can no longer be changed... No!

"That person is not dead yet, he shouldn't die so easily." Indra touched his eyes, he didn't know how much power this person who was not named Uchiha Madara had, but if Sharingan really If it is his fairy eye inheritance, then a strong man whose strength has grown to this stage should not die so easily.

"In this case..." Weiming jumped out from the hiding place, "Let's ask him directly, the history may be tampered with after the union, but there will always be many records about the past in a big family that has been passed down for so many years , as the patriarch, what Uchiha Madara knows may be much more detailed than what we guessed and pieced together."

When leaning over to hug Uchiha Madara, Miname let go of Indra's wrist, which he had been holding tightly.But just when Weiming turned around and was about to leave, Senshou Hashirama, who should have lost consciousness, suddenly grabbed his ankle tightly—the strength was so strong that it didn't look like a weak wounded person.

The Tang Paper Umbrella Demon still quietly floated in mid-air to cover the rain, and it didn't care that Weiming's clothes were already stained with muddy water from Uchiha Madara's body.Weiming was stunned for a moment, but he was not moved by this person's persistence, and even if he couldn't make a move with this level of hindrance, he didn't need to waste the opportunity of controlling the soul and congealing body. The umbrella sword didn't show its sharpness, but just slammed on the wrist of that hand.

...still didn't let go.

Senshou Zhuma struggled to raise his head, but at most he supported his face with his chin and tilted his face up slightly. The heavy rain made it impossible for him to see the person standing in front of him clearly with his originally dull eyes. The Uchiha Madara held in that person's arms seemed to be clearly visible: "Let go... let go..."

"It's you who should let go!" The failure to help Weiming obviously put Gu Huo Niao in a bad mood. She no longer restrained the sharp sword intent on the Umbrella Sword, and just saw that she wanted to cut off that hand directly.

"It doesn't need to be so bloody," Weiming thought for a while, thinking about the taijutsu that Indra had learned in ninja school, and Indra had urgently cultivated it for a period of time. Unsure, he tried to break free a few times—fortunately, he broke free , Otherwise, is it really necessary for Gu Huo Niao to cut off the hand of the first generation?

Anyway, I have been a villager of Konoha for so many years, so I always feel that it is not good to do so.

Qianshou Zhujian felt that his hands were empty in a trance, and the speed of the familiar figure going away was obviously not fast, but his body, which was already unable to move, could only thump forward feebly twice, unable to grab anything.

In the end, all he could do was watch him disappear.

There seemed to be a void in my heart suddenly, after Senshou Zhujian struggled forward for a while, he finally fell into the darkness of nothingness irresistibly.

Weiming clearly felt that the body in his arms was gradually becoming cold and stiff. If Indra hadn't said that he was not dead, he would really have thought it was a corpse, but even so, Weiming's steps in the rainstorm were still graceful. Almost leisurely: "Indra, since this man is not dead, do you need to heal his wounds?"

"Don't worry about him." Indra frowned and looked at Weiming's clothes stained by mud and water, "Find a place to shelter from the rain first, and then change clothes. As for him—just leave it alone and wait until he wakes up. "

"Actually..." Weiming had a faint smile on his lips, "If I didn't have many doubts and wanted to ask him, and it seemed that I could only find him, I really wanted to see if I could use his body to bring you back to life. Indra."

Indra didn't expect Weiming to have such an idea, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You look so similar, his power seems to come from the same source as yours, and now his consciousness is in deep chaos, isn't it a perfect carrier?" Weiming said, feeling a little regretful up.

"...he is too weak." Indra pursed his lips and refused.

It's not just because he lost to the man who looks like Asura, and it's not because Indra doesn't want to be resurrected to have a real flesh and blood body, it's just... Indra didn't tell Weiming why he was able to confirm this person Not dead, not only because of the inheritance of the fairy eye, but also because he saw dense threads connecting the world in this person.

——No matter how good the opportunity is, Indra doesn't want to be trapped in this world in order to be resurrected.

"And the body that was taken is someone else's after all." Indra's expression remained unchanged, he was so calm that he couldn't see the myriad of thoughts in his heart, "There are other ways, and - I am still much better now, It will get better and better."

"Other ways..." Weiming smiled wryly and shook his head, without saying anything.

The author has something to say: I always feel that if Indra really robs Uchiha Madara's body, this article will really become a masterpiece...

This dungeon may be a bit messy, please take a closer look~