Naruto: Hyuga with the Sword

Sunday seemed amused too.

"I am waiting for you behind the curtain. Before the ceremony begins, I would like to invite you to watch three prelude plays in accordance with the ancient tradition of Asdena."A melodious music sounded.

Sunday's voice came slowly:"History is a mirror that reflects the truest face of the universe. We can also take this opportunity to learn more about the history of Pinocchio and the Star God."

"The outline of the future is naturally revealed in it. Let’s start from the beginning of the world.——"

"Since the Dusk War, the sky has been empty and the earth has been in chaos. In order to teach the world and all things to return to order, [Order] Taiyi was born. This is the first day."

Sunday's voice resounded throughout the theater.

Luo Ming retracted his gaze and said to Ji Zi, Liuying and others:"Let's go, don't waste time, the choir will arrive in less than two systems, we have to get to the venue before that."

Several people nodded and walked towards the depths of the theater together.

Sunday's voice continued.

From the birth of Taiyi to the return of all things to order, it has become a large-scale preaching scene.

Unfortunately, everyone present, even the silly March, has persistence in their hearts and it is impossible for them to be bewitched by Sunday.

"Hit the white keys, the sun rises, hit the black keys, the moon rises, day and night are made, this is the second day......"

Everyone came to the theater.

It was quite large, with rows of tiered seats around it, which stretched as far as the eye could see. It could accommodate many people.

But strangely, it was in ruins, with countless broken buildings and rocks floating in the air, as if it had just been through a war.

"Hey, there are a lot of puppets gathered around the picture frame. Do they want us to go in?"

March Seven pointed to a picture frame in front of her.

It seemed a bit out of tune with the surrounding scene.

Luo Ming looked at her,"Aren't you afraid that there are a dozen strong men hiding at the opposite exit, who will catch you at the command?"

March Seven put one hand on her waist,"Then what do you say we should do? It seems that there is nothing else here except this picture frame, right?"

"How about this, I'll go in first, and you guys follow. If there's any danger, I can also warn you."

Ji Zi stood up, ready to take the risk.

""Let me do it."

Luo Ming walked towards the picture frame and walked directly into the dream space.

Liuying followed immediately, and Ji Zi, Xing and the other two followed closely.

After a short dizziness, a more dilapidated corridor space appeared in front of everyone. Square bricks were suspended around, forming a strange spiral.

The corridor floating in the air under their feet was the only place to stand in the entire space. On both sides were bottomless gray abysses.

"Where are we now?"

Sanyueqi looked at the scene in front of him with a confused look on his face.

Jizi thought for a moment,"The atmosphere of this place is very strange.......It is very similar to Sunday's inner world. Perhaps this so-called pre-screening drama is also a similar ability."

"The play is called"Ode to Prisoners", combined with the surrounding atmosphere......I'm afraid that what's going to happen next is Pinocchio's past."

"Prisoner......"San Yue Qi's face drooped, and he said weakly,"I didn't go to jail during the recent pioneering trips. I thought my luck had turned, but in the end I couldn't escape this disaster......."

At this time,

Sunday's voice sounded again,"You are guests who have come from afar. I don't want to see you fighting, so I have arranged three plays before everything becomes irreversible."

"Where does the story begin? Let's start from when Pinocchio was still a frontier prison."

The crowd did not stop and walked along the corridor. They encountered some obstacles on the way, but they were easily cleared.

"In the 2147th Amber Era, the prisoner Hanunu started a massive war and won. The company called it the Border War, while the Asdena people called it the War of Independence.

Luo Ming's heart moved slightly.

It is now the 2158th Amber Era, which means that the Border War has been going on for 11 Amber Eras.

"Mr. Hanunu is a great man. We should not deny that he can bring freedom to prisoners, but he does not know how to give them true freedom."

"The three unknown guests stayed here, trying to pass on the lessons of pioneering to the border prison, but unfortunately, to no avail."

"Asdena is once again engulfed in war. This time the enemy comes from within. Prisoners remain prisoners until death. They only know how to fight for freedom, not how to live for freedom."

"You see, their sentences have long been over, and the company's jailers have been expelled, but these prisoners are still slaves because they are imprisoned not by external things but by their hearts."

"Freedom exists everywhere, except in weak souls. It can't help anyone but those who believe in it."

In front of everyone, a jailer-looking omnipotent robot said loudly to the puppet that was holding its head in fear:"Prisoners! I order you to learn freedom and teach your brothers to fight for life!"

Suddenly, the jailer omnipotent robot flashed candlelight and rushed towards several people.

March 7th held his forehead helplessly:"Why do we have to fight to watch a play!"

Sunday's calm voice came:"Because I not only want you to appreciate this question, I also hope that you......Help me finish it"

"Leave it to me!"

Xing put on the pioneer's hat and used the harmony power he had obtained not long ago.

He knocked down the intelligent jailer in a few moves.

"This is the first scene. In the raging flames of war, the border prison gradually became a place of exile."

After hearing Sunday's story,

Jizi looked at the others and said,"This is probably the history of the establishment of Pinoconi. With the help of outsiders, the prisoners finally gained freedom and established a place of exile in the universe."

"But compared to the body, Sunday seems���It focuses on expressing people's spiritual dilemmas."

March Seven commented:"This drama is a bit too literary for me. The best part is the fighting part.......But we have finally reached the exit, let's go!"

Liuying nodded in agreement.

She also felt that if there was any problem, it would be better to fight directly. No matter whether it was justice or evil, only the victor would have the right to speak.

Luo Ming still walked in front, passed those puppets who saluted respectfully, came to a picture frame at the end of the corridor, and stepped directly in.

Accompanied by a flash of strong light.

Everyone returned to the theater, but compared with the previous dilapidated scene, it was obviously much more solemn and dignified.