Konoha no revenge from becoming Naruto

Chapter 379 The Weak Cannot Resist Their Fate
At the beginning, he also cried, sad, and sad.

Even now, seeing such a scene again, he still felt bad; but there was nothing they could do, nothing they could do except look sadly.

In this world, the weak do not have the right to speak, especially ordinary people. They don't even have the right to know the truth of the world. All they can understand is the truth compiled by various countries.

Even these mysterious guys just knelt down in front of the God of Disobedience and the Demon King, praying that they could restrain their strength and not cause great damage to human beings.

Humans think they are masters of this planet, but it is only a fairy tale; the real masters are the gods they created, the gods standing on the clouds.

The cruelty of reality is far from your imagination.

However, where they couldn't see, Naruto and Tony were watching them calmly.

Emotions such as pity, pity, and sympathy did not appear in their eyes, they just looked at the scene in front of them lightly

There are too many poor people in the world. Even if their death is due to the aftermath of the battle between the two, they will not have any feelings. The devil king does not care about human feelings and thoughts when he causes damage.

"Someone will take care of it."

Tony said suddenly.

"I know."

Naruto also said calmly.

"However, when you stand at a certain height, you will always give charity to the weak because of some strange emotion."

"Me too."

After the voice fell, Naruto's body slowly exuded a sacred and white light, a huge phantom of an angel, standing behind him with a golden book in his hand, seemed to be muttering something, as if pity This group of mortals.

The white brilliance attracted Erica and everyone in the magic association. They couldn't help raising their heads, and what caught their eyes was the phantom of the twelve-winged angel who looked like the guardian of God. It was holy and soft, and all the beautiful words in the world seemed to be enough. add to it

The wings waved gently, and countless white feathers fell with mysterious power. The breeze blew, and the white and sacred feathers fell to the ground like heavy snow, trying to take away all the sins and sorrows in the world.

What is a miracle?

This is the miracle!
The pure white feathers exude endless tenderness, and the place where they fly is filled with soft white light; soon, the entire Sardinia is shrouded in a white world.

Erica touched a white feather that was still falling in the air with trembling hands, and felt an unimaginable gentle and sacred power contained in it; then, in front of him, countless ruins and damaged The ground began to tremble, and then, it turned into phantoms and regrouped, becoming the shape before it was destroyed,

"Is time turning back? Or is it just repairing broken Sardinia?"

Whether it is the former or the latter, it is enough to surprise Erica, but even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she hopes it is the former, because if it is just streets and buildings, they can be rebuilt by relying on the power of magical associations; but Those who have passed away will never come back.

If this kind of miracle, which is like going back in time, can really restore Sardinia to the way it was before the battle started, and bring those dead back to life, then no matter what the price is, I am willing to bear it.

O king, listen to my wish; I know I am not worth your power, but I am willing to give my all. "

Erica put her hands together, like the most sincere believer of the Lord, praying to the Almighty Lord.

"I heard your wish."

The sacred and majestic voice resounded in Erica's ears. In her heart at this moment, there is no greater and more perfect voice in the whole world!

"Thank you, my supreme—king!"

The collapsed high-rises, castles, and buildings are re-established in the sacred brilliance, and the damaged land is slowly stitched together in the soft white light; from a distance, Sardinia is like a giant lamp standing on the sea
"How is this possible! How can humans master such power, even if it is a god who does not obey."

Everyone in the magic association looked at the scene in front of them in horror. In their memory, no one had ever mastered the ability to turn back time!

Even gods rarely possess such power!
If it's just the power of the underworld plus the power of the earth, it can be explained; but everything in front of me is more like the power of the time system than these two powers!
Time. This is an ability that is even rarer than space. Among the disobedient gods who have come to this world so far, there should be no such ability? !
"Gollum."

Couldn't help swallowing, in front of them, except for the group of people who stood on the edge as if being repulsed by power, everything in sight was slowly changing to what it was before
Those who died due to being crushed in the crowd slowly opened their eyes under the soft white light of the sacred feathers, their bodies were no different from before, and even the damaged clothes were completely repaired.

Those buildings were also the same as before the disaster started, and there was no trace of damage at all.

So, is it time travel or the resurrection of the dead and the power of the earth?
Their task is not only to help Erica evacuate the crowd, many of them have the purpose of collecting other party's information.

But how should this scene be described?How to explain?
Unlike them, who were in complicated moods, those who were resurrected and the people who witnessed the miracle were already stunned.

Because of their personalities, they can't see the phantom of the gods, nor can they see the so-called sacred wings; they just see the world in their eyes as if it was restored like a game, and those who should have died have also been resurrected up!
"What happened just now?"

A person asked a little silly.

"It seems like time has been turned back?"

An uncertain voice sounded.

"What is the reason? Are the gods hearing our prayers or are demons deceiving our eyes?"

"Even if it's a devil or a fake, I'm willing to sink into this!"

All those who saw this miracle were either terrified, excited, worried, or weeping with joy; they didn't know who caused everything before them, whether it was the mercy of the gods or a joke of the devil;
They couldn't see the phantom of the twelve-winged angel standing in the sky, nor could they see the soft white light that enveloped the entire Sardinia.

They can only see that the hell on earth that was originally turned into a paradise due to the disaster has turned into a paradise in the past.

(End of this chapter)