Professional Hero Sephiroth[Comprehensive]

A huge military fleet roared past in the blue sky.The thick black smoke ejected from the exhaust hole first formed a ball, and then slowly dissipated.The warships are all made of special refined iron and steel, and the metal shell is shining in the sun.The sides of each spaceship are painted with purple geometric symbols, which symbolize the main force of a certain celestial being in this war.And the appearance of this military fleet also means that the team on the side of Tianren will once again be supplied with fresh blood. This is undoubtedly absolutely cruel bad news for the other side participating in the war.

Looking down from the warship, you can see a vast and desolate battlefield.In the corner of the land soaked in blood and artillery fire, there are small black spots like ants scattered.

Among these black dots, the only touch of silvery white is the most dazzling.

Sephiroth scanned the surrounding area, making sure that there was no other living person in this area except him.

Passing over the scattered corpses, Sephiroth came to the place where Kamui fought just now.

Compared to the "tidyness" of his area, this place is a mess.The land seemed to have been bombarded. There was a piece of depression missing here, and the land was turned over there, revealing the moist black soil. There was even a broken earthworm still struggling in the soil.

There are broken arms and blood fragments everywhere, and it is difficult to tell how many people these are.

Sephiroth couldn't help frowning.

Kamui's beast-like fighting style, no matter how many times I watch it, I feel quite crazy.Relying on his excellent physical fitness and healing ability, the kid did whatever he wanted, only focused on attacking, and would be hit by the enemy regardless of his own weakness. Such a desperate fighting style did not meet Jiang Hua's request to Sephiroth.

After searching around among the fragments of the corpse, Sephiroth finally found a sentence written in blood on a fairly intact piece of soil:

"Come find me~"

It is full of provocation, and even drew a stick figure smiling face on the back.

Sephiroth pressed his temple, stood up, and looked forward along a trail of blood.

The bloodstains stretched from the end of this line to the northeast, ticking and ticking, faintly visible.Looking at this blood line, one can imagine the situation when Shenwei left before. It should have sneaked away while Sephiroth was still dealing with his Chen Luo fighters. Judging from the amount of bleeding, it is obvious that this time Kamui was also badly hurt.

Sephiroth pondered for three seconds, remembering what was said in the book—“Sometimes, give your child enough personal space”—and decided not to rush to find that child, at least not to rush to appear in front of him .

After all, the book says that if you push too hard, it will prompt the child to enter the rebellious period early.

...Although Sephiroth feels that Kamui has been in the rebellious stage for a long time.

Shaking his head, putting Masamune back into the scabbard, Sephiroth walked slowly in the direction of the blood line.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the bloodstains left by Shenwei on the ground had disappeared without a trace, whether it was covered up by dust or his injuries had healed.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was setting, and the red hot sphere had half sunk behind the mountains, and the sun was no longer hot. Under such light, Yetu's own recovery speed would be further accelerated, and maybe even the broken ribs began to grow.

Sephiroth stopped and looked around.

Where he is now is a fresh battlefield.

The reason for this judgment is that there are corpses as far as the eye can see.More than half of the corpses were warriors wearing rattan armor, and the rest were aliens preparing more advanced devices.The mainstream weapons of the former are still cold weapons, such as bows and arrows, while the latter are already guns and cannons.

This is a battle of unequal strength, reflected in the result of the battle is that the samurai retreated in a certain direction.

A few crows fluttered down from mid-air. They hovered above their heads for a long time, as if they were sure that the two-legged creature Sephiroth was no longer a threat before flying down.One of them just landed on the handle of a knife next to it, with its head tilted, and the figure of a silver-haired man was reflected in its black bean-like eyes. Its other companions had already landed on the original owner of the knife and began to peck at it. .

The air was filled with a stench of stench and sex, and Sephiroth turned his face slightly, and the crows flew into the air, screaming piercingly.

In such a battlefield full of death, even these birds seem to be demonized.

The battlefield was huge, and Sephiroth walked for about ten minutes before he saw the edge, and the corpses passing behind him numbered in the triple digits, not to mention thousands.It was a massive encounter that quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.

Cold weapons are always more inferior to hot weapons.

Just like Shinra fighting against those anti-Shinra organizations, in addition to sending out special forces superior to ordinary people, they will also use a large number of more advanced weapons to suppress them. This is a technological victory.Unless the latter has a super combat unit like Orumite, it will be difficult to reverse the situation.

When passing an almost charred corpse of a samurai, Sephiroth suddenly caught a slight movement.

The grunting sound mixed with the crow's screams was inconspicuous, if Sephiroth's senses hadn't been strengthened again under the baptism of Eri's personality, he would have missed it.

After stopping for a moment to identify, Sephiroth looked to his left.

A moment later, a team appeared at the end of the horizon of the bloody sunset.

It was a group of people wearing bamboo monk hats and holding Zen sticks. They were dressed like monks, but their blood smelled like killers.These people surrounded a prison car, and a man in a kimono was sitting in the prison car.

Sephiroth didn't dodge on purpose - it's true that the surrounding terrain has been completely seen after bombardment, unless he can create a forest by himself like Sen, otherwise even flying into the sky is the most conspicuous target - just stood there all the time On the ground, watching this weird escort team slowly driving towards him.

When the distance between the two sides was still tens of meters, the escort team stopped, and the sound of the wooden wheels of the prison car also stopped abruptly.

After a while, a man came out from among the monks, slightly raised the brim of his mitral hat, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.The person shouted hoarsely at Sephiroth: "Please make way, Your Excellency."

To let, or not to let?

Sephiroth realized that he only hesitated for a moment, the man on the opposite side had murderous intent, and those companions behind the man also raised their Zen sticks one after another.

He was a little dumbfounded, and stepped aside to get out of the way.

Only then did the monk leader raise his palm and press it down, signaling his companion to put down the Zen stick.

The wheels turned again with a grunt.

Although the group of monks put down their Zen sticks under the order of the leader, their guards were not less at all, and even more on the contrary.Their leader simply stood beside the prison car, as if Sephiroth would rescue the prisoners inside in the next second.

Their nervous attitude aroused Sephiroth's curiosity instead.

He looked up into the prison car, and found that the person in the wooden cage was not the burly man he had imagined.The prisoner who was treated like this turned out to be a frail, long-haired man with a bookish look, who looked like a teacher or something.

When Sephiroth looked at the long-haired man, he happened to be looking at him too.

The two looked at each other, seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Of course, this look at each other was just a flash, and soon the prison car was escorted by this team of heavily guarded monks.

Sephiroth hesitated for a moment, but followed quietly.

It shouldn't be meddling, but...he sensed Altana's aura from the long-haired man.

As night fell, a faint crescent moon slowly climbed into the sky.

The bonfire was lit, illuminating the solemn faces of the monks beside the fire.It was the group that Sephiroth met in the evening.

Although they wear monk's hats and hold Zen sticks, they are not nihilistic monks. Their true identity is the assassination organization loyal to the shogunate-Tianzhaoin Naraku.

——It is an underground organization that is far more mysterious and darker than the ninja organization like Yuiban. This operation is only to arrest and escort one person.

The man was sitting in the prison car at the edge of the flames. Even though his hands and feet were shackled by iron chains, his kneeling posture was still straight and elegant, and even his long gray hair was still as neat as before he was arrested.

The leader of Naraku's operation this time, that is, the person who took the initiative to stand up during the day to make way for Sephiroth, was standing in front of the prison car.The hat on his head has been taken off, revealing messy gray hair and red eyes with thick dark circles.

A scar slanted across the leader's face, making his already expressionless look even more awe-inspiring.

After the prisoner in the prison car finished drinking the water, he wiped the corner of his mouth where there was no water stain with the back of his hand, closed the lid, and handed the bamboo tube out of the wooden cage: "Thank you."

"No. Are you hungry?" The leader with the scar on his face was very talkative. He took the bamboo tube and even asked the prisoner if he wanted some rice balls. Even this bamboo tube was offered to the prisoner by himself.

The man in the wooden cage smiled and shook his head: "Thanks for your hard work, Obscurity."

"..." Oboro's expression that had softened just now became hard again.He seemed to have just remembered his current identity. He was silent for a moment, turned and left without answering.

Looking at his back, the prisoner sighed softly.

After a while, the prisoner suddenly said again: "Please come out, there is no one else here."

"..."

Sephiroth's figure emerged from the darkness, as silent as a phantom.

The gray-haired and green-eyed prisoner smiled, making Sephiroth's mood more complicated: "You already found out?"

The prisoner replied softly with a smile: "Your breath is very special. To me, it is as conspicuous as a candle in the dark. As for Oboro and the others, please don't worry, your concealment skills are very good."

In addition to frontal combat, Shinra's missions also include stealth assassination. Although it is not a common project, Sephiroth has also received relevant training.

After a moment of silence, Sephiroth decided to speak: "Do you need help?"

The gray-haired prisoner bent his eyes and smiled, but did not answer directly: "Is this really good? Even if they are all Altana creatures, it is really dangerous to save a 'criminal' casually on the road."

"Okay," Sephiroth said kindly, "What crime did you commit?"

"Hmm..." The man thought for a while, "Teach students who are too good."

Can this be considered a crime?

Sephiroth didn't say it, but it was clearly written in his cat-like eyes.

This made the man in the prison car burst out laughing: "Anyway, if you involve too much with me, a 'sinner', you will be considered guilty. You'd better leave."

Sephiroth fell silent again.

Thick eyelashes drooped, subtly covering the expression in the eyes, making it impossible to see his thoughts.

Fortunately, he soon said again: "It doesn't matter."

"Huh?" Yoshida Shoyang opened his eyes wide, looking at the handsome silver-haired young man in front of him.

"Your eyes tell me you want to come out."

"..."

"that's enough."

The silver-haired youth summed it up like this.

The next scene was like a nightmare in the hearts of many Tianzhaoyuan Naraku.

They escorted the prisoner well, and out of nowhere, a celestial being came out and robbed the prison cart, trying to rescue the criminal Yoshida Shoyo.

That's right, God.

That pair of wings, that pair of eyes, that kind of appearance, that kind of strength and speed... are absolutely not what people on Earth should have.

They didn't even catch each other's figure, so they flew out.The originally neat and orderly team seemed to be hit in the middle by a bomb. Unfortunately, the people who were at the landing point of the "cannonball" passed out before they could even resist, and the people around them were not much better.They were blown away by a powerful wave of air that could not be resisted, and the sky and the earth were spinning for a while, and they were turned on their backs.

If it weren't for this silver-haired and black-haired celestial being who didn't come here to kill people, I'm afraid this team of Naraku killers would all be killed on the spot.

Even so, when the pair of wings swept the sinner away, there were more than a dozen seriously injured people on the spot—not chopped, but internal injuries simply caused by the air pressure...

Hazy lifted the subordinates who were pressing on her body, and looked towards the northeast direction angrily, the place was already empty, only the stars and the moon were sparse, and the figures of those two people could not be seen.

Looking around again, there was a lot of mourning, the prison cart was overturned, and the horses pulling the cart fell to the ground without a sound.A large piece of the horse's abdomen was sunken, which looked very strange, and this was the only place where the silver-haired celestial being made a move.Just looking at this wound, one can slightly estimate the strength of the robber.

Because of this, Oboro's expression became even uglier.After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and ordered in a cold voice: "Contact Edo, and send two reinforcements."

"Yes!"

In another area of ​​the same night sky, a large bonfire illuminated the entire military camp, and the hanging horse lantern swayed in the wind, and even the light and shadow on the map were constantly shaking.

A hand stretched out from the side to hold down the lampshade, and the owner of the hand let out a long sigh of relief when the light calmed down again, and let go of the lantern.

As a result, as soon as the hand was retracted, the curtain of the tent was pulled open, and a gust of night wind rushed in.

"Squeak, creak—" the horse lantern shook again.

"Wigs! They're awake!" The yelling of the visitors overlapped with the shaking of the lantern.

"It's not a wig, it's Gui!" The person who held down the lamp before retorted subconsciously, and then suddenly stood up and said in surprise, "They're awake? That's great!"

He was a fair-skinned, handsome boy with long black hair tied behind his head with a thick rope.It is because of this "hair that is prettier than a woman" (friend's words) that Gui got the nickname "wig" which is a homonym to his name.

The wig, it was Gui, hurried out of the tent and came to another tent more than ten meters away.

As soon as the heavy curtain of this tent was opened, the air that was turbid and mixed with the smell of herbs gushed out.

Gui Mian walked in without changing his expression, and the accompanying military doctor inside greeted him.While lying on the hospital bed, the two injured patients, one large and one small, did not raise their heads, and stuffed rice balls into their mouths like a competition. Another friend, Gao Shan, was sitting on the side with arms folded, with a cold expression.

"Gao Shan." Gui Chong greeted the purple-haired boy.

Takasugi Shinsuke raised his eyes: "Tatsuma just went out on patrol, didn't you meet him?"

"No, it's probably just staggered." Gui scratched his head and looked at the two sick patients, "It's rare that you both have such serious injuries and still have such an appetite."

"No no no!"

"Ahhhh!"

The two wounded, one big and one small, raised their heads at the same time. The big one had messy silver curly hair and a pair of dark red eyes that were always half-opened listlessly when they were not fighting.The little boy lying in another hospital bed had snow-white skin, and his eyes were as blue as the sky.Both of their mouths were full of food, and their speech was inarticulate. At least Gui and Takasugi couldn't understand this kind of "fantuan language".

"Swallow it down." Takasugi Shinsuke looked disgusted. He was born in a samurai family and had high requirements on etiquette since he was a child. It is normal that he can't get used to talking with food in his mouth.

At least the two parties who were disliked didn't take it to heart at all.

With two gurgles, the two people on the hospital bed swallowed the rice ball at the same time, and opened their mouths at the same time:

"Any more?"

"Hurry up and bring water, Ah Yin will choke to death!"

The latter was okay, Takasugi took out a kettle and threw it over, while the former caught the attention of everyone in the tent, including another silver-haired patient.

The super cute little boy blinked and looked cute, but Gintoki could never forget his feat of twisting off a kobold's head with his bare hands on the battlefield.

"Hey, you eat too much."

"Because I was injured, how can I recover if I don't eat more." The red-haired boy took it for granted.

Yin Shi twitched the corners of his mouth: "Just now, you alone have already eaten three people's meals for three days!"

"That's because your appetite is too small."

"..." The silver-haired, red-eyed young man poured down a pot of water, let out a long breath, and raised his head to suggest to Gui, "Hey wig, we can't afford this kid, so throw him away, anywhere, best Throw it directly into the pile of enemies and destroy it humanely!"

"It's not a wig, it's Gui!" Gui shook his head, "No, Kamui has helped us a lot, how can we treat our benefactor like this, this is not in line with Bushido spirit at all."

"Wake up, wig! If we continue to fulfill the Bushido spirit, our team will be exhausted by this boy! Hey boy, what's in your stomach is not a stomach bag, but a bottomless pit, right? The cannons and battleships swallowed them all."

"What are you talking about, brother with sticky hair." The hair on Shenwei's head twitched, and he smiled sweetly, "Didn't this woman's head just say that I saved you, and in this case, I will provide the savior Food is also what you warriors should do."

"...What did you call me? I heard it! I really heard it! You said that Ah Yin's hair is sticky in front of Ah Yin, what do you know, you little devil, those with natural curly hair are good people!"

Shenwei ignored him and turned to look at Gui: "I'm hungry for a woman's head, please bring me another twenty rice balls!"

"Female, woman's head?" The wig was hit hard, and even the usual famous line "It's not XX but Gui" was forgotten.

When they were quarreling, Takasugi sat aside, silently looking at Kamui.

The red-haired kid had come across them by chance during their last encounter.At that time, he suddenly jumped out, covered in blood, his clothes were tattered but there was no blood, just in time a spear of a celestial being stabbed at him, and Yinshi who was nearby at that time blocked it for him, and then...

Takasugi recalled that scene and felt that he saw a second Gintoki, or a second evil spirit.

It was precisely because of the joining of this kid that the team retreated smoothly after he broke off with Yinshi. Of course, Yinshi and him also paid the price of serious injuries.

Takasugi's dark green eyes swept over Gintoki and Kamui, both of them had their upper body naked, wrapped in layer after layer of bandages.Among them, Yinshi was still a little weak in confidence when he spoke, and occasionally his face would turn pale when he moved too much. On the contrary, the boy Shenwei, who was obviously injured, was alive and kicking like a normal person.

White skin, great strength, and a large appetite.It is hard for Takasugi not to think about these characteristics.

As if aware of his gaze, the ten-year-old child looked this way.When Sky Blue and You Shui Green faced each other, Takasugi was stunned, Kamui rolled his eyes and smiled.

So Gao Shan made up his mind and said, "I'll take you to get food."

There is a special person in the team for logistical supplies like food. If you take a dozen or twenty rice balls at a time, you need to register and get the approval of the team leader. It happens that Takasugi is one of the leaders of the joint team.

As soon as these words came out, Gintoki stared at Takasugi as if he had seen a ghost, and the wig was also surprised for a moment, then he realized it and nodded in relief: "Takasugi, you are also at this age."

what the hell.

Just as Gao Shan had an ominous premonition, when he saw Yinshi, he thought of something and grinned, with a wretched expression on his face: "Ayin understands, Gaoshan, do you think of your younger brother in your hometown when you see Shenwei? Ah Yin is so relieved, my Gaoshan finally When you mature, you will take care of your younger siblings. In this case, Takasugi will use your pocket money to help Ah Yin, who is also weak and hungry!"

"Hey, Yinshi, aren't you full yet?" That idiot Gui was still laughing.

"That's right, Ah Yin, I'm about to collapse. If I don't add sugar, Ah Yin is really going to die!"

"Then you can go die." Gao Shan replied ruthlessly, stood up and raised his chin at Kamui, "Let's go."

After leaving the tent full of herbal smell and bloody smell, the moon above the head was already hanging high in the sky, and the camp was quiet. Except for a few people on duty at night who were still sitting by the campfire and sticking to their posts, everyone else had fallen asleep.

Takasugi took a deep breath of the fresh and cold night air, and turned to look at Kamui who was chasing him: "Yutu?"

Shenwei paused, raised his head and smiled sweetly: "I was discovered by you."

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Non-human non-creature throws 1 mine

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The evil party met in advance, but with Matsuyo here, Takasugi probably has no chance to become a newspaper company

In addition, I checked it out, and it turns out that Safi's home planet is indeed only called a planet... I don't listen to it, I don't listen to it, I don't listen to it!Otherwise, I can't find a reason to trick Safi to the earth (hey!) Just pretend that I have changed OTZ