Azathoth's different dimension chat group

Following the explanation of this young man from the Plamirt race, Tomie and the others also learned the truth about this race...

It turns out that the galaxy where Mulla is located is a place where a race called Pramirt grew and multiplied.

Later, they successfully developed an extremely powerful technology tree and steadily pushed their civilization to the third level - interstellar civilization.

Although they have reached the third level of civilization, their lives have not changed at all.

Because all the achievements of civilization have been enjoyed by the superior people in black.

The technology of immortality has created countless people in black who cannot die naturally, and the technology of destroying stars is also controlled by them.

In fact, the only people who have truly reached the third level of civilization are those from the red tribe and above.

As individuals of the Pramilt race in the blue tribe, their civilization development is still only at level 1.5.

And due to species reasons, all Plamilt races must eat their own brothers in order to reproduce.

This is inevitable, almost all Plamirt races can't help but eat their brothers when reproducing offspring.

In order to propagate the race, their family had to engage in this kind of production method that was extremely damaging to the soul.

Speaking of which, Fujiang has a problem that he still can't figure out.

"Why don't your people try cloning or in vitro breeding?"

Fujiang really doesn't understand. Their civilization is obviously so advanced, why don't they try this method?

But Mulla was also helpless: "There is no way, we have also tried this method, but for some reason, these methods failed without exception, and even caused a very serious disaster..."

"Half of the blue-clothed people died unexpectedly, and the remaining blue-clothed people were also infected by incurable plagues and viruses."

"In the end, there are less than three billion people in blue who survived..."

When Jeff heard this number, he was very surprised and said: "Three billion is not a lot!"

"For a civilization below level one, this number is indeed quite large..."

Mulla explained to them.

"But for a race capable of interstellar travel, a population of 50 billion is the normal level..."

"So my ancestors gave up the method of artificial in vitro breeding because people from the black tribe have always claimed that it was the method of artificial breeding that offended the God of Pramirt..."

The cracked girl said in surprise: "No! With such a developed civilization, there are still people who believe in those so-called gods?"

"We don't believe it!"

Mulla seemed very angry.

"This is their lie! In order to legitimately control our thoughts!"

"The tribe in black lied to us. Only by using the huge source of the world to worship the god Pramirt can we help us lift the 'reproductive curse' of our tribe!"

Now, almost all ninjas have arrived here.

"Sandaime-sama! What happened here? Who is he?"

The Sandaime smoked the cigarette in his hand. He already knew the position between Mura and them.

"It's a friend..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen said to the people behind him.

"friend?"

It was obvious that Danzo didn't trust Sarutobi, a man who was easily soft-hearted.

"What kind of friends are these monsters..."

"Danzo!"

The Sandaime scolded Danzo for this obvious insult.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend!"

"But they are not from our race..." Danzo's tone was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

"Those who are not of my race must have different minds" is one of Danzo's cognitive methods.

In fact, Mura, who is from the blue-clad tribe, also expressed his understanding of Danzo's behavior.

"Our race..."

Danzo still listened with a cold face as this alien "made things up".

"We are not of the same race as them!"

Listening to what Mura said about the messy racial relations, Danzo finally understood the meaning of his words.

"That is to say..."

"You are engaging in internal strife now..."

Before he finished speaking, Mulla quickly corrected Danzo's meaning: "No! We are not engaging in internal strife..."

"We are redeeming ourselves..."

Upon hearing this, Danzo retorted: "What's the difference between this and engaging in internal strife!"

Mulla was a little helpless.

"Our tribe is not trying to become their master..."

"Our purpose..."

"Make them extinct!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard Mulla's extremely cruel words!

"Destroy...exterminate..."

To be honest, no matter how much Danzo resented his enemies over the years, he still would not have wiped out the entire class of his enemies...

And this race...

It sounds like a joke...

But Danzo could tell it from his eyes...

He is serious!

…

Naruto saw what looked like a pocket watch under the sofa.

So he dug in curiously and planned to take out the pocket watch.

"Hey! Naruto!"

Sasuke looked at Naruto who had crawled under the sofa like a gopher and couldn't help but wonder.

"What are you doing!"

Naruto had just touched the strange pocket watch at this time, and then heard Sasuke's questioning voice again, and responded: "Sasuke, please help me move this sofa, I see a strange thing underneath! I seem to be trapped now.

The sofa card cannot be removed!"

When Sasuke heard this, he immediately felt that Naruto was a troublesome guy.

But what else can be done?

There's no way this guy can stay stuck here forever!

Sakura, who happened to have strange powers, had just come out of the toilet.

So they moved the sofa together, and Naruto came out from under the sofa holding this strange pocket watch.

Naruto held this pocket watch and looked at it for a long time but found nothing special about it.

Just like an ordinary broken pocket watch.

Neither the hour hand, minute hand, nor second hand moved at all.

The time has been frozen at six hours, thirty-two minutes and twelve seconds, as if to remember this time specifically.

The three of them looked at the details of this pocket watch carefully.

The chain was made of a strange alloy unknown to them, and had a slight reddish silver sheen.

The mirror covering the pocket watch seems to be made of crystal without impurities...

The hands are made of a special metal similar to gold...

Generally speaking, except for the material, this pocket watch is basically the same as the ordinary pocket watch in the store.

"Strange...what is this for..."

Just when the three of them were confused, Azathoth, who had just gone out to find someone, came back.

Behind Azathoth were a group of tied up ninjas from other countries, as well as several Anbu and Roots of Konoha.

"Sit down! Wait until this battle is over before you go back..."

Azathoth sat on the sofa and said to the group of tied up ninjas.

The Kingdom of Earth, the Kingdom of Water, the Kingdom of Wind, and even the ninjas from the Kingdom of Thunder who rarely come to Konoha to spy on information are all here!

"Although the Kages of other Ninja Villages don't believe this battle, looking at it this way, they are still a little suspicious..."

One of them took off his mask, revealing the familiar face under the mask.

"So my mission is to guard Konoha Village when no one is around! Capture other Ninja Village members who come to spy on information!"

"Sister Bai Le!" Naruto recognized this little sister at once.

She is Danzo's adopted daughter, a reborn person who has always wanted to join the chat group.

"Hey, can you please stop calling me such a lowly name? Just call me Sister Bai."

Bai Lele complained speechlessly to Naruto who was holding a pocket watch.

"By the way, what is this thing you are holding in your hand?"

As she said that, she reached out to take a look at the pocket watch in Naruto's hand.

Naruto also stretched out his hand very wisely, intending to hand this pocket watch to Bai Lele.

"Don't move..."

Azathoth suddenly spoke.

"Eh?"

Bai Lele's hand stopped in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

But Naruto's hand shook unconsciously and his pocket watch fell down.

What a coincidence, the time button of the pocket watch was suddenly triggered!

Sudden!

Everything is still!

…

On the other side, Smiling Dog is currently fighting with the young man in blue who is holding the "Meteor Staff" against the leader of the black tribe who is a man who transformed the undead.

The battle situation has almost been decided, and all the red-clothed tribesmen have been defeated by the huge blue-clothed tribe's offensive.

The secrets of the Jinyi Clan were also dug up.

They do not belong to the Pramelt race at all, they are just a group of deformed space dragons who were exiled by their original tribe.

The characteristic of the cosmic dragon is that its fertility is extremely low, and the offspring it gives birth to are extremely crazy and bloodthirsty, and can reproduce before they reach adulthood, but they also need to eat their own brothers to supplement most of the nutrients needed for reproduction.

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But deformed offspring are very different from normal offspring, and they tend to develop more intelligently.

They are not able to reproduce with the Pramelt race because they are still reproductively isolated from the Pramelt race.

As for why, the children they give birth to need to eat their own brothers before they can give birth to cubs. In fact, it is also because of the relationship between the Space Dragon and the Pramelt race...

They are similar races!

They are in the same subject!

They are all species belonging to the subsauridae family!

Just like humans and orangutans, they have similar physical properties.

Why do these fully adult space dragons do not need to eat their own brothers and sisters when they give birth to children? This is because the adult space dragons will transform from "males" to "men" who have no fighting ability and only know how to reproduce and breed offspring.

female".

In other words - in fact, the red-clad tribe and the black-clad tribe are not the Plamilt races at all!

They are just a group of liars who oppress and enslave the Plamirt race!

Just to use the name of the Plamirt race to plunder the origin of the world!

By offering the origin of the world to a non-existent god like the "God of Pramelt", in order to ask for its mercy, he would send a member of the so-called "Golden Mother Tribe" to lift the "breeding curse" to plunder the world.

origin!

Their purpose is actually to transform themselves into adult forms!

They can't be considered deformed, their style should be considered a mutation!

It has mutated into a species that needs to eat the origin of the world and items with the origin of the world to grow slowly!

This is why they plunder so much of the essence of the world!

Because they need food!

They need to grow!

The Jinyi Clan are actually deformed cosmic dragons that have reached full adulthood!

Only deformed children are worthy of becoming the rulers of these Plamirt races! Normal cosmic dragon larvae can only be used as cannon fodder!

The origin of each world can only raise one deformed cosmic dragon individual to adulthood!

It was only nine hundred years ago when the first golden-clothed tribe appeared and when the Plamirt race had hierarchical classes...

Originally, they had pinned their hopes on being able to end the pain of breeding their offspring through the so-called "Golden Clothes Mother Clan".

But this hope was shattered when the lie was shattered...

"We...we have been deceived for nine hundred years!"

When everyone realized this, they vented their anger on the red-clothed tribe who oppressed them!

When the real young man of the Pramirt race cracked the code of the weapons depot and found the galaxy where these deformed space dragon larvae were located...massacre!

Their weapon level has now become the same as that of the deformed space dragon larvae, and their number is more than five hundred times greater than them!

In this case, almost all the red people were slaughtered!

And the adult deformed space dragon individual without any fighting ability...

All of them were torn to pieces by the angry Pramirites!

Only the "Black Tribe" - the first generation of deformed space dragon larvae are still lingering!

This battle...

It ended too soon...