[Complete] I'm probably a god

This world is different from the world that Yuan Zezhen traveled to before.

The world where personalities are everywhere is obviously a modern society, except for the existence of personalities, it is not much different from his original world.

That is to say, the roots are the same. Before the emergence of individuality, all histories, myths, and legends are common.

The people over there knew King Arthur and Joan of Arc, but it was different here.

This is a completely different world, and the current timeline is equivalent to the Warring States Period, and the people participating in the battle are ninjas.

Joan of Arc and the others have no way to show up here, and they can't even transform into a spirit body. They can only enter the system space and are forced to wait.

I can't see what's happening outside, so I can only communicate with Yuan Zezhen through telepathy.

If you want to fight, you can only use the command spell, and it has a time limit.

"Does it mean that the combat power is very limited..."

It should not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

For the time being, Yuan Zezhen found a river first to ensure the water problem. He planned to sort out the current situation first and then see if he could find the village.

If it is an ordinary host, there are only three command spells, and once the command spells are used up, the contract will be automatically released.

But according to No. 00, Hara Zezhen's Command Spell is restored once a day, and it's not the standard three-stroke pattern that appears on the back of his hand. His Command Spell is printed on the back, and Joan of Arc described it Let's look at the specific pattern, but he is still at a loss, and he doesn't know exactly how many strokes there are.

'Do you know how many Command Seals I have? '

'Six strokes. '

Six strokes.

Twice as much as the average host, is this his benefit as the main system contractor?

If it is six strokes, plus one stroke a day, it seems that it should be enough.

But the time limit is not known exactly.

No. 00 also told Hara Zema about the general information of this world. Now it is equivalent to the Warring States Period. Countless tribes assembled by different ninjas fought with each other, corpses were scattered everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers.

The power system in this world is mainly Chakra. Whether it is ninjutsu, illusion or pupil technique that ninjas use, they all rely on Chakra to activate.

Chakra is divided into seven attributes: fire, water, wind, thunder, earth, yin, and yang. Different people have different attributes, and ninjutsu is therefore classified.

It can be physical energy or mental energy, which is equivalent to NP value, and it cannot be released without chakra skills.

There are not no people who can't refine ninjutsu and can't refine chakra. Most of them are commoners, and a few are high-ranking daimyos.

There is a country, but the people cannot live and work in peace and contentment. The lives of civilians are worthless and can be killed easily. The average lifespan of a ninja will not exceed thirty.

Yuan Zezhen held Sha Sa, who wanted to go to the river to drink water, and looked at the corpse floating this way from the upper reaches.

It seems that his idea of ​​finding a river to settle down first is still too naive.

"Woof...?" Sa Sa wagged his tail in some puzzlement, but in the end he docilely lay down at Yuan Zezhen's feet.

The survival of the local residents is so difficult, not to mention that he is an ordinary person who knows nothing but some physical skills, and he also has a dog.

Shasa rubbed Yuan Zezhen's legs, then suddenly his ears moved as if he had noticed something, and then changed his docile appearance and showed his fangs ferociously in a certain direction.

Yuan Zezhen's ears caught the subtle sound of piercing the sky, he sideways avoided the attacking Kunai, and looked at the man who appeared in front of him.

He was around thirty years old, with a passer-by face, and was looking at him warily at this moment.

"Your ninja nose is really good."

Yuan Zezhen didn't change his face, and took a step back to take a defensive posture.

"Which family are you from? Why are you here??"

The man looked Yuan Zezhen up and down.

Yuan Zezhen is still in modern attire at this time, which is out of tune with this era, and the man can't judge Yuan Zezhen's identity for a while.

No matter which family it is... In short, he has never seen it, so he should kill it directly to prevent accidents! !

The man attacked with Kunai in his hand, Yuan Zezhen didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he could only dodge and deal with him, and at the same time shouted: "Shasa, hide away!"

The sword has no eyes, he was afraid that Sha Sa would be accidentally injured.

These ninjas don't care whether a dog lives or dies.

Sha Sa gritted her teeth, as if she really wanted to jump up and bite, but knew that she was not strong enough and would only cause trouble for Yuan Zezhen, so she backed away slowly, with the fierce look in her eyes undiminished.

The man was surprised that Yuan Zezhen, who looked quite weak, was able to deal with him for so long, even without a weapon.

He couldn't waste any more time here.

Yuan Zezhen was wary of the man's movements, and then met his eyes unexpectedly.

The pupils became scarlet, and there were three black hook jades rotating in them.

Yuan Zezhen felt something bad subconsciously, but it was too late.

When I came back to my senses, I found myself sitting in the classroom.

Very familiar, has spent nearly two hundred days of classrooms here.

Class A of the first year of Xiongying High School.

Standing on the podium was Aizawa Shouta, who was writing something on the blackboard with his back turned to him.

The surrounding is very quiet, and I can hear the "rustling" sound of the pen tip scratching on the paper.

Before Yuan Zezhen realized what happened, the scene changed again.

It is in front of the dormitory at night.

His eyes darkened.

"Leaving like this is really disappointing our feelings for you, Yuan Ze classmate."

Green Valley Izuku stood in front of him, attacking him mercilessly.

And that's not all, explosions, ice and fire came from nowhere to attack him.

Yuan Zezhen still has no weapons. As mentioned earlier, without followers by his side, he is just an ordinary person with better individual skills.

Looking at the expression on Midoriya Izuku's face, he felt that something was surging in his heart.

Both the contact with No. 00 and the servants in the system space were cut off, but he extracted information from the information given by No. 00 before, and understood what the situation he was in now was.

This is an illusion, and the pair of scarlet eyes he met before were Sharingan.

This is illusion, so it's all fake.

Hara Sawama looked at Toroko and Katsuki Bakugo who appeared beside Izuku Midoriya, with a blank expression on his face.

Ah, he seems a little angry.

They, they are all heroes, and they will be heroes recorded in the annals of history in the future. There is absolutely no such expression on their faces.

Even if you know it's fake.

"I command you in the name of the Command Seal, Cu Chulainn, to appear before me!"

The scene in front of him cracked like a broken mirror, turning from night to day again, and the man before him widened his eyes, looking at the spear protruding from his chest in disbelief.

Uchiha Xuanxin spat out a mouthful of blood "Wow", he didn't understand why the situation became like this.

He used the illusion on Yuan Zezhen, and it succeeded, the other party's eyes lost their spirit, and then when he was about to give Yuan Zezhen a fatal blow, the man suddenly appeared behind him.

I didn't notice it at all.

This is impossible.

For a ninja, detecting the breath is the most basic, even if it is approached with the instant body technique, it is impossible!

It's like, where there were no people, people suddenly appeared.

The spear was pulled out by the person behind him, and Uchiha Xuanshin suddenly lost his strength and knelt on the ground on one knee, clutching the wound but couldn't stop the gushing blood.

He saw the man walk up to Yuan Zezhen.

It was a man, tall, with an indifferent expression, no emotion in his eyes, red patterns painted on his bare chest and face, and the tail behind him was covered with spikes like the gun in his hand.

Although it has a human form, it is obvious at a glance that it is not human.

Uchiha Xuanxin didn't know what kind of existence this was, only felt fear.

It was as if he was just an incompetent human being, and the opposite was a powerful beast that could separate his body and head with just one claw.

As a ninja, being able to die in battle is the highest honor, which does not include now.

When he met those red eyes, he realized from the bottom of his heart that there was no chance of winning.

There is no possibility of even struggling.

"What's the matter Xuanxin, I haven't come back for so long, what happened..." Another ninja walked out of the woods while talking, and then stopped abruptly when he saw the scene in front of him.

The next moment he pulled out the kunai pinned to his leg, and shouted, "It's the enemy!!!"

"Don't come here, run away..." Uchiha Xuanxin panted, he had no strength to shout anymore.

His companion's shout not only called other people, but also attracted the enemies who were hiding in the dark.

Now it's Yuan Zezhen who is in the middle, and a scuffle is about to break out.

What Yuan Zezhen summoned was Cu Chulainn, and among his followers, he had the strongest single combat ability.

Things have developed to the point where there is no possibility of anything going well. Even if you run away now, you will probably be recognized later, and maybe you will be hunted down.

"Cuchulin, you don't like running away, do you?"

His mood became not very good because of that illusion.

"Ah." Cu Chulainn responded, his eyes without emotion swept across the person in front of him, "Give me an order, master."

If it was Joan of Arc or Arthur, Yuan Zezhen might hesitate, because they don't like killing, even if they are not foolish people, as long as it is Yuan Zezhen's order, he will obey, but he still wants to avoid it subconsciously. .

'Will killing these people affect the so-called world line? ' Hara Zezhen asked No. 00.

No. 00: 'No. '

That is a mediocre person, a person who will not be recorded, and there is no need to pay attention.

This is the thought that came to Yuan Zezhen's mind.

"Cuchulin, do it."

The servants and his mind are connected, and the next thing is to start a one-sided battle.

Yuan Ze really didn't know if the pupil technique of Sharingan was useful to the followers, so he reminded Cu Chulainn: "Be careful with their eyes."

"Eyes?" Cu Chulainn sneered, "Then just don't look at it."

Yes, in theory, if you don't want to use the middle pupil technique, just don't look at it, or in other words, kill the operator before that.

That is easier said than done.

But for Cu Chulainn, this is not difficult.

Then he simply closed his eyes and fought without being affected at all.

When the last enemy fell, Cu Chulainn glanced at the white dog beside Yuan Zezhen for some reason, and then looked at Yuan Zezhen again: "The time is almost up."

Servants must rely on command spells to fight in this world, and there is a time limit, and this time is obviously much shorter than Yuan Zezhen expected.

...It seems that even if he has six strokes, he should use it carefully if he can recover one stroke a day.

"If you have an order, call me again, master." After Cu Chulainn finished speaking, his figure dissipated and returned to the system space.

Yuzao was very unconvinced, saying that he is also [evil], and can also kill enemies for the master, so why did he call Cu Chulainn? ?

Cu Chulainn still ignored him.

Yuan Zezhen stood in front of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Only a small area around him was clean. In order to prevent Shasha's white hair from being stained, he hugged it.

"Who are you? This, what's going on??"

The voice of a teenager.

Yuan Zezhen looked over, and there was a person standing not far away, and it was indeed a young boy.

The black hair looked a little prickly, and the handsome man whose face was not fully grown but could already foresee the future, his eyes were scarlet, with black jade rolling inside.

It's a writing wheel.

Yuan Zezhen's eyes fell on the information displayed in front of the boy.

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