Chapter 362: The Fall of the Evil God

"Truly... a brat spouting nonsense!"

Onoki's gaze flickered, filled with shock and bewilderment, as well as a sense of regret.

Could the ninja world actually give birth to a brat of the new era like Yahiko? He really was getting old; if only this were the new generation of Iwagakure...

"Another newcomer like Shanks, attempting to revolutionize the world?"

Transformed into a scarlet giant, Aidehua Niugaiti, his entire body wreathed in blood-colored radiance, held his Murakumogiri horizontally, directly blocking a descending beam from the God.

Shanks's declaration as an adventurer still echoed in his ears, directly subverting the Pirate World and breaking the monopoly held by the Navy and the World Government.

Now, a guy with the same will had emerged in the ninja world as well.

It was just as he had thought; the appearance of the Samsara Game was like a raging fire, igniting all the sparks that had been soaked, buried, and suppressed by darkness, unable to break through their shells, all in the most overbearing way.

For an old guy like him to compete with these newcomers who possessed the will to revolutionize the world, the pressure was truly immense.

"You want the Navy to take orders from an otherworldly player?"

Before Kuzan and Kizaru could react, Sakazuki already had his brows furrowed, letting out a cold, disdainful snort.

The Navy Alliance was the strongest force in the Samsara Game; if they were to take orders from someone else and it got out, where would the Navy's face be? Several Hell Flame Demons gathered together, propping up a thick Flame Demon Wall for the Navy.

Frost, a Poison Dragon, and a light spear followed in quick succession.

Kuzan's body was half-covered in frost, looking like an ice block; expressionless, he said, "If we can save the world and kill the God, what does a little bit of face matter?"

"Kuzan, you guy without the honor of the Navy!"

Sakazuki's gaze was as fierce as fire; looking angrily at Kuzan, who wanted to agree, he said coldly, "Don't forget, our goal is the spoils of war. Does the life or death of the ninja world have anything to do with us?"

"Superficial."

The dispute between the two was also the internal struggle of Advisor Tsuru.

Between the Navy's face and saving the world, which was more important?

"Yahiko, is it?"

Aidehua Niugaiti, whose arms had been blasted apart by the God's beam, channeled the Scarlet Blood Spring, growing a new pair of arms.

He looked down at the orange-haired youth and laughed loudly, "Do you want to be my son?"

Yahiko's resolute expression suddenly froze. Why did this Uncle Aidehua Niugaiti from another world suddenly say such outrageous things on a critical battlefield, asking him to be his son?

He had thought it was a joke, but Yahiko looked up and met the eyes of the ferocious giant-form Aidehua Niugaiti, and he couldn't see a hint of mockery in them.

The other party was serious.

Yahiko, an orphan since childhood, inexplicably didn't know how to respond and could only change the subject: "Uncle Giant, let's talk about everything after we kill the God!"

"I agree with your words. From now on, I, Aidehua Niugaiti, will follow your command!"

The leaders of the Four Great Ninja Villages looked over one after another, never expecting that it was the ninja world on the verge of destruction, and even though they, the ninja players, hadn't spoken, the otherworldly player had agreed to Yahiko without hesitation.

Weren't they afraid of a conspiracy, of being commanded to their deaths? Terumi Mei chuckled and said, "As expected, players from the Sea World are either ambitious people with heads full of treasure or naive fellows."

"Yahiko, what an unexpected ninja; he has a warm feeling about him."

If she were to get married, she would probably want to find a man like Yahiko.

Terumi Mei licked her lips and said, "Even otherworldly players have the courage to save the ninja world; Kirigakure certainly won't stand idly by. As long as it's not sending Kirigakure ninjas to their deaths, I can also temporarily take orders from Mr. Yahiko."

As her voice fell, she felt a cold gaze fixed upon her.

She tilted her head slightly and saw the woman named Konan standing beside Yahiko, looking very eyesore, her eyes full of vigilance, as if she were about to snatch away the other's beloved object.

Terumi Mei immediately smiled provocatively and said, "A cold paper woman is the most boring..."

Konan remained expressionless, simply moving forward two steps silently to stand in front of Yahiko, indicating her stance.

The remaining ninja village forces also agreed after some hesitation.

The Four Great Ninja Villages were wary of each other.

It was impossible to let anyone else command, and since the ninja world was under attack, it was even more impossible to let otherworldly players take command.

The Dawn Organization rarely appeared in the ninja world and was more like a neutral organization, so having Yahiko take command was the best decision.

"The Navy is willing to temporarily act according to Mr. Yahiko's command!"

After much deliberation, Advisor Tsuru also agreed.

In the short term,

The hands of the ninja world players could not reach the Sea World; even if they followed Yahiko's command, the other party's reputation would only affect the ninja world and could not infiltrate their world.

"Captain-Commander, if you had even half the will of Mr. Yahiko, would the Soul Society still be the way it is now?"

Looking at Yahiko, who was watched by countless people and full of leadership charisma, like the rising morning sun,

Aizen's mouth suddenly curled up, thinking of an interesting scene that might occur.

The Soul Society, Hueco Mundo, and even the entire Bleach world had never seen a life like Yahiko.

Born from blood and slaughter, and with the Gotei 13 of the Soul Society continued by a Captain-Commander who only knew brute force and killing, everything was cold and grim, like monotonous programs and rules of a machine.

If Yahiko had been born in the Soul Society, what would the Bleach world be like? Would he still want to betray the Soul Society? Aizen thought about it; he probably still would.

Because all of this had nothing to do with him; his will would not change because of the will of others, so whether it was Yahiko, the Captain-Commander, or even the Soul King, they were just stepping stones on his ladder to godhood.

It was just that such an interesting life would always make one take a second look.

"Thank you, everyone."

Yahiko took a deep breath, and wisps of white airflow floated out from behind him. The airflow gathered more and more, finally intertwining to become a huge white banner.

The moment the white banner appeared, white airflow also drifted out from the bodies of those players who had agreed to follow his command, pouring into the banner.

【Qi Observer Lv. 30】,

Originating from a war world that cultivates 【Qi】, those with rich 【Innate Destiny】 can condense Qi into objects—be it a banner, carriage, or weapon for a military general, or a desk, calligraphy, or jade tablet for a civil official...

Those with greater destiny can command thousands of troops, become generals or ministers, rise rapidly in their careers, or even change the Nine Tripod Cauldrons.

Yahiko's core ability initially had no strong offensive power, but it could gather the 【Innate Destiny】 of those willing to trust him; the further it went, the more powerful it became.

It was a very typical commander-type ability.

By continuously recruiting companions and subordinates who share common goals and trust him, he can constantly gather 【Qi】.

Then, this 【Qi】 can be fed back to the companions.

Mutually reinforcing.

"Wangqi Secret Art: Breeze!"

(End of chapter)