Battling with Air

Chapter 55

This was an anti-theft badge,

If the purchase rate was less than 80%, he would have to wait 48 hours.

But thinking about it carefully, Uchiha Shisui was the highest combat power of the Uchiha Clan. It would be too irrational to give up just because of a disagreement.

This was definitely not a decision that a shrewd person like Uchiha Fugaku would make.

Then..,

What exactly happened?

"Squeak -!"

Bat?

Hatake Kakashi, who was hiding in the alley, subconsciously waved the odachi in his hand, and the oncoming bat was cut in half.

After a twist, it split into two brand-new bats.

A fierce wind came from behind, and in a split second, he blocked the saber.

However, his ribs suffered a heavy blow.

With a sharp pain in his neck, Hatake Kakashi was pinched by the neck and pressed against the wall,

The sharp blade on his side pierced his skin.

— — He wanted to kill him!

"Shisui!"

Hatake Kakashi shouted at the person in horror.

The knife stopped, but the cold blade did not withdraw.

Hatake Kakashi's miserable appearance was reflected in the scarlet Sharingan's eyes.

Dark red blood dripped to the ground.

"Who are you? Why have you been following us? You even know my name."

There was only one person here,

He remembered that this white-haired young man had a companion with a watermelon head.

Sure enough, wasn't it a chance encounter in the black market?

"What do you mean by this?

Don't you recognize me? "

Hatake Kakashi met Shisui's cold eyes in shock. He confirmed that this was the person who wanted to kill him.

Hey, hey, hey, this joke is too big!

"You are Uchiha Shisui!"

Uchiha?

No impression.

Shisui did not speak, as if waiting for him to produce more evidence.

All the auras were locked. Hatake Kakashi had no doubt,

If he used the substitution technique to escape,

That would mean the official start of the war.

And he,

Had no chance of winning,

Would die.

"Even if you don't recognize me,

At the very least, you should recognize this eye. "

Shisui frowned and took off the man's forehead protector, revealing the covered eye.

It was an eye just like his, with a scarlet pupil and three magatama eyes.

While the two of them were silently confronting each other, Allen was sleeping soundly.

After relaxing for a long time, Allen had a dream.

In his dream, he was woken up by his mother and went to meet his blind date.

Just like in the photo, she was a very beautiful lady. They felt like old friends at first sight and chatted happily. The other party even took the initiative to invite him to a hotel to have an in-depth conversation.

They couldn't wait to kiss each other and lay down on the big bed in the hotel. Just as he was about to take off his pants, he touched the soft lace hem.

She lowered her head and realized that she was wearing a Lolita style dress.

— — F * ck!

Along with his emotions, the boiling flames exploded. Unable to withstand the sudden increase in temperature, the glass of the window shattered. At the same time, the entire room turned into an exploding sea of fire.

Lord Allen's Flame?

Shisui threw down Hatake Kakashi without hesitation and quickly jumped to the window on the third floor of the hotel.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

After waking up from the nightmare, Allen looked at the room that turned into a sea of fire and hurriedly stuffed the things that were still intact into the dimension. At the same time, Shisui jumped in from the window.

Pulling him, he activated a teleportation spell and ran away.

"Advanced Teleportation!"

Only when he appeared at the edge of a pond in the forest three miles away did Allen let out a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and jumped into the pond.

After a while, the pond bubbled like a hot spring and a pile of dead fish and prawns floated up.

Unlike the Undead who couldn't have too much emotional fluctuations, in the game setting, demons were a relatively emotional race. Emotional fluctuations like anger would make their power uncontrollable and affect the outside world.

If they didn't control it in time, it would be out of control. In the state of anger, all the abilities of the demon race would increase by 20%, which was a very scary bonus.

But in return, their intelligence would decrease by 20%.

You're wrong, its intelligence would decrease!!!

Allen often complained to Momoga that this kind of anger would make him burn. He wasn't going to die, this was simply forcing him to cultivate his character!

After poisoning the fish in the pond, Allen climbed ashore with his hands and feet and pulled out a cloak to put on.

Even if there were no outsiders, he was still outside, and he wasn't an exhibitionist.

"Lord Allen."

When Shisui saw Allen come ashore, he helped her to a nearby tree.

After the cooling of the cold water in the late autumn pond, Allen's body temperature had dropped, unlike before, when it was frighteningly hot.

"Don't call me Lord, I've said many times, just call me Allen."

Waving his hand weakly, Allen felt a headache coming on.

Just because of the shock and anger of a dream, he almost blew up the entire hotel, and now he was only left with lingering fear.

When the feeling of anger arose, it was as if there was something invisible rapidly expanding it, making him want to destroy everything around him.

In order to suppress the desire to destroy, he used almost all of his usual self-control.

Allen couldn't help but smile bitterly, he should have paid attention to it when he jumped into the river on the first day, this 20% reduction in intelligence was too real.

"Fortunately, I ran fast." He didn't have the money to pay for the hotel.

While trying to find joy in the midst of bitterness, Allen painstakingly dug out a set of convenient shirt and pants and put them on, he didn't want to see a skirt for a while.

"Lord Allen … What just happened?" Shisui awkwardly looked away, not looking at Allen changing clothes.

Of course, Allen wouldn't say that he was scared to death by the nightmare of cross-dressing, he just said that there was a mistake when strengthening a spell, and vaguely said that it was perfunctory.

"Greater Healing."

A cool feeling on his wrist subsided the burning sensation.

Allen put down Shisui's hand and helplessly reminded him, "Next time you encounter something like this, remember to say it."

Fortunately, he strengthened Shisui's race before, otherwise, with his unbalanced control of power just now, Shisui's hand would have been melted when he grabbed him when he teleported.

"Okay."

In the end, they could only sleep in the wild.

There were no stars tonight, and it was also autumn, so it was most likely going to rain in the latter half of the night.

Allen flipped through the list of accessories. Because of the almost abnormal degree of freedom in the game, although the imbalance in the later stages of the game caused the game to decline, as the founder of the DMMO-RPG genre, YGGDRASIL could really be said to be the overlord of the game market in the early stages.

Among them, there was also a large number of casual players.

Therefore, in YGGDRASIL, in addition to equipment and items, there would also be some very interesting accessories for casual players.

For example, there could be special effects, and exquisite interactive props could be obtained when they were opened. There were also other gadgets.

Even though Ya Lian paid for items, he had accumulated quite a lot of gifts, pendants, and items over the years. Not to mention, in the last few years, the game also knew about the loss of players. In order to earn money, the game had become more and more attractive.

However, the frequent pay-to-win activities, aesthetic fatigue in the market, the imbalance in the early stages of the game's operation, and the unfairness brought about by the pay-to-win props, the game came to an end.

The new game had already attracted a large number of old players through the second generation's publicity.

The brother who gave the account to him had long been doing well in another game.

After taking over the account for almost seven years, Allen, as the top player on the pay-to-win list, had naturally been qualified for the second generation of the game's internal beta. It was indeed more exquisite and more balanced, just as the publicity said.

However, he still chose to return to YGGDRASIL.

To put it bluntly, in the end, he still played the game and still went to the top. He just couldn't bear to part with the feelings that the game had once touched him.

He wasn't young anymore, and a few of his childhood friends had gotten married one after another.

Therefore, he just wanted to use this method to bid farewell to the craziest years of his life.

Perhaps he would still play games in the future, but those things of the past would no longer exist.

Now …

"Found it."

He clicked on the interactive waist pendant, and a gorgeous tent unfolded.

It even came with a small fence.

Shisui had previously read a catalog of magical props that Allen had given him. There were all kinds of magical props recorded in it, so he wasn't surprised.

There were only two rolled-up blankets in the tent. They were originally for you to take out when you were looking at the scenery in the game. Although the details were gorgeous and the material was good, there wasn't much practical use other than blocking the wind and rain.

After releasing several three-eyed magic wolves and evil crows to patrol, Allen lay weakly in the tent. "I can only spend the night outside again."

He actually preferred the feeling of having a roof, but summoning the Devil's Fortress was too much of a waste of talent.

After experiencing that kind of dream, Allen didn't feel sleepy at all. He was so scared that he was wide awake.

He simply took out the quest book that he had previously retrieved and carefully flipped through it.

Shisui felt that Allen's mood was a little low. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the pond that Allen had stayed in before, and an idea came to him.

Allen didn't flip through the information for long before he smelled the aroma of grilled fish. He looked up and saw that Shisui had made a circle of rocks around the fire. A string of cleaned fish was stuck in the cracks of the rocks.

Looking at the hot spring that he had almost boiled into, Alan rubbed his nose and shamelessly moved closer to the hot spring that was still bubbling and bubbling with half-dead fish floating in the water.

"I have seasoning!"