As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group-Chapter 370 - 371: The Transmigrator’s Death
"Ah!"
Gulaev stood frozen in place for a full two seconds before letting out that sharp scream.
"Too noisy. Does it hurt that much?" Konan turned her head to glance at him, a faint look of scorn in her eyes.
This tower-like tough guy acted fierce and quick when killing others. Konan had thought he was a real hard man. But she never expected him to be so weak when he got hit and hurt himself.
Was it like Gin said? Every sadist is just a glass cannon with all points in attack and zero defense?
"How? Gulaev’s arm got cut off?" Yalda’s eyes went wide, his face full of shock.
He knew the guy had his "Holy Shield" active the whole time.
That ongoing defense skill could block all attacks under rank five perfectly. Even if the attack hit rank five power, it could still cut down the damage a lot.
But even with that, the guy still lost both arms so easily. That meant this woman might even be rank six?
But how was that possible? How could a level four instance have a rank six?
"This idiot must have let his guard down!" Asaki Yuri said in a heavy voice, her eyes serious. "Did he really think a shield made him unbeatable?"
"Either way, this woman is a huge threat." Yang Yifeng gripped his sword hilt backward with his right hand and said coldly, "We need to take her out fast!" As soon as he finished, his body shot toward Konan like lightning.
But before he could get close, a golden gate flashed open right in front of him.
Buzz.
Golden light flashed, and sword beams burst out.
Yang Yifeng’s pupils shrank. He twisted his body to dodge. The golden sword energy grazed past him and sped backward. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Boom.
Several stone pillars to the side got sliced in half like they were soft tofu under the sword light. Huge crashing sounds echoed nonstop.
Yang Yifeng glanced behind him, then looked ahead. What he saw was a stunning woman in a light yellow robe with long hair over her shoulders.
"Who are you?" Yang Yifeng frowned and asked softly.
The woman held a silver longsword as thin as a cicada’s wing. Her face was cold as she answered, "Ancient Tomb, Li Mochou."
"Another one?" Yalda looked stunned and gripped his staff tight. "Damn it, what’s going on here?"
"Don’t let your guard down. I sense..." Asaki Yuri started to say, but then two more golden gates opened to their side.
Eriri in her gray cloak and Saten Ruiko in her blue-and-white school uniform stepped out. With no hesitation, they raised their longswords and attacked the two.
Clang clang clang.
The sharp sounds of blades clashing rang out nonstop, mixed with a few big booms now and then.
They were in the middle of Konoha’s big square. But the Konoha ninjas around them were like background props, standing there stunned and watching the big fight.
"This is interesting. None of these people are reincarnators. Some other special force?" Balk scanned Konan and the others, his brows furrowed. "They don’t look like natives either. Why didn’t the reincarnation system send a warning?"
Under the reincarnation system’s rules, anyone not in their reincarnator group or from the native world got labeled a "special anomaly."
Whenever a "special anomaly" showed up, the system always gave clear alerts. But these people had none. It was like the system saw them as natives.
"This makes me curious. What force are they from?" A faint purple glow rose in Balk’s eyes. A purple broadsword formed in front of him.
Balk raised his hand and grabbed the hilt. The blood-red gem embedded in the blade suddenly turned into a vertical-pupil eye. It spun left and right in a creepy way. "Looks like I need to take one back for a close study."
"I don’t think you’ll get the chance." A flat voice came out of nowhere from behind him.
Huh?
Balk froze. He swung his big sword backward in a wide sweep.
Boom.
Purple sword light clashed with silver blade energy. The whole area split into clear zones of two colors. The huge shock wave sent ripples blasting out in all directions.
The ground cracked. Winds howled.
A bright white light slowly covered the area for thousands of meters around. The Konoha ninjas nearby ran for their lives as fast as they could.
Soon, the white light faded.
Balk with his golden short hair came back into view. But he no longer looked calm and relaxed. His black long coat had several clear cuts and tears. The skin between his thumb and finger on his sword hand was split open, and red blood flowed out steadily.
Across from him stood a woman with black shoulder-length hair. She held a slightly curved longsword, her face showing no joy or sadness.
"Impressive power." Balk let out a heavy breath and said, "Why... you..." He didn’t finish. His pupils shrank tight.
The woman in front of him vanished like she teleported.
Balk’s demon sword’s red eye looked to the left front. The blade swung that way at the same time. But the woman’s blade seemed to predict his move. It knocked his strike aside and stabbed right into his chest.
Pfft.
Balk staggered back from the chest wound, his face full of horror. His demon sword had made a mistake? This had never happened before. It blew his mind.
"You seem to love using the power of that thing outside yourself." The woman shook the blood off her blade and said without expression, "Has it become your fighting habit? How sad."
She... she’s Unohana Retsu?
Hatake Ryuufu, not far away, finally saw the woman’s face clearly. His eyes went wide, his expression one of total disbelief. Why? Why was the captain of Squad Four from the Bleach world here in Naruto? What the hell was going on?
And it wasn’t just Unohana Retsu. That girl in the school uniform was Saten Ruiko from A Certain Magical Index, right? How? What the fuck was this?
Was this really the Naruto he knew? Wasn’t this some kind of joke?
Hatake Ryuufu’s mind was a total mess. At that moment, he wanted to complain out loud, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. His vision blurred. His mind sank into endless darkness.
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