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

Time is up.

With the ensuing singing, the world stopped moving for an instant.

The surrounding background fades quickly, leaving only the circle centered on me.

Mr. Hashirama's surprised face freezes, Mr. Tomama has already stood up and rushed this way, and the kaleidoscope in the eyes of Mr. Madara, who is further away, is spinning at a high speed.

However, it was too late.

I heard the cries of the fruit shop downstairs, the singing of the kindergarten, the running of the primary school, and the noise of my world rushing towards me.

"Squeak—" the cicadas chirp, the summer solstice has passed.

The time is synchronized.

I tried my best and roared, even if the last words could be spread: "Mr. Hashirama, that's it—"

It was the one that caused the break between Senju and Uchiha, it was the one that made Madara-san live and die, it was the one that destroyed everything, distorted everything, the culprit of all——

that's it!

It was also the second of my voice that time resumed its flow.

The blue Susanoo and the pale green wooden man rose up from the ground, violently opened the narrow room, the water waves roared and beat, and dense runes quickly appeared around me.

"clang--"

The sound of something colliding.

The ground rolled and surged, and the air was folded and twisted.

Space...collision...?

The surrounding scenery of the Warring States Period and the lush forests are falling like old and falling walls.

"pat-"

Immediately afterwards, the background suddenly changed, and the field of vision zoomed out——

There are many high-rise buildings and heavy traffic, and the breath of the metropolis blows towards us.

But I am still here, floating in mid-air, at the junction of the Warring States Period and modern times.On the upper left side, in front, and in front of the side in the dim fade, are three people who have lost their movements in shock.

I followed their gaze back——

The picture is still zooming out smoothly.

The Fuxing Bridge crossed under our feet, and the plane that had just taken off roared and dragged out a long white line in the sky. On both sides of the Qiantang River, the glass of tall buildings standing tall and tall shone with dazzling golden sunlight.

White-collar beauties in high heels, students in school uniform riding shared bicycles, white-haired old men in Tai Chi suits, and the mouth-watering aroma of food wafting from various shops.

Immediately, the picture was elevated, and under the tumbling clouds, two red flags flew up, and the pattern of hoes and sickles complemented the five stars.

Soldiers in green camouflage uniforms walked by in a row, and on the long red tower, there was a person saying——

"Congratulations... the [-]th anniversary..."

"Bless... the great motherland!"

It is a vast and vast land where people cheer, celebrate, settle down, be proud, smile and be happy.

There are three different voices overlapping at this moment:

"Is this... your... world?"

Yes, this is my world.

I answered softly in my heart.

As a parting gift, is this enough?

Then, be strong, no matter how reluctant you are, you must smile and say goodbye to them.

I tried my best to tear the corners of my mouth away, pushing away the unstoppable tears.

In the blurred and shaking vision, a pool of black objects that had been motionless suddenly broke the chain——

Straight towards me.

Passed by me, rushed behind me, my world.

Varied……?

I reacted quickly and was outraged.

"Don't even think about—!"

Whatever it wants to do, whatever its purpose, never allow—

The screen belonging to my world came with the shock of being invaded.

"Darkness!"

I managed to grab the remaining chains covered with talisman paper, the strong corrosion made my hands smoke, I gritted my teeth, held on tightly, bowed my waist, and threw back——

"Give me—come out!!"

There was a huge pulling force from the opposite side, and at the same time, my hometown was beckoning me to return.

Not yet, mother, please wait for me a little longer.

I don't understand, what is there in my world that can attract Heijue?

It can even make it give up the concealment it has been hiding for thousands of years.

energy?Or is it another possibility of Kaguya Ji's resurrection?unknown.

But one thing I'm sure of -

Putting my life on the line, I also want to prevent it from invading my world.

I tried to hold on to my ever-moving pace, and wrapped the chain around my body. Since I couldn't shake it off, I dragged out the thing that I dare not think belonged to it!

The space on both sides began to collapse, and the fault in the middle became bigger and bigger and more unstable, and the cry of the storm was close at hand.

Qianshou Zhujian rushed forward, but bumped straight into the transparent barrier.

Right in front of him that he couldn't reach, in the dark laminar flow, a tear-stained girl entangled the chain ferociously, trying in vain to move the whole world with her own power!

The chakra of the riot blew the long black hair between the thousand-hand pillars, and the wooden escaper clasped his hands like an angry King Kong:

"Immortal Law Wooden Dungeon·True Thousand Hands—Turning Buddha on the top!"

Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara with half-closed eyes and compassionate face suddenly descended, following the will of the angry summoner, thousands of huge fists hit the front.

"Boom--!"

"Kacha———"

The momentum swayed like a ripple, and before the thin cracks spread like a spider web, the vibration returned, and the cracks began to smooth out slowly.

Senshou Fumama has followed closely behind, taking out a scroll with layers of seals engraved on it against the clock, and holding a shuriken in the other hand to store power, a huge amount of calculations formed in his mind.

Massive amounts of data kept flashing through his red eyes, and he said without looking back, "Uchiha——"

The kaleidoscope belonging to Uchiha Madara has rotated into a circle at high speed, and the fluctuation of all energy can be seen under the eyes.

The full-body blue tengu warrior roared and swung his sword at one place, splitting a gap in the weakest crack.

"Now!"

The shuriken shot in response.

"Jingle--"

The second after the shuriken was pierced into the gap in the chain, the white-haired ninja made a seal decisively: "Flying Thunder God——"

In the game between space and space that no one knows, Qianshou Feijian, who was slightly better with powerful calculation power, successfully reached the other side.

The scrolls were raised one by one, almost covering half of the space, and the black rune fonts floated in the air.

I couldn't believe it: "Mr. Tomama, what are you doing here! Here..."

My voice stopped abruptly.Mr. Tomama's hand held mine, and the power blessing from an adult ninja gave me a short breath, and the words floating in mid-air flowed into the chain continuously along these hands.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" It was the familiar scolding voice belonging to Mr. Tokima, "Persist a little longer, it will take some time for the sealing technique to be completed."

The person in front of him had a pale face, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, passing through the space storm, the huge calculations and seals by himself obviously made him look very reluctant.

"... Mmm!" I firmly grasped the chain in my hand.

The space under his feet fluctuated more and more.

The worlds on both sides moved away like intersecting straight lines, and the shouts of Mr. Hashirama and Mr. Madara came from the left. The roar of the fists of Zhenqian's hands combined with Susanoo's big sword pulled the gap that was constantly trying to close.

"Quick! This barrier is getting thicker——"

"Thousands of Hands! What are you still dawdling about!"

"Plop-plop-"

A burst of palpitations hit me, and a strong warning of crisis enveloped me.

Under the transparent world, I saw a long way directly below, lightning and thunder appearing in the storm.

Six pairs of eyes full of murderous intent lit up, the black mist gradually solidified, and the faint blue flames burned on the monster's bones, and the alien armored warrior locked on here with a weapon in hand.

Spear, dagger, daidachi, spear, spear, naginata—

Each of them has the strength of Mr. Togama in his heyday.

If no decision is made, both of them will die here.

I glanced at the remaining half of the text in the sky, the opening of the passage on the left that is gradually closing, and the right...

On the right, the vastness of 960 million square kilometers and the surging of 300 million square kilometers are my motherland.

Where is the chorus, the sound came, as if it was seeing me off.

【Mountains know me, rivers know me——】

I gently, gently, as if I was afraid of disturbing something, "Mr. Feima——"

The man who was already at the end of his strength lowered his head and put his ears closer: "What?"

"I... was born in a prosperous age and grew up in a prosperous age. Naturally, I should do something for her."

In the clasping of my hands, I clasped my palms together and silently issued a spell:

——Wood Dun·Wood Dragon Art.

The pale green oriental ancient dragon soared into the air, rolled up the distant black dragon, galloped towards it, and slammed its tail abruptly.

Thousand Hands flew out of the door and hit the big hole on the left, just in time to be caught by the blue giant who stretched out his hand.

"I'm really sorry, Tomagama-san."

In the end, what the Thousand Hands saw was the girl surrounded by blue dragons, resolutely restraining the black shadow, and falling backward into the turbulent flow of the space below.

In the girl's eyes that turned red at some point, there is a jade that is slowly spinning.