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As the saying goes, the bold get rich, and the timid starve. This transmigrator, who initially seemed to be full of flaws, has grown quite a bit, which is truly impressive.
Snatching food from a tiger's mouth is a dangerous thing. Failure or success is a difference in ability, but whether you dare to do it shows your courage.
Of course, it would be foolish for the Hanakain family or Hattori Hayato to do such a thing. The prerequisite for a high-stakes gamble is at least having enough confidence to allow oneself to be crazy; otherwise, it is pure greed.
Honestly, if he hadn't risked everything to achieve a "one-shot kill"...
He wasted so much time; he didn't really value this kill anyway, and frankly, he wouldn't get any "experience points" from it.
Compared to arguing with his opponent, Aizen cared more about achieving a pentakill.
He took a deep breath, and a familiar tone reappeared.
"Hoo! Myra, the Guardian, when it comes to defense, I..."
"I, Madara, acknowledge you as the strongest!"
The arriving crowd, their expressions strange, spoke in unison.
Aizen: ""
"Haha, this line sounds so familiar, I just couldn't resist!"
The easygoing Dongzhang, limping, burst into laughter.
Even the most domineering lines and quotes can feel cheesy and weird if repeated too many times in a short period of time, like the leader of the Akatsuki organization who always calls himself a god.
Aizen himself felt awkward, but he remained relatively calm for the sake of achieving his goal. Who knew that someone else would take over the conversation so quickly?
Just when he was wondering if his achievements would be ruined, good news still arrived.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, for using your acting skills to fool the Grim Reaper, the Inhumans, the Onmyoji, the Yokai, the Vongola, as well as the Hammer King Borodin and the Second Apostle Hilder, achieving the hidden mission. I, Madara, hereby call you the strongest pentakill wipeout! Mission completion level!"
"Reward issued now: 2 Best Actor Points."
"Five elemental talents: ice, fire, wind, lightning, and light."
With a slight flicker in his eyes, Aizen wondered, "Can this talent be bestowed upon others? If so, does bestowing it result in overwriting or adding to it?"
"They can be stacked."
What a steal! Even Aizen, with his strong personality, couldn't help but smile slightly.
Although from his perspective, talent is at most a temporary advantage, while ability allows one to dominate for a lifetime, any strong person who lacks talent but has outstanding abilities and reaches the peak will try their best to make up for it.
These five level 55 talents undoubtedly came from the five level 55 Guardians, but unfortunately, none of them were Myra's; instead, two were provided by Wardros alone.
Looking at the two pieces of equipment on Myra's corpse, he hesitated for a moment before reaching out and picking them up.
"Wait, do you want to take all of this loot?"
A slightly provocative voice rang out.
Everyone instinctively looked towards Nura Rihan, only to be met with an innocent expression. With Rihan's helpless gaze, they realized that it wasn't Nura Rihan who spoke this time, but Cao Yanbing, that... not to be underestimated young man.
"Riban, it seems your character is being questioned."
"I'm innocent too!"
After uttering a complaint, Nura Rihan now willingly entered spectator mode.
He had been repeatedly rebuffed when he tried to ask for favors, so he wasn't going to be the first to stick his neck out.
"Kid, you want it?"
Aizen, who plays Madara, glanced at the other person with a sharp look in his eyes.
Cao Yanbing grinned without any fear and said, "Why not? It's normal for you to take the spoils from before. You defeated the previous guys, and I had nothing to do with them."
But I also contributed this time. It was through everyone's combined efforts that we discovered the opponent's weakness, giving you the opportunity to kill them. Naturally, the spoils cannot be kept by you alone.”
"That's a very bold statement."
Aizen chuckled and shook his head without offering any explanation.
Logically speaking, Cao Yanbing is right; his argument is sound and there's nothing wrong with it.
In fact, even if Aizen hadn't stepped forward, there were many others who had the means to deal with and trap Myra, and there were at least a handful of people who could kill Myra. If it weren't for the spiritual pressure limit imposed on Joe and the others, it might not have been impossible for them to exceed ten times their original strength.
"Hey"
"Forget it, if we put it that way, everyone contributed, and it won't be easy to divide the two spoils."
"Let's leave it at that; Mr. Madara will still be the main force in defeating the enemy."
Zhou Huan took Cao Yanbing's hand and shook her head slightly in acknowledgment.
As his weaknesses became more apparent, he was also capable of killing Myra, though his method certainly wouldn't be as effective as... "Uchiha Madara".
So easy.
In terms of ability, Madara Uchiha certainly had a significant advantage over Myra, the Guardian.
Shinra Tensei and Tenai Shinsei are both difficult to cause counter-damage. Chibaku Tensei, apart from causing some scattered counter-damage when it is formed, still has no side effects and has sufficient advantages by nature.
Cao Yanbing frowned slightly, feeling somewhat displeased.
He considered himself to know Madara Uchiha fairly well, even though Madara's ideal was "peace."
However, judging from Madara's personality, he doesn't seem like a troublemaker at all.
A man so obsessed with achieving peace through the hypnosis of all humanity using Infinite Tsukuyomi is even more insane than he is.
If this monster is further strengthened, it will be difficult to deal with if any unexpected events occur in the future.
But then he thought about it again. He and Sting were both summoned to this world by Aizen, and considering that Joe Higashi had become a Shinigami, Andy probably couldn't escape it either.
Then perhaps this Madara Uchiha is also related to Aizen. Thinking about it this way, his worries lessened a bit.
At least with Aizen keeping him in check, Madara Uchiha was still somewhat under control; at least he didn't think Aizen was inferior to Black Zetsu.
Thinking about it this way, aside from feeling a little unwilling, I also felt much more at ease.
"Come forth, warriors of another world!"
"You have gained my approval; come to the palace to pay homage to the great Borodin!"
Just so you know, there won't be a war with Borodin later on; this part of the story is almost over.
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Chapter 373 The Aura of a King, the Unyielding Crowd (1/3)
Cao Yanbing's decision to give up the competition does not mean that others are willing to give up as well.
Just then, a majestic voice emanated from that palace... which had remained unchanged despite the great battle.
"Come forth, warriors of another world!"
"You have gained my approval; come to the palace to pay homage to the great Borodin!"
The group exchanged glances, and they all knew the answer.
Regardless of
Put everything aside for now. The previous... Guardian Myra had caused them great losses, so how could the king who could command the five knights allow them to be careless?
"What an arrogant attitude."
Aizen's lips curled into a smile, his demeanor still exuding domineering confidence: "I just hope you're worthy of this arrogance."
With a thud, even with his severe injuries, Aizen did not waver or hesitate in the slightest. He strode towards the palace, and the others followed suit without being outdone.
A ray of light shone into the palace, illuminating the tall figure seated reclining on the throne, the "two, three, seven" (a reference to a historical figure).
The figure muttered to itself.
"Herald, the great Borodin will not be anyone's pawn, nor will the immortal Borodin flee his homeland to rebuild like a stray dog."
The sound of footsteps gradually rose.
The king, tall and unlike any other, raised his head, his sharp and domineering gaze shooting straight out.
"Ha, it's really good that you all made it to me alive without a scratch."
The moment Aizen and his party stepped into the palace, an overwhelming aura of imperial power swept over them.
Under that scrutinizing gaze, many people instinctively stiffened, as if a tremendous burden had been placed on their shoulders. Many who were injured couldn't help but bend their knees, almost to the ground.
"What a terrifying aura! Is this the master of this country?"
As he supported Matsumoto Rangiku, cold sweat broke out on Ichimaru Gin's forehead, and his bones seemed to creak and groan.
Among those present, some were strong and some were weak. Even someone as strong as Kiyohime was only surprised by the opponent's aura, and her forced posture was only to play the role of a qualified captain of the Fifth Division.
Those who were weaker, such as Gyobu Tanuki's son and Matsumoto Rangiku, had people helping and supporting them. Even the eight Vongola members, who were all at the highest level, relied on each other and showed great perseverance.
This scene evoked a hint of admiration in the eyes of the majestic king.
"However, Borodin's authority cannot be challenged!"
In the blink of an eye, those eyes turned cold and ruthless: "My subordinates have been defeated one after another by you, and I cannot remain indifferent."
Now!"
A loud shout rang out, followed by shouts that grew louder and louder.
"Give me!"
"Both knees!"
"Kneel down!"
With each angry shout, the oppressive aura intensified.
Boom! Gin Ichimaru, already severely injured, had to support Rangiku Matsumoto, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth again. Even a venomous snake, adept at hiding its true nature, possessed the pride of a genius.
Opening his beautiful, clear, light blue eyes, Gin Ichimaru gritted his teeth and roared defiantly.
"Shoot him, sharpshooter!"
The blade pressed firmly against the ground, and Gin Ichimaru, with one hand on the hilt, forced a habitual smile, revealing blood-stained teeth.
"We cannot fall!"
"The glory of this worthless tree must not be trampled upon by anyone!"
"Now, give me all your power, Senbonzakura!"
Because Kuchiki Ginrin was fighting desperately, Kuchiki Byakuya, who was no longer able to take care of her, had eyes filled with anger and resentment.
If you fall, my pride will be crushed along with you, so be it.
I've memorized my real name: "d!解!"
"Senbonzakura Kageyoshi!"
"If a king could easily submit to another king, wouldn't the value of kingship be far too cheap?"
Cao Yanbing, supporting the Ten Kings of Hell, raised his head, his eyes still so arrogant and unruly, even carrying a hint of fighting spirit and provocation.
"This old body can't take any more strain. You four youngsters are utterly useless."
Seeing that the four arrogant men could only protect themselves, Zhou Huan sighed and strolled leisurely to the four of them. His hands seemed to be covered with various colors of paint, and he quickly smeared them on their faces, creating a lifelike mask in the blink of an eye.
His short stature visibly transformed into a tall and imposing figure. With a single strike, he conjured two golden maces, and a valiant general, showing no signs of age, glared angrily.
"Horses trampled both banks of the Yellow River, maces struck three prefectures and six counties!"
"Qin Shubao of the Great Tang Dynasty is here! Bring it on!"
"puff"
"I can't hold on much longer..."
"You, you bastard, stop talking such discouraging things."
Even the Seventh Generation didn't give up. As guardians, we will die standing tall by their side, even if it means our own demise!
"Forget it, you guys probably couldn't hold on much longer anyway."
Supported by the Guardians of Storm and Lightning, Fabino spoke weakly, his voice bitter: "In the end, it's because I'm too useless. The Sixth Hokage was right. Perhaps my flames are among the most powerful in history, but in terms of resolve, I'm probably the worst. If the First and Second Hokage were here, they certainly wouldn't be overwhelmed. This is a clash between beings, yet I don't even have the qualifications to stand before them. It's truly shameful."
Perhaps someone like me was never meant to be a leader. Maybe the Sixth Generation leader simply couldn't find a suitable successor and chose me.
Fortunately, I finally found an excellent eighth generation for the family. Fabinho staggered and pushed away the two people's arms. Almost falling, he subconsciously looked at Daniela. The girl, who was covered in sweat but was forcibly holding on, had a thick orange flame burning on her forehead and her eyes were filled with tears of defiance.
Fabino instinctively caught his breath.