Chapter 563

Flickering like a broken screen, then gradually lighting up.

The next moment.

The four people who had just made up their minds not to get up even if they died, stood up excitedly: "Holy crap, the Sky Curtain has activated!!!"

318. Great vibration of the heavens and worlds, Uchiha rejoices.

The location of the former temporary camp.

A small town exuding a leisurely and lazy feeling was quietly shrouded in sunlight.

More than a month ago, many powerhouses who went to block the Evil God's offspring with their lives were too badly injured to move.

So they simply established the world's first magical-technological medical center nearby.

Combining the medical systems of hundreds of worlds, integrated with the magical system, even the damage caused by the Evil God could be gradually dispelled.

It had already become a symbol of global cutting-edge medical care.

Sanatorium.

A special care zone.

A nurse with a good figure looked at the lecherous middle-aged man peeking at her cleavage and reminded him.

"Jiraiya-sama, it's time for physical therapy."

The middle-aged man with oil paint on his face chuckled: "Then can we have a drink after you get off work?"

The nurse rolled her eyes and slapped his butt: "Lie down honestly."

Clearly a powerhouse.

And one of the most shining heroes below the Servants during the invasion of the Kings.

Not only did he have no airs, but this lecherous uncle temperament really made it hard for people to feel awe.

Jiraiya turned over, feeling the fluctuation of magic exploding behind him, and muttered in his heart while looking out the window.

What kind of powerhouse arrogance is left...

In this ghost world, a mere fifth-rank demigod is nothing.

Yes.

Since his injuries basically healed, he had gone a step further, breaking through the fourth-rank limit and reaching the level of the God of Shinobi, the founder of Konoha.

But so what?

In that battle to stop the resurrection of the Old King, were there few fifth-ranks?

It was useless.

An ordinary fifth-rank might not even be able to beat a fourth-rank upper-tier of a magical system.

On this point, as the one who combined magic to create the True Thousand Hands, he had a lot of say.

"Magic, huh~"

Feeling the vigorous physical therapy from the little girl behind him, Jiraiya sighed gloomily in his heart.

How on earth did this world develop such an outrageous system?

Honestly, as the pinnacle of the ninja world, a powerhouse who even the Kage of the Five Great Ninja Villages had to fight to know the outcome.

He was somewhat proud in his heart.

Even in the God's Tomb, seeing various remnants and corpses of gods, he wasn't too discouraged.

After all, which of those gods wasn't ten thousand years old?

In ten thousand years, even a pig could destroy the world.

As a result, once he came out...

Damn, what the hell is magic?

The cultivation speed is faster than ninjutsu, and it can fight across ranks?

Damn it, it's not even as short-lived as a ninja, and it can grant longevity?

In the past six months, he had almost watched many people who seemed immature to him break through to the level of Jonin as easily as eating and drinking.

Especially when the Sky Curtain was playing, they were all racing forward as if they had eaten stimulants.

It could be said that the Sky Curtain was still the greatest opportunity in this world at present.

What moved and terrified him even more was the ending of the world connected to Earth.

In a trance, he seemed to see the future of the ninja world.

It had been over a month, and he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, fearing that one day he would close his eyes and open them again.

To hear someone say that a stupid world with ninja characteristics had come to invade, and then a big shot, impatient, wiped them out with a slap.

He knew exactly what the ninja world was like.

Especially after coming to Earth for further studies.

It was entirely imaginable that under the instigation of that idiot Danzo, a certain strongest Hokage would once again push the boat with the current to invade this world, and then hit GG.

These days, he had even started to take the initiative to build good relationships with the Masters and various countries.

Just hoping that one day when the ninja world was connected, he could represent Earth and go over first, wiping out the Five Great Nations of the Ninja Continent.

With Earth as his backing, end the era of ninjas, and bring in an advanced magical system and system to achieve relative peace.

As for productivity?

What doesn't the ninja world have? They even have big screens now, okay?

While he was worried and excited—excited that his lifelong dream finally had the possibility of being realized in his hands.

The magic behind him suddenly exploded, and a massive force pressed down heavily on his lumbar spine.

Crack.

He heard the clear shattering sound of his lumbar spine, and he was stunned.

Just as he was imagining a series of conspiracy theories, wondering who wanted to harm him, the little nurse's voice, filled with shock and surprise, suddenly rang out.

"The Sky Curtain has lit up!!!"

Even Jiraiya looked up instantly, his eyes burning.

He was able to create the True Thousand Hands to top the Wang Buddha, this ninja-magic combination that shone brightly on the Evil God battlefield, all thanks to the Sky Curtain!!

Nura Mansion.

The handsome swordsman sat on the ground, holding a wine cup and drinking alone.

The clear sky, the continuous drizzle, he quietly enjoyed the hazy rain curtain covering the continuous bamboo forest.

Clear sky, green bamboo forest, secluded and isolated from the world.

This kind of rain scene unique to the East had a faint loneliness and melancholy, a kind of desolate beauty.

Suddenly.

With a loud shout, Inuyasha rushed over holding the Tessaiga.

"Sesshomaru, let's have a decisive battle, I have also switched to cultivating magic, I am no longer what I used to be!!!"

Now everyone was cultivating magic, and he had also been to the giant sword side in the city; he didn't believe he couldn't beat Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru ignored him and continued to perceive the flow of Qi in the long sword on his knees.

"Hey, if you don't get up to fight, my sword won't have eyes."

"Did you hear me?"

Inuyasha was impatient, finally looked at the Tessaiga in his hand, and hardened his heart.

"Haven't you always wanted the Tessaiga? As long as you can beat me this time, I'll give it to you!!"

Sesshomaru glanced at him and continued to drink alone.

What he wanted was never the Tessaiga; what he wanted was his father's recognition.

But now, having seen the vastness of the world and the height of magic, he no longer cared.

In fact.

In terms of strength, he had already surpassed Toga.

Having lost his obsession, the Tessaiga was just a decent sword.

He didn't even want this?

Inuyasha was completely out of tricks, and his furry ears drooped down.

"Give up, Inuyasha."

Nura Rihan, wearing a gorgeous new outfit, walked out in high spirits, happy enough to show his gums: "Even if you fight one more time, you will still lose."