People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

The red light beam becomes a sword, and suddenly, it penetrates the distance between the ground and the sky, and pierces the invisible space with a red line. In an instant, the condensed and slender knife presses like a tofu, and penetrates Susano without any hindrance. Almost that thick and huge armor.

Susano stood there like a samurai sculpture that was eliminated in the last century. He watched as the red thread pierced through his chest, penetrated through the gap between his ribs, and penetrated into the heart of the little man in his chest.

Uchiha Obito stared at the red line in a daze. The two scarlet Sharingan eyes seemed to have cut off the power and stopped spinning. There was a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth. He felt that the sky above his head was maliciously targeting him!

Can't escape!

Can't beat it!

so interesting~

Just die, I'm tired!

"Hatake Kakashi, you won!" Uchiha Obito gave up struggling, but slightly tilted his chest sideways, allowing more red beams to penetrate through the fairer-skinned body on the left.

Chi!

The sound of flesh and blood being pierced and melted by a sharp blade merged into a line, and was transmitted to the brain along with the vibration of muscles and bones. Susanoku lost power and collapsed into the air. A body spurting blood from the chest fell vertically from a high altitude, heavily smashed a hole in the ground.

Kakashi Hatake sat stiffly on the ground, Obito curled up into a bow and sank in the pit, his four eyes met with one eye, both of them seemed to be silent, they didn't know what expression to use to face each other.

Urahara Kisuke sheathed his knife, stood on the edge of the hole, looked at the miserable blood-stained land, and sighed with compassion: "Have you lost your desire to survive, your heart is a little fragile~"

Obito vomited blood in his mouth and didn't refute, but he was screaming in his heart: "Who knows how many times I have been beaten by this world, and I want to die even if I want to be ridiculed? Anyone who walks down from the sky is not a human being!!!"

"Forget it, I don't kill people who don't fight back!" Kisuke Urahara shrugged and squatted down, and swiped his fingertips over Obito's eye sockets, and a bloody Sharingan was dug out, and he flicked it casually. A beautiful parabola slid out of the air and fell towards Kakashi.

Kakashi quickly reached out to catch it, and before the heat was over, he stuffed it into his pupils again. After two or three breaths, the eyeballs were reconnected to the brain nerves to restore the visual image.

"Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"

Hatake Kakashi rubbed his sore eyes, stared straight at Kisuke Urahara, he was not stupid, he could see that Kisuke Urahara was deliberately helping him, and even acquiesced to his false accusation of black and white .

"Don't be nervous, I have the greatest kindness for you." Urahara Kisuke habitually raised his fisherman's hat, the shadowy smoke rings were exposed in the sun, his whole face outlined a kind and gentle smile, and said quietly, "Accurate Said, I sneaked across the sky to come here just for you."

"??" Kakashi Hatake looked at the smile on Urahara Kisuke's face, feeling inexplicably panicked.

He came here specially for me and sneaked across the sky... Although he didn't quite understand what he heard, these keywords linked to him made him frightened.

"Didn't you come here for this coffin door?" Kakashi swallowed frantically. If there is nothing wrong with his ears, that's what Urahara Kisuke said just now. Bo · bring the soil to pull the hatred.

"The coffin door?"

Urahara Kisuke was taken aback for a moment, then smiled,

"It's true that it was built in a hurry when it was first built. The style is more retro, and it looks a bit like a coffin, hahaha!"

In the empty space, only Kisuke Urahara laughed awkwardly, and the rest were deathly silent. Although Kakashi still didn't know what the coffin was, he witnessed it swallowing Orochimaru and Mitekai with his own eyes. , there was a strange association in his heart, and then he looked at Urahara Kisuke and shuddered, while Obito stared at the one-eyed half-understanding, and his heart was also tense in panic.

Not to mention the [duplicate] trio behind the coffin door who were hiding from eavesdropping, and the three of them set off a turbulent sea.

"He said just now that he forged the door?!" Matkai's face twitched, and he looked at Orochimaru and Faceless Hisoka with unsure eyes, and got the same questions and questions from the stiff faces of the latter two. Answer.

door?

copy?

He forged it? ! !

Based on their current understanding of the copy, if simply translated, it can be understood that this strange dead world was created by him and imprisoned in the sky... It's terrifying to think about it!

Therefore,

Is this [person]...?

"God above mortals?!" Orochimaru thought the most deeply, and his brain was the most serious. A pair of snake pupils had quietly narrowed into vertical benevolence, breathing in both horror and joy, "My previous inferences are not true. Wrong, the door is controlled by God, and now I, Orochimaru, have also mastered the method of making the sky, and I can also become a terrifying existence like this person."

think about it!

Uchiha Obito's huge and inhuman Susanoo can't even block a sword in his hands. This is completely in line with Orochimaru's fantasy of God, and now the blueprint of the key to becoming a god is in his hands.

if,

He can also forge the sky and the gate and become a god, then... Orochimaru can return to the original world to seek revenge on Kaguya and Nami, well... Of course, this is just Orochimaru. It's just a small target that can be cleared on the way to God, not worth mentioning! ! !

"He forged all this? Is he saying that?"

Faceless Face. The tear makeup on Hisoka's face was coquettishly oozing blood, and the porcelain white skin extruded wrinkled texture, which looked sinister and distorted. He rubbed his cheeks, and the invisible lines of thoughts shot out from his fingertips. Kisuke Urahara shot out from the "twist" and shot directly to the outside world through the coffin door.

Maitkai's eyes widened, and he shouted bravely, "It's true that you don't have any facial features. You didn't see the horror of the other party's sword breaking through Susano just now. Otherwise, why would you dare to be so demented?"

Orochimaru's pupils shrank suddenly, and watched Faceless Hisoka shoot out from the sky, and only had time to add grimly: "Yes, even you are probably created by him!"

Hatake Kakashi was still in shock, and out of the corner of his eye socket after he had just installed it, he caught a glimpse of a faceless person rushing out of the coffin, with a voluptuous figure and a flat, pale face.

A person without a face?

Creepy!

Then, before he could react, he saw an even scarier scene. He saw Urahara Kisuke turn his head and glance sideways in surprise, but he didn't see any movement. Punching through the back of the faceless face, it was as if a strange seal had been poked in the back of it.

There was only a crisp sound of "cracking", as if some kind of mechanical part was activated, and the sound of the collision of the slots and gears came from the body of Faceless Face, and then, Kisuke Urahara's body froze when the latter slammed at Kisuke Urahara. ground, motionless.

Kisuke Urahara pulled out a viscous, faceless, noodle-like soul that was visible to the naked eye. No matter how fiercely the soul roared and struggled, the next moment, it was squished and kneaded strangely. , fixed like dough into a white glass ball the size of a thumbnail!

"The soul turned into a glass ball?!!"

Hatake Kakashi's eyes were bulging, and he almost fell out of his eye sockets. The cpu in his brain's brain was running rapidly, as if it was covered with a pile of grass and was emitting black smoke.

Kakashi wouldn't be so shocked if his soul was imprisoned or killed and annihilated, but being kneaded into a glass ball is really beyond Kakashi's understanding and acceptance.

And looking at the body in the poker suit in front of him, it disintegrates silently and synchronously, from the [human] shape of a flesh and blood body, disintegrated into squares, like a plastic cube of unknown material in the ground. A small beach was piled up on the ground.

"...flesh turned into plastic?!"

"Wait a minute, the poker outfit looks familiar!!"

Hatake Kakashi's head was numb, and his eyes were staring straight at Urahara Kisuke. The latter still maintained a gentle and friendly face, but Hatake Kakashi's whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and his soul was full of coldness. the chill.

Such a monster who turns people into plastic + glass balls, he came for me?

Kakashi was hairy all over, subconsciously raised his white teeth to point at Kisuke Urahara, half of the mask covering his face shone with a dark white color: "What are you going to do to me?"

"Am I not friendly enough? Why are you so wary? I just want to invite you..." Urahara Kisuke touched Kakashi's wrist with one hand, and the other end of the knife handle seemed to be slow but fast, like lightning. He poked Kakashi in the heart and said, "It's just joining the gang!