Chapter 58

A huge meteorite fell from the sky, breaking through the clouds and suddenly filling the entire field of vision, as if it had touched the ground in the blink of an eye.

The distance was so great that Yoshino Junpei could not determine the exact time when the meteorite hit the ground.

But his mind told him that it would be futile no matter what he did, and his body was trying to pull his newly lost mother away from the horrific scene.

Yoshino Junpei just wanted to turn around and try to escape, but was grabbed by his mother instead.

Yoshino Nagi pulled her son into her arms and threw him to the ground.

Yoshino Junpei was lying on his back, and the opponent's anxious and rough handling caused his new skin to rub against the rough ground, causing it to hurt.

But he neither paid attention to the rising pain nor asked his mother's intention in doing so.

Because it is obvious.

From his current perspective, Yoshino Junpei could clearly see the edge of the meteorite, which was blocked by something and seemed to have landed smoothly, and another object that could not be ignored that was approaching from the sky at a high speed.

——The second meteorite has arrived.

“Boom—”

With a loud thud, two huge meteorites collided.

Junpei Yoshino instantly realized what was going to happen next, and he tried to push his mother away and switch positions with her.

But perhaps because his body had not yet fully recovered from the battle, or because his mother's will was so firm, Yoshino Junpei ultimately failed to shake her protection.

There was nothing he could do but protect the back of his mother's head and prepare for the impact.

The monstrous gust of air followed the impact, rolling in from afar with great force and speed.

The mixed mud, sand and gravel become the sharpest blades under acceleration and rotation, which can easily cut the skin of passers-by, not to mention being inhaled into the lungs.

Yoshino Junpei looked at the huge waves that were getting closer and closer, feeling the warmth in his arms, and his heart, which had been beating wildly, gradually calmed down for some reason.

After taking a few breaths, he buried his head in his mother's neck and chose not to close his eyes.

...It seems like it would be nice to leave with my mother like this.

Yoshino Junpei hugged the person in his arms a little tighter.

Just when he was about to wait quietly for death, Junpei Yoshino suddenly felt someone blocking the light in front of him.

He opened his eyes and tried to confirm the situation, and found that an uncle who had just been in the same team with his mother and seemed to be chatting happily was standing between them and the huge wave, with seals on his hands.

When he noticed Yoshino Junpei's gaze, he turned his head and looked at him.

Although they represent the eyes of a demon, they reveal the kindness of an elder.

A solid earth wall rose up in front of them. Wind waves followed one after another, and sand and rocks roared past, but they did not affect this small protected corner.

Yoshino Junpei took this opportunity to turn around and found that except for the two ordinary people who could only choose to wait for death, most of the others finally took the right measures and successfully saved their lives behind various shields.

They were far away from the center of the accident, and the huge wave not only came late but also had most of its power consumed long ago, allowing the group of rookies present to protect themselves together.

But this scene was still very shocking to Yoshino Junpei.

Two months ago, a brand new door opened in front of Yoshino Junpei. That door was full of unreasonable dangers and excitement, and showed him the mysterious world of curses and sorcerers.

He failed to control his curiosity and paid a heavy price for his self-importance and inability to judge people.

After that, Yoshino Junpei learned from his mistakes and decided to think twice before doing anything in the future.

But now Yoshino Junpei found that he was still too arrogant.

——Because no matter how careful you are, the final judgment is based on your own cognition.

The scene before his eyes was undoubtedly reminding Junpei Yoshino that the knowledge he had acquired in the previous two months was just the tip of the iceberg. Every time before making a decision, he imagined the worst possible outcome and tried to make contingency plans, which might be naive or even ridiculous in the eyes of others.

After all, how can you possibly guard against situations that are completely beyond your own conception?

When the threat subsided, Yoshino Junpei patted his mother on the shoulder, indicating that she was safe.

Yoshino Nagi had originally kept her eyes closed, but after being reminded, she slowly stood up and stared at Yoshino Junpei for a long time before she slowly realized what had happened.

"Great! You're still alive!"

This carefree woman first gave her son another bear hug, then stood up and went to thank the man who helped them.

"Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I don't know what the outcome would have been."

The uncle waved his hands without any concern: "It's okay, it's just a simple gesture."

Then the man changed the subject: "Although I saved you this time, this is a battlefield after all, not a place for ordinary people like you."

"I understand. We'll leave right away."

Yoshino Nagi agreed promptly.

She briefly asked the kind-hearted man about a suitable escape direction, then immediately set off with her son.

At first, Yoshino Nagi thought that since her son could suddenly come to this strange place, he must have known how to return, so she urged him to leave.

But the look on Yoshino Junpei's face that he wanted to die with her changed her mind.

She felt that this brat had not grown up yet, and if left alone, he might die somewhere.

Yoshino Nagi shook the other person's hand and immediately felt the strength of the handshake back.

She sighed quietly in her heart.

There is no other way, so I have to accompany him for a while.

Although there were almost no casualties on the battlefield where Yoshino Junpei and his men were, the center of the meteorite landing was not so lucky.

Because the two meteorites were too huge, they did not break completely, and now they are inlaid together like stone flowers. The first one that is slightly cracked is the petal, and the second one is like the pistil.

There is also a sense of abstract beauty when viewed from a high vantage point.

Uchiha Madara did not care about his own situation when he took action. As the reincarnation of the earth, he was tasked with dying together with the enemy.

This time the scope is just slightly larger, nothing special.

The two resurrected bodies were reshaped in the high altitude. Although the specific situation below was still covered by dust, Kabuto Yakushi, whose perception became more sensitive after learning the fairy technique, could still clearly feel the loss of life.

In just a short moment, the ninja army numbering tens of thousands was almost completely wiped out by this move.

And Uchiha Madara looked like he was completely at ease.

Seeing this, the Second Tsuchikage couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the legendary power of the Uchiha clan..."

Really...

"Subarasi——!"

Pharmacist Kabuto: “……?”

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Suddenly, a man in a monk's robe with strange stitches on his face appeared there.

Kabuto Yakushi was an undercover agent and an intelligence officer, so he was the first to realize that when Uchiha Obito was playing tricks, the other party was not the real Uchiha Madara.

He is familiar with the important figures in all the major ninja villages, both those who are still alive and those who have long been dead. He believes that as long as someone is a key figure, he can directly tell the other person's name, ability, and even three generations of ancestors.

But none of them had the face of the man before them.

Although Yakushi Kabuto tried to restrain himself at this moment, he still couldn't hide his excitement as he stared at Uchiha Madara, like the noose of an extreme fan, and slowly spit out a question mark.

——So, where did you come from, this guy who I have no impression of at all? ? ?

Bai Yun didn't draw any props related to Pharmacist Dou, so his autonomy is limited. When he encounters a situation that is inconsistent with his own cognition, his CPU is about to burn out.

The pharmacist Dou was stuck for a long time, and finally he could only utter: "Who are you?"

The noose ignored him.

After all, in his eyes, Yakushi Kabuto was just a part of the illusion.

This is also the reason why he dared to observe Uchiha Madara so arrogantly.

After all, all of this was an illusion created by him!

Could it be possible that a mere illusion could backfire on its owner?

Nosoe stared at Uchiha Madara. Thousands of years of experience made him knowledgeable. He could easily tell that the person in front of him was not a living person, but he was also not the curse mentioned in the intelligence.

Before this, Nozomi actually had doubts about Uchiha Madara and the Infinite Tsukuyomi. After all, any one of these two things alone is enough to challenge common sense, let alone the two together.

But after seeing the scene just now, there was no longer any doubt in Susuo's heart.

That is not a power that can be imagined without reason.

The parts that don't match the intelligence can only prove that...

"This isn't your prime yet, is it?"

Thinking of this, Koso ignored Uchiha Madara's raised brows and couldn't help but take a step forward: "What a powerful force, if I can make this power a reality again..."

Before he finished speaking, Noose suddenly felt the danger, he rolled to the side to avoid it, and the next second, his position was swallowed up by a black energy ball.

After Noose stabilized himself, he sneered and looked up at Gojo Satoru who was floating in the air not far away: "You really are haunting me."

The reason why Noseso chose to hide directly in the barrier was, firstly, because he wanted to see if his choice was correct, and secondly, because he wanted to use it to avoid Gojo Satoru.

As the caster, the noose was the first to realize that the illusion was different from what he had imagined. However, this was the first time it was used on a large scale, and the target was the cursed spirits whose minds should have been relatively confused, so the noose did not worry too much.

On the contrary, when he sensed the "hidden copy", he also felt that this might be a rare opportunity to avoid Gojo Satoru.

Anyway, it is impossible to seal Gojo Satoru again now, and the [Cursed Spirit Control Technique] has been engraved in his body. As long as he gets rid of the opponent and then changes into a new body, Noseso will be able to revive Uchiha Madara while completely hiding himself.

With this in mind, he passed through five or six barriers, and each time he forced open the "hidden copy" by using his identity as a caster. As a result, for some reason, Gojo Satoru was able to follow him in every time.

If he himself was not the caster, he would have suspected that there was some dark conspiracy involved.

Gojo Satoru was so angry that he almost laughed after hearing what Noseso said. It was rare that he didn't say any trash talk, but rushed directly towards Noseso.

Noose immediately prepared to continue his escape, but he was not anxious in his heart.

Because of the home advantage, he had also gotten rid of Gojo Satoru in other environments, but the opponent would quickly catch up with him with residual traces.

When Noose was trying to escape with magic as usual, he suddenly felt the circulation of magic power in his body become stagnant for a moment.

And in the confrontation with Gojo Satoru, this instantaneous change was enough to cost him his life.

At the last moment, Noose turned his head as if aware of something, and happened to see the existence that was closest to his dream in thousands of years looking at him with interest.

After realizing what had happened, a hint of joy rose in Noose's heart, but this joy was replaced by a more prominent desolation before he actually lost consciousness.

If only I could see it with my own eyes.

Gojo Satoru naturally also sensed the abnormality of the noose. He blinked, then turned around and asked, "Why did you interfere?"

Uchiha Madara's eyes also turned back to pure black, and when he looked at Gojo Satoru, a meaningful smile hung on the corners of his mouth: "Isn't it good? Isn't this what you wish for?"

"Who's wish is to kill a bug?"

After responding out of habit, Gojo Satoru stood up straight and observed Uchiha Madara carefully, his brows gradually furrowed.

“…something’s wrong.”

Uchiha Madara asked back: "What do you mean?"

Gojo Satoru answered bluntly: "You are not right."

"Even if that guy has gone so far as to want to kill him with his own illusion, since I have already killed the caster, this illusion, including you, should disappear with it."

"Really?"

Uchiha Madara replied nonchalantly and raised his hand to show Gojo Satoru the ruins around him.

"Unfortunately, this power was not 'created' by anyone."

The world was constantly analyzed under the gaze of the Six Eyes, and countless data poured into Gojo Satoru's brain. He began to compare the data of Uchiha Madara in front of him with the data in the previous five or six environments, and finally found something wrong.

This isn’t an illusion…?

No, that's not right.

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that Uchiha Madara in front of him was indeed a product of the environment.

However, he did not belong to the illusion created by the vile person who stole the corpse.

Fushiguro Shinji had just met Gojo Satoru by chance and wanted to follow him secretly to see if there was any chance of finding any clues to carry out his assassination plan, but now he felt that the situation was a bit tricky.

He subconsciously licked the old wound at the corner of his mouth and asked casually, "...So, what did you let them see?"

"Uchiha Madara", wearing a white robe, was sitting on a high branch with one leg bent and the other leg hanging naturally in a very comfortable posture.

Hearing Fushiguro's question, he answered casually: "Nothing, just letting them realize their dreams."

"Dream..."

Fushiguro chewed the word in his mouth and tried to confirm it again: "Since I think my dream will never be this kind of thing, and because I have no magic power, all illusions are theoretically ineffective against me."

"So what I see before my eyes should be the real reality, right?"

"Uchiha Madara" seemed to be amused by Fushiguro Shinji's actions. A few short laughs echoed between each other's chest. Anyone could feel his relief and happiness.

As if to deliberately antagonize the other party, "Uchiha Madara" deliberately answered ambiguously: "Who knows."

"Maybe the distinction between reality and dreams isn't so clear after all."

When Fushiguro heard this answer, he just looked up at him. After realizing that the other party had no intention of cooperating for the time being, but would not take action for the time being, he began to observe the situation around him carefully.

In a city that is like a steel jungle, between narrow high-rise buildings, there is an ancient tree that is so tall that it reaches the sky and stands there inexplicably.

Its root system extends along the roads that extend in all directions, clinging to everything it can cling to and taking root in everything it can take root in. Until now, almost all visible surfaces in the city are covered with layers of thick roots, and they are still extending every moment.

It seems to be absorbing nutrients from the entire city for its own growth.

At this time, "Uchiha Madara" was sitting on the branch of the ancient tree, and the blood-red eyes on his forehead seemed to emit a faint glow along with the red moon behind him.

Damn it, why am I still playing Speed ​​at 9 o'clock?

I'll add more details tomorrow. I can't finish it today.