Chapter 348

Darkness was like a demon devouring everything, rushing toward the crowd at extreme speed.

"Da… mn! Run!!"

"We go to the end of the corridor, maybe there is more than one way to live!!"

Reinhard was also anxious, almost overdrawing everything in his body, running while lighting the lights.

For a time, it was almost tied with the darkness approaching from behind.

Only then did many people's hearts jump wildly, and they rushed forward with pale faces.

Damn, they hadn't seen dirty things, but gods turning into ghosts, who could withstand this?

Countless people ran for their lives, even trampling and pushing each other, chasing after that radiance.

"Run, Kunimi!!"

Azusagawa Sakuta pulled Kunimi Yuma and went crazy, his legs stepping out of afterimages, running wildly behind the figure holding the radiance.

Kunimi Yuma was almost his only friend.

He was one of the first to awaken magic, but at most he was a First Rank upper level (D-rank), belonging to the downstream here; without him pulling him to run, he might have been the one left behind.

There were screams everywhere behind them, chewing sounds, even holy light could no longer stop "them" from reaching out from the door and grabbing the unlucky ones.

Ahead.

Jiraiya and Orochimaru were also running for their lives, almost squeezing out every bit of power in their bodies; it was the first time he knew he could run so fast.

Almost a few minutes later, they reached the end of the corridor.

A magnificent door appeared in their field of vision.

That successor of the Holy Spirit, the foreign hero Reinhard whom even he admired, was lighting the vertical pupils around the door.

Those were vertical pupils spreading layer by layer in a mysterious array; just looking at them made him feel as if he had penetrated time and space, seeing his own past and future.

A boy named Uzumaki Naruto, who grew up in darkness.

The strongest Old One who was resurrected and fought the Ninja World army alone.

A goddess descending from the starry sky.

A divine tree that used planets as orchards…….

"As expected of the tomb suppressed by that person, can even a door penetrate the past and future?" 433 was shocked by the level of the Divine Kingdom, but he didn't have time to look closely.

The magnificent door was rising slowly amidst the vibration, revealing a piece of brilliant golden ripples.

Those who arrived first had already passed through, and there were faint cheers of excitement.

Found the right one?

Jiraiya smiled; even he felt a joy as if reborn.

It was too damn difficult.

The opportunities in the Divine Kingdom were many and amazing, but it was too torturous for old people.

"Orochimaru, are you okay? I'm planning to look around the Divine Kingdom before going back. What about you? Orochimaru?"

He looked back.

In a door, a pair of pale hands rested on Orochimaru's shoulders, even that greatest traitor since Madara of Konoha.

Even with his amazing talent and many life-saving trump cards, it was meaningless at this moment.

He could only look blankly in place, his eyes complex, a bit unwilling, a bit dejected.

Just looking at Jiraiya, the person he cared about for the few, he left a soft sigh: "Take care, Jiraiya…"

Disappearing into the door.

"Or… Orochimaru!!"

His dead rival since childhood, his partner, his bond……. died?

That Orochimaru who seemed to have infinite backups, who might have survived even if the world was destroyed, died?

It was just like a joke, dying without warning, no different from an ordinary person?

Jiraiya stood frozen in place, his whole body as if frozen, too late to grieve, only a sense of unreality..

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"Uncle, let's go…. Uncle…. why are you crying?"

Megumin pulled Yunyun and came over panting, just shouted, and it was as if something was broken; the white-haired old man's tears fell suddenly, staining his face.

"Is… is this the Divine Kingdom?"

Jiraiya's tall body seemed to stoop at this moment, his blank face covered in tears.

Even a person like Orochimaru would die like an ordinary person, no difference at all…..

"No time to grieve, Uncle."

This thirteen-year-old girl from the chuunibyou village wasn't chuunibyou anymore.

Panicking.

She was just chuunibyou, not stupid.

The alarm in her mind stimulated her little head until it was about to explode, and she even threw her daily Explosion Magic to the back of her mind.

She was panicking like an ant at this moment.

"Let's go, Uncle, cry enough when we get out…. Yunyun, let's go, let's get out first, sob sob sob, finally leaving…"

After persuading, Megumin pulled her good friend Yunyun and ran toward the golden ripples, looking at the entrance that was getting closer and closer, her red eyes filled with tears.

Finally….. finally leaving this place that scared the Crimson Demon Clan to death.

Suddenly.

"Megumin, Megumin, over here, over here, you finally arrived, I've been waiting for you for a while."

An excited voice came.

"Waiting for who, I've been pulling you…"

Megumin subconsciously replied, her voice gradually weakening.

Her petite body stiffened, and she looked up slowly.

She saw that in front of the golden vortex of the door, in a dense crowd, her good friend Yunyun was waving excitedly, shaking her low-hanging breasts.

The question is.

Then who was she pulling along the way…

Megumin's small body stiffened.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she suddenly felt that the hand she had been holding didn't feel like a living person's hand.

Very hard, very cold, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Come to think of it, "Yunyun" had indeed not spoken along the way.

Ah this…..

Looking up.

She found that the originally dense crowd had dispersed into a large circle, staring at her in terror.

No, they were staring at her back.

"Megumin, behind, behind, what you're holding isn't a person~."

Yunyun was scared out of her wits, covering her mouth and reminding her in terror.

"It's over, this little girl is probably done for."

"Sigh, such a cute little girl."

The crowd sighed with regret, then accelerated, frantically drilling into the door.

Megumin's cold sweat came down, subconsciously wanting to look back, but she held back.

She had an inexplicable intuition that once she looked back, that fatal threat would materialize.

She froze directly.

Her petite, 1.48-meter body didn't dare to move, her exquisite little face showing an expression like she was about to cry.

Too miserable.

Still so young.

The crowd couldn't bear to look, so they didn't look, and accelerated their escape tremblingly.

The tomb was too damn dangerous, pits everywhere.

Who could have thought that the friend they were pulling because they were afraid of getting lost was something else?

They suspected that even if a few gods were thrown in, they wouldn't even bubble; it was too insidious. ===== CHAPTER 349 =====