Global Card Master Era

"Has the quarantine started yet?"

Su Mingjing lowered his head and glanced at the scene below.

There was silence for a while, and he didn't take action immediately.

This village has been captured by the invading ninjas. This group of men is coming fiercely, and their comprehensive combat ability is far better than that of ordinary ninjas, and they don't show any traces on their bodies.

Just looking at the limited skin they exposed, there was no way to tell which ninja village they came from.

However, there is a high probability that they are not those barbarians from Kumogakure.

After all, Kumogakure's group of ninjas have a bit of a reckless attitude from top to bottom, or the personalities of their previous strong men are incompatible with the mainstream villages.

Rather than being ninjas, it is better to say that they are more like a group of rogues who stick together. They are really strong and rogue.

Even the skin color of many people in the village is a bit special, which always reminds Su Mingjing of the special groups that are overrun in a small area along the southeast coast.

This kind of temperament, from image to behavior to skin color to style, is incompatible with mainstream ninjas. It's really not that easy to hide.

But no matter what, this group of ninjas who hide themselves tightly cannot be the guys from the ninja village of the small country.

Wailing, screaming, and finally falling into purgatory.

Su Mingjing's face turned a little cold. He didn't like this scene. This wasn't even a hostility between ninjas, but a massacre that annihilated humanity.

"Su Mingjing, you have to hold back..."

He whispered a few times in his mind.

Although it is relatively easy to kill these people based on his strength, it is basically impossible to do so without hurting others and without paying any price.

"Team Guan, something is wrong. These ninjas don't look like the ninjas from those two ninja villages."

Only Su Mingjing's voice could be heard on the team channel. Almost ten seconds passed before he heard Guan Muge's deep and hoarse voice:

"Is there a possibility that it's not just the Kumogakure and Sunagakure villages who want the country of Whirlpool to die?"

Su Mingjing was silent for a moment and then said: "Sure enough, is this the crime of having a jade in the possession of an innocent man?"

"In fact, you should have thought of it a long time ago. If Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara are still alive and still in power in Konoha, the Kingdom of Whirlpool will not encounter any fatal danger."

"Yeah... is it still because of the sealing technique after all?"

"Yes, in the ninja world, Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara will be divided into a separate group;

A few, such as the Second Raikage and the Perfect Jinchuuriki, who are far superior to other Kage, are classified into a separate category;

The jinchūriki who can use the power of the tailed beasts and most of the kages in the major ninja villages are one level lower. "

"So, compared to the constantly changing Kages, the jinchūriki who can be passed down from generation to generation as long as they master the sealing technique are undoubtedly the best in this world to produce strong men who can compete with the Kages."

(In the original work, to put it bluntly, there is no concept of shadow level, let alone the concept of super shadow. Shadow is more of a symbol of ZZ status, rather than a simple measure of ninja combat effectiveness)

"so……"

"These ninjas set out from Konoha."

"This is really... cruel."

Su Mingjing sighed in a low voice, once again having new feelings about the ninja world.

"Quan Guan, I want to take action."

"If you want to take action, do it...don't hold yourself back."

"I'm not Lu Lin."

Su Mingjing said calmly: "I will not have any sympathy for the mist life...

My grandfather, my eldest uncle, third uncle, second uncle, third uncle and my brother all died in the battle in the foggy area.

I simply don’t like bullying, especially..."

He looked at the ninjas who were not even willing to spare children. They killed the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled on sight.

In the intertwined firelight, an old figure could be vaguely seen walking out slowly.

…

"Have you killed enough?"

Seeing that the white-haired figure was finally willing to show up, the ninjas who were causing massacres everywhere finally stopped.

The leading ninja said dullly: "The fact that we can use this little trick to force you out means that what we did this time is wrong."

The white-haired old man's eyes were full of grief. Looking around, he saw that those familiar people were almost dead.

This village has been completely destroyed. The Uzumaki clan people on which it developed and grew have died. Only a few people are left, chained to the ground by this group of unknown ninjas.

His tone was sad, his fists clenched and unclenched, his old body could no longer stop, and even the ups and downs of his breathing were no longer so obvious.

His body was trembling, not because of fear, but because of endless anger.

"Those children are still young, and most of them are still young and old. If you just take them away and train them from an early age, they will not only not come to retaliate against you, but they can also become your help."

"Why? Why must we kill them all!"

"Is there any problem with a ninja killing an old enemy? Or Ashina-sama, as the former clan leader, after you formed an alliance with the Senju family, you have forgotten that ninjas are people who tolerate things that ordinary people cannot tolerate? "

The ninja leader who hid his appearance with black cloth sneered, and his words showed no respect for Uzumaki Ashina, the founder of the sealing technique who single-handedly created the Kingdom of Uzumaki and led the rise of the Uzumaki clan.

"I don't think so."

Uzumaki Ashina laughed sadly.

He is no longer the strong man who could lead his people to victory. Time has bent his back, and the excessive extraction of chakra itself has also had an impact on his life.

But there is only one thing, his judgment of the situation and wisdom of war, along with the ninja world where the war continues, have left unforgettable traces in his heart:

“Is it because you want to kill our old enemy, or because you don’t want anyone to find out who you are who killed us?

That's right, the red hair of our Uzumaki clan is too obvious. If you directly put us into the 'root', no matter how hard you hide it, you can't guarantee that there will be no omissions.

After all, you ninja clan are the ninja clan of Konoha, but Konoha is not the ninja clan of Konoha! Even if you want our lives, use our roots to absorb our flesh and blood, and strengthen the sapling of Konoha, you are still afraid that your allies will be alienated. "

He laughed like crazy, but in the end he looked at these ninjas coldly.

Any ninja village would not mind absorbing young children from the Uzumaki clan who are easily controlled.

Whether it is training them into cheap killing tools, fertility machines that continuously produce children, or even cows that can use their own body fluids to treat ninjas, no ninja village will refuse.

Apart from--

Konoha! ! !

The leading ninja smiled and said: "It seems that the old patriarch Ashina thinks highly of us. The Dark Ninja of Konoha, Huo, has such a great reputation. I didn't expect that our group is also qualified to bear this nickname.

Should I be thankful? Or should I say it's an honor? However, our target is not you in the first place. "

Uzumaki Ashina's pupils shrank, and he felt huge uneasiness in his heart.

I saw a ninja quickly approaching in this direction among the ruins.

Unprecedented fear made him open his mouth, completely speechless: "Uzumaki Feiyu, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man who approached the group of ninjas stopped when he was about to approach: "Master Ashina, all this is to save your name."

The middle-aged man named Uzumaki Feiyu lowered his head, not daring to look at the old man who had risked his whole life for the Uzumaki family and the country of Uzumaki.

He turned his head and said to the group of ninjas:

"The secret scrolls of sealing techniques that you want are basically all here. The Vajra Sealing, the Four Symbols Seal, the Four Symbols Seal... and many basic knowledge of sealing techniques are all here."

"According to the agreement, we will release your respected Lord Ashina, so now, let's exchange."

The ninja leader's voice was filled with amusement.

What about the old patriarch of the Uzumaki family?

What about the founder of the sealing technique?

Being a ninja is not an honorable profession. As long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't care what despicable means he adopts.

No, it should be said, since when did it become an original sin for ninjas to use despicable means to achieve their goals?

There was a wry smile on his face under the mask.

Is it because of the collective sense of honor that naturally arises after a ninja group?

Or was it because the few monsters in the minority gave the ninjas an illusion? An illusion of being able to stand out from the shadows and live in the sunshine?

"I brought what you asked for. Now, let Ashina-sama go."

Seeing that Uzumaki Ashina was safe and sound, Uzumaki Feiyu's pale face showed some relief.

He put the scroll on the ground, took two steps back and said.

"I'll put the things here, and you can let Ashina-sama come over."

"I have to inspect the goods first."

The ninja leader directed one of his subordinates to pick up the scroll, opened it, glanced twice, and brought it to Uzumaki Ashina.

"Old Chief Ashina, everyone in the ninja world knows that your code of conduct is to keep your promises and not tell lies, so please confirm whether the scroll in front of you is a fake or genuine."

Ashina Uzumaki took the scroll with a gloomy expression, looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally raised his head and said:

"Then I will tell the truth."

Uzumaki Ashina put the scroll back into the hands of the ninja and said in a heavy voice:

"The scroll in your hand is fake!"

The tit-for-tat atmosphere at the scene suddenly turned cold after he shouted angrily.

In the cold eyes of the ninja leader, Uzumaki Feiyu's angry voice was intertwined with the explosion of the house being burned by flames.

"Uzumaki Ashina, you!!!"

Uzumaki Feiyu moved forward slightly, but was directly stopped by other ninjas.

Ashina Uzumaki couldn't bear to close his eyes: "Feiyu, keeping promises and not telling lies is my way of tolerance. I'm sorry, I can't lie."

"That's it!"

Uzumaki Feiyu took two steps back, and his pale face turned a little red:

"You treat me as a close disciple. We were not born in the same year, same month, and same day. Today, I, Uzumaki Feiyu, will die with you on the same month and same day. You, as your true clan leader, I will accompany you."

A mouthful of hot blood sprayed onto the scroll. In the ferocious sight of the ninjas, Uzumaki Feiyu pounced on the group of ninjas like a rabid dog, forcing the two people at the front to fight in close combat.

However, how could a mere Uzumaki man resist the attack of a group of elite ninjas?

In almost a few breaths, he was instantly restrained by the ninjas, and his body was turned into a puddle of mud by the ninjutsu.

As Uzumaki Ashina closed her eyes and waited for death in misery, a faint voice came from the wind.

"freeze."

The gushing cold air suddenly became real. After Uzumaki Ashina opened his eyes, what he saw was a faint white mist filling the air.

Those are liquid droplets condensed in a large area of ​​freezing air.

And those ninjas...those ninjas have stopped moving.

They were not killed by this ice escape ninjutsu similar to that of the Minazuki clan.

Uzumaki Feiyu, the child he had raised by his side since childhood, had nearly tens of thousands of sharp silver-white solids piercing through the wounds and large holes in his body that were torn by ninja tools and ninjutsu. The body of a ninja.

Centered on the whirlpool Feiyu, what bloomed were withered ice crystals stained with blood.

It was only after being infected by Guan Muge that Su Mingjing could perfectly integrate his frost magic with the Apocalypse virus, allowing the Apocalypse virus to ignore the cold in a short period of time and directly release the piercing spell.

It is also the second fusion skill in the team developed based on Guan Muge’s power system——

Snow flower.

The burning low-rise house suddenly collapsed, and among the burning smoke, a young man walked slowly.

He held a huge staff in one hand and an open magic book in the other.

One step, two steps...until he crossed the whirlpool Ashina and picked up the blood-stained scroll on the ground.

He unhurriedly unfolded the scroll, his pupils flashing with silver light visible to the naked eye. Not long after, he closed the scroll and fell into Uzumaki Ashina's arms.

"As I thought, the scroll is real."

"You robbers..."

The old patriarch was completely speechless.

"Look at what you said, we are really not robbers. The robbers are not as extreme as us, but you should also know that no matter what we mean to the country of whirlpool..."

There was a touch of compassion in Su Mingjing's eyes, but there was no regret.

"Do you know why Uzumaki Feiyu clearly knows that if this scroll of sealing techniques is given to these ninjas, the defense system built by the country of Uzumaki with sealing techniques and barriers will quickly collapse."

"Because this person can see it more clearly than you. No matter whether the sealing scroll is handed over or not, it is impossible for the Kingdom of Whirlpool to survive. At most, it will only shorten the time for the Kingdom of Whirlpool to perish."

Su Mingjing looked at the old leader of the Uzumaki clan and heard that he was an old man who had witnessed the era when the two heroes of Konoha were all-powerful.

But at this moment, what echoed in his mind was what Guan Dui told him:

"In the era of lack of super shadows, the sealing technique of the Uzumaki clan shook the rule of all ninja villages with tailed beasts. It doesn't matter whether the people of the Uzumaki Country are peace-loving or not.

Destroying you has nothing to do with you. "

Diary of the street: The finger has not recovered yet. I plan to go to the hospital tomorrow to see if it is still not cured. Today's chapter is a big chapter, and there is no water injection. It will be more comfortable to read the whole chapter. I then soaked my hands in hot water. I was very happy to advance. It is highly recommended by the editor of the game channel.