Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

"Let's stop training here first." Reborn turned back into Len with the green gun in his hand, turned and left.

"Wait, wait, I..." 27 put his hands on his knees, panting heavily, the flame on his forehead flickered, and in the next second, 27 slowly fell down.

He caught 27 with both hands, with a gentle voice full of helplessness,

"Really, this is going too far." Vento directly picked up 27 and brought him back.

Returning home soon, Vento put 27 on the bed and helped 27 treat the wound.

Click!

The walls of the room are cracked.

"What's the matter? Reborn." Vento didn't turn his head.

"He doesn't look like he hasn't been trained." Reborn pulled the brim of his hat, "Both the fighting skills and the pressure of the flames are strong enough."

"Are you trying to say that he doesn't look like someone who has been sleeping for so many years?" Vento chuckled, but unexpectedly got no answer.

"Don't worry, his situation is quite special, definitely not what you think." Vento shook his head lightly, "Have you ever thought about how that traverser invaded 27's body? Reborn, as the pillar of the world, 27 is protected by the will of the world, and will not be invaded so easily."

"But in fact he was indeed invaded."

"So, there must be an opportunity to make 27's soul particularly weak. However, after being invaded by the traverser, 27's soul did not dissipate. With 27's soul, it is not so weak that even the traverser can It cannot be found. Then, there is only one possibility, and that is that 27's soul has been transferred."

"Transferred?" Reborn whispered. "World consciousness?"

"Hmm. Then, as the future Pengele tenth selected by the world consciousness, where else can his soul be transferred?" Vento's mouth curled up, this is the smartest one in the world consciousness up.

"So that's it, Vongola's ring?" Reborn also raised the corners of his mouth.

"27 Those fighting skills should have been learned from the leaders of Vongola in that world." Vento said, "I really don't know if it's luck or misfortune."

When Vento and Reborn explained, 27, who appeared to be comatose, did not actually lose consciousness.

"Where is...?" 27 looked at the huge stone slab in front of him in confusion. There were holes of different shapes on the stone slab. "Is this... the stone slab of the cornerstone of the world?"

When 27 looked at the slate, information about the slate suddenly appeared in his mind.

When 27 was still sorting out the extra information in his mind, suddenly, the slate in front of him responded.

On the originally empty stone slab, an illusory shadow appeared at the position corresponding to Pengo Lie's Dakong ring, and the flames of Dakong ignited, exuding a unique warm atmosphere.

"Could it be..." Gang Ji froze in place, trembling slightly, slowly stretched out his hand, touching the bright flame.

When the fingertip touched the flame, 27 also uncontrollably entered a state of super-dead energy.

"Gang...Gang." The familiar voice reached 27's ears as if the signal was badly connected, and he almost shed tears.

"G, Giotto..." 27 choked up and called Giotto's name. He didn't cry when his body was invaded, and he didn't cry when he watched others control his body and hurt the people he valued. I didn't cry after undergoing rigorous training in a strange world, but when I heard this familiar voice, tears fell unconsciously.

"Does such a big person still act like a baby? Brat." Another voice also sounded, habitually violent.

"I, I didn't." 27 wiped away tears vigorously, "Don't talk nonsense, Sivnora."

"Gang, thank you for your hard work." The gentle female voice was imperceptibly sharp. This is the only woman among the leaders of Pengo Lie's past generations, Pengo Lie's eighth generation, "You have done a good job."

"Yeah." 27 barely suppressed the voice that was about to cry, and nodded emphatically.

"We've been waiting for you, Gang." Giotto's voice was gentle.

"I can go back right away, right away..." 27 rubbed his red eyes.

"Don't come back if you haven't become stronger." Sivnora snorted coldly.

"Sivnora!" Giotto's voice was serious, and then his tone slowed down, "Gang, don't listen to his nonsense, that's his personality."

"Hmph!" Sivnora snorted disdainfully.

"Then be careful, Gang." Yashiro's tone was obviously worried.

"Get stronger and come back."

"SIvnora!"

The sound gradually disappeared as the flames weakened, the illusory ring disappeared, and the stone slab returned to its original empty appearance.

"...I will definitely work hard!" 27 looked at the hand that touched the flame just now, feeling the remaining warmth, and his golden red eyes were full of appraisal.