Azathoth's different dimension chat group

Among all the group members now, there should be no group members who can experience large-scale events.

So now, among all the worlds of group members, the most "busy" world is definitely the world of Naruto where Naruto is now.

Not only has the protagonist just experienced the initial plot unfolding, but now he is about to experience an "alien invasion" event.

What is certain is that this incident will never affect the unfolding of other events, but it may have a great impact on the final development of this world.

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"By the way...why are you here?"

Jeff looked at the "husky" with a strange smile in front of them and said with a very helpless expression.

"Hehehe~ Of course I'm here to help you defeat those alien species!"

The smiling dog now looks more like a husky after playing with the starry sky for a while.

"I think you just want to take the opportunity to spread your existence to another world!"

Jeff also exposed Smiling Dog's lies without hesitation.

"You have no fighting ability. If you participate in the battle, it is easy to accidentally injure members of our side..."

Although the reincarnations who are most vulnerable to accidental injuries did not participate in this frontline battle, Smiling Dog's "mental pollution" can affect Nine-Tails' passive skills.

Although it will not last long if it is not specifically targeted by Smiling Dog, it will still have some mental impact.

What's more, if Smiling Dog really uses the "mental pollution" skill on alien species, it will take at least a whole day to kill them all, which is a waste of time.

So Jeff and the others simply rejected Smiling Dog's offer to follow them.

But, do they really think that the smiling dog will obey them?

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"Damn the red tribe! I think we, the blue tribe, should unite to deal with those brutal red tribes!"

Different from the deformed and distorted appearance of the Wuyi tribe, the appearance of the Pramelt race of the Blue tribe is more like that of ordinary humans, except that they have reptile-like green skin, and

A horn only possessed by the adult Plamirt race.

At this time, in the "Blue Clothes Tavern", many blue-clothed tribesmen were drinking mischievous drinks (a drink similar to alcohol with a pungent smell). A drunk blue-clothed tribesman jumped on the counter and shouted loudly.

He denounced the "crimes" of the red tribe and planned to incite other blue tribes to join forces to fight against the red tribe who oppressed them.

Other people in blue are already used to this situation.

There are basically no other tribes here, because other tribes generally have a discriminatory attitude towards the blue-clad tribe. Basically, they will not stay in the gathering place of the blue-clad tribe unless their superiors have special requirements.

Moreover, the blue-clothed tribe does not have a good impression of the red-clothed tribe, the higher-level black-clothed tribe, and the top gold-clothed tribe. Basically, all the blue-clothed tribes have an attitude of indignation and fear towards their superiors.

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So basically no one in blue would complain to the superiors, and of course they wouldn't care even if they complained.

And under the stimulation of alcohol, they will become self-indulgent like humans.

In addition, their life spans are generally measured in hundreds of years, so their usual grievances are many times greater than those of ordinary humans.

There are basically two or three cases of this kind of insults or inciting the blue-clothed tribe to fight against the red-clothed tribe, the black-clothed tribe, or even the top gold-clothed tribe in the tavern every day.

The blue-clothed tribe is basically a group of individuals of the Pramilt race who are only qualified to do menial jobs and menial jobs, and occasionally act as cannon fodder on the battlefield when the powerful Makana insects are not enough.

The main job of the red people is to control the war and rule the blue people, and they are also responsible for some tasks with less work and high wages.

The black people are responsible for the more high-end scientific and technological management professions, as well as the safest factory processing management and management of the order of the entire Plamirt race, and most of them are nobles of the Plamirt race.

The job of the gold-clothed tribe is actually easier. They are all responsible for producing the highest quality black-clothed tribe, while the deformed unclothed tribe will be sent to the red-clothed tribe for training.

In addition, most of the orders of the gold-clad tribe must be completed unconditionally with the consent of the "senior council" composed of the black-clad tribe.

As for the Wuyi tribe, they are completely a group of deformed children who failed to hatch. They have no status in the Pramelt race. Their only job is to undergo special training and torture, and then be assigned to other worlds as spies, or something similar to reconnaissance.

It has the same function as a soldier.

They were brainwashed into a group of low-level races that only believed in the god Pramelt, and led countless Makana zerg tribes to serve as vanguards on the planet that was about to be plundered.

In this case, the status and position of the blue-clothed tribe in the entire group is particularly unimportant. It can even be said that they are just a group of servants who specialize in serving the superiors!

The endless oppression all day long, the pitiful treatment of high work but low pay, and the grief and anger of having to eat my own brother, with no way to vent.

But they dare not, and basically have no way to resist their superiors.

There is no way, they are not the red people who manage wars and weapons. They have no access to cutting-edge weapons. It is nonsense to resist them.

"We, the people in blue... Hiccup! It's time to rise! Hiccup..."

The drunk man in blue said something like this incoherently.

Others also asked him in a joking manner: "Oh? According to what you said, why do we blue clothes rise? We don't even have as many low-end weapons as the red clothes, let alone they have more

The ultra-high-end weapons that destroyed the planet are still maintained by the black tribe..."

"bump!"

A stick-like object wrapped in black cloth was slapped on the table by the man in blue in full view of everyone.

"Will this work?"

The man in blue no longer had the drunken temperament he had before, and his dark green eyes were full of determination.

"This...this is!"

All the people in blue around were shocked!

"This is the legendary being who can control the trajectory of a planet and emit high-intensity antimatter and dark matter rays..."

"Meteor Staff!"

All the people in blue put down their half-drunk glasses of wine and immediately surrounded the person in blue in the middle.

"How did you get it..."

An older man in blue quietly asked this boy in blue who looked particularly young.

"It's very simple..."

The boy in blue explained.

"In a certain battle, I picked up the clothes of a dead red-clothed clan, cracked the identity key on his body, and took the opportunity to approach a black-clothed clan..."

"I killed him!"

"And discovered a secret..."

This young Pramilt race individual revealed a fact that shocked everyone.

"What!"

"How did you do that!"

Everyone has always felt that it is completely impossible to kill the Black Tribe who are protected by countless Makana Zerg Tribes.

It is almost impossible to kill the superior in the world view of the Pramirt race with a third-level civilization!

Not to mention the countless top Macana Zerg individuals around Black Clothes who have been protecting him, but the galaxy they are in is definitely not something that an ordinary boy in Blue Clothes can know!

The galaxy to which the black and gold tribes belong is a completely mysterious place in the eyes of all the blue tribes.

Even many of the blue-clothed tribesmen have never seen even one of the black-clothed tribesmen and gold-clothed tribesmen from birth to natural old age and death!

Not to mention that the galaxy where their blue-clad tribe lives has no space stations or spaceships capable of interstellar navigation!

Even if you are pretending to be a red-clad clan, it is still a big challenge to get close to the black-clad clan!

How on earth... did he do it...

And what is that secret...

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When Fujiang looked at this wormhole, he always felt that it was filled with countless bugs...

"Is it indeed a wormhole..."

"In a few hours, there will be a swarm of bed bugs inside..."

"Hmph! Disgusting!"

Tomie doesn't have even the slightest fondness for a race that enjoys watching the other side kill and fight.

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Around the plain where the wormhole appeared, a large group of ninjas have been ambushed. As long as Danzo and Sarutobi give orders, they will attack the incoming alien species together.

Most of these ninjas are Konoha Village's elite chunin and jounin, genin and some special chunin and family ninjas are responsible for protecting the secretly evacuated residents of Konoha Village.

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"What's wrong? Ninja-sama!"

One of the residents of Konoha Village was in a safe temporary residence asking the chuunin in front of them who was responsible for protecting them.

"What happened in Konoha Village? Why did the Sandaime and other ninjas run to join the battle? Did the Nine-tailed Demon Fox come out to cause trouble again?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present began to whisper.

"Yes... that child is not here now..."

"It can't really be that the nine-tailed demon fox came out to cause trouble..."

"It's possible..."

"..."

Listening to the ignorant residents doubting Naruto this time, Shikamaru, who had skipped class with Naruto and was punished, stood up and spoke.

"Hey! You people!"

Shikamaru's expression looked a little unhappy.

"You are clearly receiving the safety protection of the ninjas, but you are complaining about Naruto who is about to become a ninja. Even if Naruto is really a nine-tailed demon fox, you shouldn't discriminate against him like this! He is just a child now!"

After hearing Shikamaru say this, others began to refute.

"Aren't we just kids when we went through the Kyuubi Rebellion? Should we bear the pain of our parents passing away?!"

The other friends who usually hang out with Naruto all speak up for Naruto.

"But didn't Naruto have no parents since he was a child and you are discriminating against him? What's more, although Naruto always plays pranks, he will solve the mess he made after every prank! Don't you see it?!"

Most of the people who can speak for Naruto are children from the big families of Konoha Village who know some truth.

Because their parents or relatives are basically family members who know the truth, they don't hate Naruto very much. On the contrary, because of the Fourth Generation, they rarely say bad things about Naruto to their children.

It's a pity that they are all descendants of the family and don't have much time to play with Naruto...

Moreover...Naruto's identity as a Jinchuuriki is also one of the important reasons why he is isolated from everyone...

"cut……"

The villagers of Konoha really don't want to argue with a group of children, and they are also the children of a big family in Konoha.

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"Original sin..."

Azathoth stared at the empty ceiling inexplicably and said an equally inexplicable sentence.

"Arrogance... It seems that he should be a more powerful derivative image projected by Lucifer in that world..."

"The Lord of Hell he supports should be a derivative of Satan..."

"But...I don't want to ask about this matter anymore..."

Sasuke and Sakura on the side looked at Azathoth who was so incomprehensible, and asked Naruto: "Naruto... what does your group leader do?"

Naruto couldn't tell the two of them Azathoth's specific strength and identity, so he gave a very vague but very accurate answer: "He... is a very strong... legendary figure.

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"You'd better leave it alone, the group leader always says something we don't understand..."

Naruto explained.

"That's it..."

Sasuke nodded slightly as if he understood.

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The commander of the red tribe on the other side of the wormhole commanded a group of blue tribesmen and ordered them to enter the wormhole carrying a bunch of Makana Zerg that were about to emerge from pupae.

"You guys in blue, move these bugs outside quickly! Arrange them into a wall according to previous training!"

"Go quickly!"

"yes……"

The people in blue around them responded tremblingly and then stepped into the wormhole...