Black's huge ship Dark King is floating, like an empty throne that never falls.
The apostles in black clothed robes stood silently behind the "Iron Throne", and on the wide throne woven with black silk threads, Yarlin sat in a white brand new military uniform with a Malaysian golden blade, "Justice" The cloak dragged down the chair to the ground, blending with the dark and cold deck.
from start to finish Yarlin sat there, never moved a step, and the black gate that melted into the sky behind it was like a majestic abyss, and would not be moved.
The ground has returned to the appearance of quietness and order, the torn ground gradually restored its original appearance, the collapsed houses were patched up with black lines again, and the dead bodies stood up again, and Given a more powerful new life, the ninjas of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, the members of the Akatsuki Organization, all stood quietly on the ground and stared at the sky in awe and awe, waiting for the final conclusion of this "Ninja World".
No matter how the original time-space script has ups and downs, no matter what secret mastermind originally tried to resurrect, and wanted to disturb the situation, at this moment, it is suppressed by the profound and boundless sky domineering, this From the moment the world's script was taken over by Yarlin's interference, no other voices could exist.
"Save the world, drag into the dream, huh~"
Listening to Gana's report, Yarlin sneered with disdain, "How stupid and cowardly to escape, A world woven by dreams has no future. Only by obliterating all opposition and sins from the body Admiral, leaving only a single voice, will the world usher in the reconstruction of order and peace!"
In midair, a floating sand palm is suspended, Heavenly Dao vortex, Naruto and Hungry Ghost Path, Gaara guarding Nagato in the middle, the robe of red clouds on the black background has long been solidified by the blood soaked black, at the foot of Nagato lay Xiao Nan's body with his chest split open. The body was cold and cold.
Stroke through the blood-stained hair, Samsara Eye revolved to reveal the despair of resentment and resentment, and the long door knocker looked at the apostles all around, and this was far from all, at least there. On the "Dark King" black ship, there were still a few apostles who hadn't shot yet, exuding a terrifying and dangerous aura.
"Can't even an apostle be killed? Even if I fight my life, I'm afraid it's hard to get on the deck of that huge ship and stand in front of the leader of the apostle. ..." Heaven and Earth is full of darkness and depression, the earth and the sky are deadly silent, there is no remaining companion as far as the eye can see, all are glare like a tiger watching his prey who are ready to kill the enemies and monsters that come up at any time.
"There is only one voice left in the world, is that you? Anyone who doesn't obey you is sin? Then are you righteous?" Nagato stared at Yalin. If the eyes can kill, Yarlin might have been chopped up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades.
"Apart from me, who else has this qualification?" Yarlin said in a sullen tone, and his indifferent voice was like the judgment of the gods. There is no doubt about the fate of the change: "What you want to do is not the same as me Well, it's just that you want to weave a hypocritical dream, and I, more directly, wiped out all resistance from the reality Vice Admiral, but the result is similar. There is only one voice, and only me. The established order!"
"When all the surviving people obey this order and voice, then who can question that this is not the shelter of justice?" Yarlin is in a good mood at the moment, after all, a complete His world is about to be conquered by him. The sense of accomplishment is intoxicating. He doesn't mind talking nonsense with the "indigenous leaders" of this World.
"Samsara Eye, the eyes of a god, but it grows on you, if this World has the will, you are probably the one chosen by the world. Although the idea is a little stupid, I still want to praise you I can give you a chance to surrender." Yarlin stroked the armrest of the seat with his palm, said solemnly: "Allow you to retain your consciousness and become a member of Legion."
"Being not An immortal puppet, like an apostle manipulated by you." Nagato said grimly. He never thought it was a kind of charity, but only thought it was a great humiliation.
"Just like the six puppets you control? No, the apostles are not puppets. They are the sharpest blade in my hand and my most loyal believers." Yarlin sighed: "It seems yours The answer is to refuse, it doesn't matter... the apostles under my command also impatiently want to get your parts!"
While speaking, all around the apostles cast their most fanatical towards Yarlin. The reverent gaze, then the moment when he turned his head and glanced at Nagato, he turned into the cruelest killing intent at the same time, rejecting Yarlin's will is blaspheming the will of fate, die without regret.
The voice is on the ground!
Peiran's terrifying murderous aura shrouded the past, and the dark magnetic sand surging over the sky turned into a fiercely fierce giant hand hitting the suspended sand palm, and the bursting sand bound to my love Luo's body, the Crocodile figure suddenly appeared in front of Gaara during the sandstorm, and said grimly: "I'm Crocodile the king of the desert!"
In the exploding sand, the terrifying gravity was Distorted, the reincarnation eye exudes traction waves, and the space is like a sticky cable chain winding toward Nagato.
"Leave him to me, Horchidon, you go and solve another one!"
A dark voice came, and a black mirror emerged from the distortion of nothingness. Gane took a step, the weird mirror wheel eyes stared straight at Nagato, and the other plain white eye glanced at Horqidon, faintly said: "You only have one eye, don't grab the other with me. His eyes are gone."
Horchiton frowned, and then saw that Gana, without the slightest hesitation, cut out the white eye from his right eye and threw it to Hockeddon, who was subconsciously by the latter. "Understood!"
The right eye was vacated, blood dripped in the eye socket, Gana's face showed a sickly smile, he looked at Nagato said with a smile: "Since you refuse to surrender, then your eyes belong to me!"
Nagato stared at Gana with a very ugly expression. Are these apostles a lamb that eats themselves? His teeth The bite made ka beng rattle, and red blood dripped from the frantically spinning Samsara Eye, "At least one apostle must be killed!"
"Bleeding, this is not good!"
The sound of horror echoed in my mind. Because of the operation of the overdrawn pupil power, the blood droplets bursting into the eyes seemed to come to life. An Evil God-like face was reflected in Nagato's eyes, and the blood drop swelled and burst out. Vortex, a sticky bloody palm pierced Nagato's eyes, "I promised Gana to give him a better eye. Don't damage it..."