Naruto's arsenal system

The explanation was powerless, and Mecao simply stopped explaining. He directly took out everyone's sailing diary. With such evidence, everyone couldn't help but not believe it.

Fortunately, Kirito had already kept an eye on it before and recorded everything in his diary.

"I understand, thank you, old man." Kirito thanked him very, very solemnly.

"Okay, it's almost daybreak, let's get ashore quickly," Kirito said to everyone.

Although I really don't want to believe it, these diaries are indeed everyone's own handwriting, and it cannot be disbelieved.

Even though they were a little reluctant, everyone had no choice but to follow Kirito ashore. They had to find their lost memories.

Among this group of people, Meikao's memory is still there, Kirito completely believes the evidence, and Hinata still remembers Kirito. In the case of three against two, the pirate group is not facing a split or anything.

After arriving on the shore, Kirito walked straight into the forest. All he had to do was find the person controlled by the monster that devoured other people's memories.

"What are you looking for? Are you looking for me?" A voice suddenly came from behind them, it was the child they were looking for.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you don't want anything to happen, you'd better hand over the thing in your hand." Kirito looked at the child coldly.

Since coming to this world, Kirito has never suffered such a big loss, and even his most precious memories have been robbed.

The child in front of him has already been controlled by the power of the seahorse. How can he hand over the seahorse?

Raising the seahorse in his hand, the child played hard, apparently trying to control Kirito and his group.

"Hey, your blowing is terrible, you know, so please stop and give me that thing in your hand," Kirito said with a frown.

Suddenly, a red light emitted from Kaiba's eyes. Kirito quickly dodged and at the same time subconsciously raised his hand.

A ray of light went towards the red light, miraculously forcing the red light back.

Probably because he had never encountered such a situation, the child suddenly became stunned. He couldn't figure out how it was done. He only knew that the young man in front of him must be difficult to deal with.

Just when he was about to launch his ultimate move, Kirito flew up and kicked him. He didn't know how he did it. Anyway, he only knew that his kick was very fast.

Because he lost his memory, he had even forgotten how to use his abilities, and could only rely on instinct to exert that power.

Even if this is the case, it is definitely not something that can be resisted by a thing that specializes in stealing other people's memories.

The seahorse blew out a puff of thick blue smoke and then flew out, not knowing where it landed.

The whole person was shrouded in blue smoke, and Kirito stood there fixedly, not knowing what was going on.

After a while, Kirito said inexplicably: "I'm back, let me get everyone's memories back."

Using the characteristics of light, the entire island was under Kirito's surveillance, and he soon discovered traces of Kaiba.

"Just wait for me here. I'll go and be right back." Kirito left a word and disappeared.

Having fallen from such a high place just now, this person and Haima seemed to have been hit hard, lying on the ground motionless.

He leaned down and gently picked up the seahorse. Kirito said jokingly: "You damn thief, I want to see where else you can run."

Kaiba made a strange cry, which seemed to be a strong protest to Kirito, but Kirito clearly heard a strange voice saying: "You can't stop me from pursuing my dream."

Looking Kaiba up and down, Kirito said as he walked: "Dreams can't be realized just like this."

"If I want to become a Millennium Dragon, I must have memories of thousands of years. What can you, a brat, know?" Kaiba continued to retort weirdly.

Kirito smiled and said: "Even if you have ten times and a hundred times more memories than that, you will not become a thousand-year dragon."

"You're talking nonsense. I've clearly seen the Thousand-Year Dragon in your memory. As long as I work hard, I can do it," Kaiba shouted in disbelief.

"You can't do it," Kirito said with great certainty, not even feeling whether such words were too cruel.

Before Kaiba could talk back, Kirito continued: "Because the memory of the Millennium Dragon is complete and belongs only to you, and all your so-called memories are plagiarized."

Kaiba suddenly became silent. He knew that what Kirito said was not wrong. Compared with the real Millennium Dragon, it was so different.

There is no comparison between memories accumulated over time and instant memories, because they have nothing in common.

One's own massive memories can turn into a thousand-year dragon long ago, while those who plagiarize other people's memories will only become monsters at best.

But how could Haima give up after working hard for so many years? Making mistakes is his best choice at the moment.

To be honest, the memories created by the people on the island are no longer to its taste. Those scattered memories are very monotonous and boring.

In fact, you can't blame them. They have already become mentally exhausted after having their memories taken away all day long. It's strange that they can generate interesting memories.

The memories of Kirito and his group are exactly the opposite. Kirito and the three girls can be said to be reincarnated. They have experienced too many interesting things, which are exactly what Kaiba wants.

How could Kirito, who could detect the soul, not know its thoughts? He said seriously to Kaiba: "Whether you agree or not, I will take back those memories, just like you never take away other people's memories." It’s like saying hello”

While he was talking, Kirito had already brought Kaiba to everyone. He punched Kaiba in the stomach directly with one punch after another until there was no more blue smoke coming out of its mouth. .

After regaining all his memories, Kirito threw Kaiba aside. Only those who rely on their own abilities to pursue their dreams can be recognized by him, but those who rely on plunder and theft to pursue their dreams are not within this scope.

A large number of memories poured in instantly, and the three girls were stunned in place. They needed time to digest this.