Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Are you sure you want to leave now?"

"of course."

"Really no more rest?"

"No, quick fix."

"Then don't sleep anymore?"

"Do you think I can still sleep with a fully charged state?"

"The reason is this, that is," the doctor said with a tangled expression, "sent away... one, two, three, four heroic spirits overnight."

"I have to correct one point, except that Rider was sent away by me, Assassin was killed by senior Arash, and Lancer was killed by Yan Rong." I clapped my fingers to justify myself in principle: "And I didn't intervene in the infighting between Berserker and Saber at all... Ah, speaking of which, who won over there?"

"Saber," Senior Arash, who was still connected, added into the topic at the right time, "the two are evenly matched to a certain extent, and Berserker's indicators are even higher, but he himself seems to insist on a punishment, and loses before fighting. .”

"Oh," I nodded unsurprisingly, and asked another concern, "Where's his Master?"

"Speaking of which," Senior Arash's voice was a little confused, "Berserker seemed to have regained his sanity in the end, and took the initiative to disconnect the magic connection with his ordinary Master, which happened to save that person's life. The speed of his own retreat."

"Is that so?" Senior Arash, who watched the live broadcast, couldn't understand the matter, and I, the person who listened to the broadcast after the event, didn't understand even more. Anyway, it's all over, and it's not important to entangle these things. I asked another topic. "Where's Sakura?"

"You can rest assured that she is with the Master of Berserker. The King of Knights is noble by nature and will not involve ordinary people. As for other things," Senior Arash paused, "That child has a strong mind, as far as I can see during this time , Between children and adults, it is the younger Sakura who dominates."

"Has it been regarded as a spiritual pillar?" I frowned, "Forget it, don't meddle in other people's family affairs, we just need to end this war as soon as possible, get everything back on track, and let them solve the rest by themselves. So much, after all, Sakura won't suffer any more."

I selectively ignored my previous actions of rushing into other people's lairs, taking the basement and blowing up the human wormhole.

That's a reasonable behavior of the hostile party, it's official business, it doesn't count!

I convinced myself seriously and nodded conclusively.

The doctor here finally completed the paper written under my pressure and handed it over carefully.

"Huh?" I was basically illiterate and illiterate. I flipped through a page full of documents and found that I couldn't understand them at all.

But this did not bother me. Adhering to the principle of respecting the fruits of other people's labor, I read this book at a glance, and finally saw the signature in Chinese characters at the place where it was signed: Romani Achiman.

Very good, at least I can recognize this throughout.

And having this is enough.

I, who believed in the doctor's character very much, nodded in satisfaction, carefully folded the paper, stuffed it into a waterproof bag, and asked the doctor for a saved magic pattern to copy.

Finally put it close to your heart.

perfect.

After I go back, I will make a photocopy and mount it on the wall of my bedroom for about ten minutes. After rounding it up, I am also a person with a doctor's signature!

The doctor who finished my operation breathed a sigh of relief, and was caught by me on the spot.

"What's the matter with your regretful and thankful expression?" I suspiciously touched the paper that I was fully armed with, "...Wait, you didn't write a bunch of nonsense on the basis of my illiteracy, did you?"

fool me?

"No, no, no," the doctor shook his head violently and waved his hands, emphasizing a guilty conscience, "It's just that it's the first time I'm writing this kind of thing... It's a little shameful."

"Oh." I stared at him for a few seconds, and let him go when I saw sweat on his forehead, "Let go of you first, it's important."

This time the doctor didn't try to stop me, and even actively pointed out the best route for me.

"..."

There is definitely something wrong with this person, I must study this document carefully after the typing is over!

"Theoretically, after the lesser holy grail recovers six heroic spirits, the greater holy grail will come. In other words, we only need to send away one of the remaining two heroic spirits, Saber and Archer." The ever-mature and stable veteran Arash brought the conversation back on track:

"Do you have any ideas?"

"It is indeed a good thing to have one less battle, but once the Holy Grail comes, we will be present with another group of heroic spirits at the same time, and the scene will be more difficult to control." When it came to serious topics, the doctor also put away his relaxed expression, saying Cutting to the crux of the problem, "The Saber team that controls the Lesser Holy Grail undoubtedly has an advantage over us."

"That's right." I also thought about this question, "Senior Arash, I need to trouble you to hold Saber from now on, and I will be responsible for facing Archer."

As soon as the words fell, the doctor who was familiar with the stats of the heroic spirits voted against: "No!"

Senior Arash in the distance didn't answer immediately, he obviously pondered for a while, and expressed his opinion seriously first: "Master, in terms of the theory of 'the more mysterious, the more powerful', although King Gilgamesh has ' The most mysterious''oldest' bonus, but it involves the confrontation between Archer and Archer, the origin of 'Arash' as ​​an archer may not be without a chance of winning, besides, I still have the trump card in my hand."

"This is my opinion, and it is also the safest way," Archer said in a steady and natural tone. After he finished speaking, he paused, and did not directly refute my point of view, but added in a tone of inquiry: "If you To convince me, you have to give a convincing reason.”

"Of course, please listen to me, both of you." I subconsciously clenched the handle of Yan Rong, who had returned to the original body, and felt his silent support. I calmed down, organized my words, and said eloquently:

"Senior Arash, you are currently in the dark, while Saber is in the light, and has just experienced a deadly battle with an old friend. Not only physically, but mentally, the exhaustion cannot be repaired by Command Seals. Instead of a head-on confrontation with the same arms, I prefer the bow-to-sword targeted suppression, my ability cannot hold back the entire Saber team, so this task can only be entrusted to you."

I gestured for the doctor to listen to me.

"Gilgamesh is very strong, very strong, not to mention that he may not necessarily be held back by senior Arash according to the regulations, but with his freewheeling personality, it is the most uncontrollable to stay until the end...he must leave the stage."

I said firmly.

"You can't be a king without being arrogant and contemptuous. What I need to use is his mentality. As long as I avoid the last wave of shooting from the King's Treasure House—"

"Oh? Are you the one who made judgments on your own and tried to challenge the king's authority in the king's back garden?"

Guan Zhiyi's voice appeared in the sky at a very short distance, black clouds were pressing down on the city, and the mountains and rain were about to come, and the scarlet eyes that did not belong to humans looked down without a trace of emotion.

"Miscellaneous."

I didn't even have time to reply to another sentence in the communication, so I was pinned in place by the huge coercion.

"Gilgamesh!"

I bit out the person's name word by word through the gap between my teeth.

"Stop playing with your polite honorifics?" Wang twitched his lips mockingly. "Your expression, tone of voice, attitude, no matter which one shows the reaction of being familiar with me, the king. I admit, you do know me, but I don't know you. For the sake of your eyesight and melodious voice, I only forgive you. You are being unreasonable this time."

"But I will continue to be rude. I respect you as the king, but now, all I can see are enemies that must be defeated." I probably saw the conversation with this person, and I didn't feel guilty or flinched at all. I even choked back under the pressure of being unable to move, "Can I understand that the post I posted was accepted?"

"Hmph! Hahahahaha—mere mere mortals! Dare to look directly at me, talk to me, and rob me of my treasures, there is no pardon for this crime!" The golden armor shone coldly in the night, and the golden archers Raising his hand abruptly, a large golden ripple appeared behind his back, and countless weapons and treasures showed their ferocious corners in the void. "Unfortunately, the person who can make the king fight seriously does not need a second one!"

"Since you've already uttered big words, let's utter more gorgeous screams to please the king, and then--wither like a flower."

The hand wrapped in golden armor waved down.

"Doctor, step back." I ordered in a low voice, "Let me do it myself."

Gilgamesh's treasury contains all the treasures in the world, and there is no guarantee that there will be an existence that can attack the imaginary space. When I am too busy to take care of myself, I dare not expose the doctor to the shooting of these treasures.

"Understood," the doctor retreated rationally: "I will protect myself, so don't worry about it."

Gilgamesh spoke casually, but the actual attack was obviously more serious than his attitude.

It's not the kind of messy and disorderly type that was released when blocking Berserker before, but something that can literally smash the opponent's spiritual core to pieces with each blow.

Even under the blockage of possible actions, facing dense weapon projections, it is impossible for me in my prime to avoid it.

But the problem is that the treasure house of the king is inexhaustible, and the hero king Gilgamesh seems to be specifically aiming at what I just said, and the firepower he unleashes becomes more and more violent every time.

"That's all?" King Gilgamesh said in a disdainful tone, "What are you waiting for, Miscellaneous?"

I tried to quell the sharp gasps, not paying attention to his contempt.

It would be a huge expense to release a wooden escape that is strong enough to resist the Noble Phantasm of the Age of Gods, not to mention the high-speed movement and necessary counterattack.

However, take your time...

I believe that this body adapts to the talent on the battlefield. As long as I have a little more time, I can adapt to this pressure and attack rhythm.

'Senior, I have already encountered Gilgamesh, so I leave it to you to hold back Saber!Yan Rong——'

'clear! '

'My lord, Yan Rong is here! '

The voices of the two warriors came from different contracts almost at the same time. I swung my naginata and used my extreme pupil power to see clearly the trajectory of the falling in the air. I said passionately: "Come on, prepare to compete with the divine weapon!" high and low! '

'Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!wish for it! '

Can't lose!Losing is not allowed!

This is the only battle that can bring back the lost ones!

Fighting Gilgamesh, I have only one plan, try to avoid fighting consumption and long-range attacks, and pull the rhythm of the battle to melee combat, which has a better chance of winning.

Consumption, the biggest problem is consumption.

Senior Arash should have already made a real move, the magic power stored in his body is declining at a terrifying speed.

Be quick, analyze, see through the rhythm of his fight—

"Your defeat is already doomed." Gilgamesh looked at me with interest, as if watching a beautiful woman struggling: "Since death is inevitable, how about letting go of the burden in the end? There is room for defeating this king."

What is he saying……?

I am carrying... what is it?

I subconsciously followed his words, but it was probably because I had been walking with my back on my back for too long, and I no longer knew how to unload it.

My eyes showed confusion, and in the blood-stained vision, I seemed to hear Gilgamesh sneer and the golden light shining all over the sky.

Is there anything I haven't done well?

—Who will come, teach me?

"Ugh."

With a sigh, a hand was placed on my shoulder.

"It's really worrying, Huahua."

A simple earthen wall rose in front of me, accompanied by the endless clanging sound, the semi-arc defense blocked this wave of shooting outside.

"Mr. Hashirama...?" I recognized the owner of the voice, "You—?"

"Time is running out, so I'll make a long story short." The other hand pressed my head smoothly, stopping my turning, "Huahua, what do you think a thousand hands are?"

"Thousand hands..." The words I blurted out subconsciously stuck in my throat, and I stared blankly at the earthen wall in front of me.

As the only wooden escape envoy, Mr. Zhujian rarely used other escape techniques on important occasions. In addition, I only know wood escape, so the impression "Thousand Hands" has always given me is that of wooden escape.

But that's not the case.

"The bloodline is really amazing, even if you first learned the abilities of the Senshou clan, but later on, you still detoured to the fire attack and explosion that Uchiha is better at," said the force on the head, rubbing it dissatisfied Rubbing, "Okay, don't learn, just learn some high burst and low battery life."

I opened my mouth and found it impossible to refute.

To a certain extent, as Mr. Hashirama's hand-wrestling, I can be regarded as his half-disciple, but until now I have discovered that I seem to have only scratched the surface of the essence of the "Thousand Hands" family.

"It's not your fault, it's because I, the teacher, didn't take it well," Mr. Hashirama quickly picked it up. He waved his hand casually. I seemed to see the familiar flower petals falling, but soon my sight was caught by the thicker earthen wall. occlusion, and my attention was quickly diverted.

"what?"

"Huahua, Mudun—in the final analysis, it is the boundary of blood inheritance, a mutation of the water and earth chakras of the Thousand Hands Clan," the man who created the legend patiently smashed the most common-sense theories of ninjas. On the battlefield, while holding up a safe umbrella for me, he brought a long-overdue lesson, "Senju Mori, good at land and water, with a physique at the top of the ninja echelon, good at physical skills, and good at soldiers."

"But I," I wasn't born and bred——

"Don't worry, I know your situation is special," Mr. Hashirama patted me reassuringly, "Even so, many things are common, for example--trees are rooted on soil rich in water, understand ? Your wood escapes space, too lonely, too lonely."

"Just thinking about drawing your own strength and the power of nature in the air, have you ever felt the ground you are stepping on? The tolerance of the earth, the moistness of the water source - have you responded?" This sentence is a bit harsh, "When I'm exhausted, I just want to use my own blood to make up for it. Even Madara is not as desperate as you!"

There was another sigh, and I felt the strength on my shoulders and head was significantly reduced. I was a little flustered, having never seen Mr. Hashirama before: "Mr. Hashirama, I'm too stupid."

"Beep... Kacha, Kacha——"

It seemed that the indestructible earth wall was collapsing at a rapid speed, revealing the unchanging eyes of the oldest king outside the wall, and the king's treasure house that was opened wider than ever.

"It's time, flower, and I'll say it for the last, last time."

"No matter where you come from, where this ability comes from, and which family's blood is flowing on your body, you are a thousand hands." The thick big hand finally patted my shoulder, then pressed my back, always vigorous The vast vitality and firm entrustment came silently from these hands, "I believe you already understand, right?"

"Yes, yes!" My heart was beating violently, and I tremblingly accepted this entrustment.

After crossing the barrier of a dimension, too much time has passed.

I have been ignorant for more than [-] years, just when I almost gave up my unrealistic youthful heart, cooled my boiling blood, was smoothed by the busy survival, and drifted with the mediocre life in self-sacrifice...

I had unexpected opportunities, met unexpected people, and even received heavy recognition from someone who was not related by blood.

The blood is hard to cool, and the boy will not die.

"Mr. Hashirama! I must—"

"Call me teacher." The man laughed heartily, "You are my first apprentice, go ahead and let the world see what it means—a thousand-handed magic power!"

"Of course!" I raised my head proudly and conceitedly, "I am a thousand-handed flower!"

In the face of a powerful enemy of this level, worries and burdens are all stumbling blocks that hinder my progress. As King Gilgamesh said, standing on the opposite side of him, then betting everything purely.

It's not that I want to take anything, but I just show my desire and greed as a human being with a cheeky face, and fight for this desire with my own strong will.

This is human beings——

This is the human beings who stand on this land and are loved by the land!

I finally understood that what I felt when I first landed in the Naruto world and hadn't mastered Mudun was not the preference of the forest, but the protection of the land for this fighting clan who inherited the body of a fairy.

There is no need for imprinting, no need for huge expenditures, the soil and water of the earth give the small seeds the greatest support, so the trees become forests, and the forests become forests, and I don't even have much consumption.

The sky was dyed a bluish white, which was a sign of dawn.

It was also at this time that the contract of magical power support maintained in my body was unilaterally severed.

My heart sank suddenly.

'—Arash! '

'It was I who cut off the contract, don't panic, Master. Senior Arash's voice immediately responded to me: "The archer job has the characteristics of independent action. Even without the master's magic power supply, it can exist for a period of time. This reserve is enough to stop Saber!" '

'Your battlefield is more important! The archer's voice was panting heavily, even with determination: "Don't worry about my side, just take this power!" '

But your solo action is only C!

How long can it last against Saber, who has strong stats in all aspects?

I blinked hard, trying to suppress the tears welling up.

For this senior who tried his best to help me, I still have something I can do!

"In the name of the Command Seal, Archer, Arash—"

I raised my right hand high, and the reinforced concealment magic was forced to disperse under these words, half of the command spell of a thousand hands on the back of my hand glowed a dazzling red light.

"Give you sincerity, faith, and strength!"

Gilgamesh's movements suddenly stopped, and his surprised gaze was firmly fixed on the back of my hand.

I clenched my right hand and shouted again.

"In the name of the Command Seal, Archer, the great hero Arash!"

"Please maintain your tough body until you witness my victory!"

The family crest formed by the overlapping of Senju and Uchiha follows this request, pulling the magic power accumulated in Fuyuki's leylines for 60 years, and instilling it with irresistible binding force into the hero who has already put all his eggs in one basket.

"It's really a big problem for me, Hua."

The great Persian hero who had already drawn his bow was forced to stop his self-destructive action, and his torn body was miraculously repaired by the huge magic power. He shook his head helplessly, complaining in his mouth, but his eyes burst out with a never-before-seen of light.

"However, I really want to see the victory after the war."

With anticipation, Arash aroused a more tenacious will in Xiangsheng's heart, and shot out with an arrow, bringing out arrows of magic power that filled the sky.

"I'm sorry, King of Knights, this way is blocked!"

Fearlessly he met the blade of the oath of victory held aloft.

In the scattered memories of the Master, since the other Huguang who can take the full blow of the strongest Knight of the Round Table, he can also take the Sword in the Stone, which is also a sister sword!

"Let me see what you can do!"

"You are very capable, you dare to deceive the king's eyes!" Gilgamesh understood everything after I cast two command spells. There was anger in his eyes, but more, it was a complexity that I couldn't understand. .

"Doing recklessly in the king's courtyard, what, trying to steal the king's belongings like this?"

"No, I'm asking for it openly!"

I looked straight at the might of the Oldest King, and fearlessly met the light of the vault that shot from the darkness. "Come on! Gilgamesh—"

The King's Treasure House is the pinnacle of infinite accumulation, and human beings have always been indomitable, and the struggle of human beings is also endless.

Swords, guns and sticks shot down one after another, and the tight encirclement was offset by the force of nature growing wildly.

As if realizing for the first time how terrifying and powerful Qianshou's physique is, the endless vitality unsealed from the crack in the heart, more vines and branches broke through the ground, and even the ground bulged up, and I was wrapped in Under this love, he laughed wildly: "Now, it's time for humans to call the curtain for the kingly way!"

Can this burst of light compete with you?

"Hahahahahahaha - yes! The king has agreed!" The aloof king covered his face and laughed, "Rejoice, little girl, this battle has the value of making the king serious."

"Use this blow as a farewell ceremony!"

The intertwined gold and lapis lazuli sword hilt sinks from the void, and the compressed wind pressure forms faults. The three black and red circular blades rotate in their own ways, representing the "heaven" at the beginning of the world's formation. , "Earth" and "Underworld" three stone slabs.

This is a blow that splits the world, and it must be unstoppable against Suzheng's defense.

"Talking about the original, the separation of heaven and earth, nothingness is the gift of opening up—"

Only a fool will let you finish reading the article!

I put all my bets on it, and precisely locked on the slate with the least sense of crisis in my subconscious. The trees obeyed my wishes, wrapped the land under my feet, and stretched to the sky to take a picture!

Before I finished speaking the word of liberation, I was so close that I had to send out the anti-world treasure ahead of time, colliding with the soil and trees rising from the ground.

The other two stone slabs that have not yet had the chance to appear in the world reluctantly submerge into the void again, leaving only a circular blade that I locked and knocked down in advance to break through the obstacles on the way, and stab at my chest with the force of tearing space.

"Back to the sky, get out of the way, Huahua—" the doctor shouted hoarsely, trying to stop my charge, "We won't fight anymore, give up! Come back!"

"Never—no—" Amidst the whistling wind, I faced the black-red blade and smiled confidently.

If I'm not mistaken, this blade symbolizes the power of the "earth".

ha!the earth—

I am a son of man who stands on the earth!

Trust me, doctor.

I, who have paid for the stability of more than one world, must have a defense against Suzheng in this body.

Take a gamble!

"—Enuma Elish!"

"Vientiane—Sen Luo!!"

After a long night, the red sun tore apart the night and brought a new day in the brilliant morning glow.