Rumor had it that the Mayans had predicted that the Earth would be destroyed on December 21, 2012.
Most of the ordinary people did not believe it and treated it as a joke. However, there was another group of people on Earth who were fighting over this matter.
They were not idiots, nor were they mentally retarded. They were a group of people who possessed unimaginable power in the eyes of mortals.
At dusk, the setting sun was as red as blood.
In a desolate and unknown wilderness on Earth, withered and sparse weeds were scattered in twos and threes. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow, easily sweeping up layers of sand.
A few vultures were circling in the wilderness, their sharp eyes sweeping down, looking for food like zombies to enjoy. They would occasionally let out unpleasant cries, as if they were complaining about their hunger and misfortune.
Everything was so quiet that it gave people a feeling that it had been like this since ancient times, as if nothing had changed at all. Moreover, it seemed that this silence and desolation would continue forever, forever.。。
However, at this moment, a man dressed in black suddenly appeared at the edge of the desert. That man coughed up blood as he walked quickly. His body kept swaying left and right as he moved forward. It seemed that he was seriously injured.
Moreover, this person's behavior was a little strange. It was understandable that he would lower his head and cough up blood from time to time. However, since he entered the Wilderness, he kept moving forward and changing his direction. He also looked left and right from time to time as if he was looking at the route.
However, the many times he stumbled made people understand that it must be his first time here. He was not even prepared for the uneven ground. There were a few times when he almost tripped over the branches. It looked a little funny.
"Hurry up! Keep up! That bastard is walking this way. Hurry up and chase after him!”
Not long after the man appeared, a group of men dressed in black clothes similar to him followed behind him. A person who looked like the leader turned around and shouted loudly to the surroundings. It seemed that this group of people had followed him here. After all, that person was now seriously injured. The coughing blood along the way was undoubtedly the best road sign. His whereabouts could not be hidden.
"Don't dawdle like a woman. Hurry up! This time, he had to catch that little person and tear him into pieces!”
This group of people chased after them. Each and every one of them looked very miserable. Their faces were covered in sweat, and they did not even have the time to wipe it off. At this moment, the wind just happened to blow. A gentle breeze brushed past, and they immediately felt much more comfortable. Some even closed their eyes to feel the wind blowing.
However, after the wind stopped, all that was left behind was a dusty look. The sweat had not even been wiped off before it was blown away by the wind. It would be strange if they did not become like this.
However, this group of people did not have any regretful expressions after being blown by the sandstorm. They just looked like dissatisfied women in their boudoir.
The sand on their faces did not regret not using their hands to block the wind. Instead, they seemed to be dissatisfied with the strength of the wind. It seemed that they were really exhausted.
Not long after they left, another group of people followed. The leader of the group was an old man in white robes. He looked at the path ahead of him and revealed a deep worry.
" The situation is very clear now. He didn't escape here in a panic, but he had planned to rush here from the start. Perhaps he guessed the legend, and with his personality, he wouldn't do anything he wasn't confident in. If we continue to pursue him now, we might have a slim chance of survival, but it's impossible for us to return now.”
The old man thought for a moment, then shook his head. His eyes revealed a determined expression as he strode forward. Although his subordinates were as exhausted as the previous team, they gritted their teeth and chased after him.
Looking at the front, the heavily injured man was standing on a flat piece of land. He was still coughing up blood, and his brows were furrowed into a "Chuan" shape.
His dark gem-like eyes were filled with suspicion as he looked around his surroundings. He was still mumbling something.
"It should be here. I clearly had the ring on me. Why didn't there be any reaction when I arrived? The item was definitely correct, and the location was definitely correct. It could only be that the time had not arrived yet!”
As he stood there, he could not help but think of the scene when he obtained this ring many years ago. He remembered that the situation was very chaotic. He saw the ring gather in the void with his own eyes. Countless mysterious forces surged from all directions and then condensed into this ring.
Experts from all sides came one after another, but no one could escape with it. At that time, the ring had been recognized as a peerless treasure by everyone. Everyone knew in their hearts that obtaining it meant obtaining everything. Therefore, the competition at that time had cast aside the forces behind them. Countless of those tyrannical second generation masters had died at that time.
His weak martial strength was ignored by everyone, which was why he was able to fish in troubled waters to obtain it.
When his finger came into contact with the ring, a voice was transmitted to his mind, which led to the series of events that followed.
" Wear a special item at a special time and place. This ring can trigger the curse of an Undead Emperor from countless years ago. The wielder of the ring will receive the Undead Emperor's legacy and become the new king! The forgotten dead shall be awakened to obey, and the living shall tremble at your name!”
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At the same time, a farce was happening in the Naruto World.
"Aren't you a member of Uchiha, the number one clan in Koba?”A mocking voice rang out from the corner of the street. The owner of the voice was a child, but the coldness and hatred in the voice were not something a young child could possess.
At this moment, the scene at the corner was a little surprising. A group of children of different ages were surrounding a child who was covered in injuries and beating him up. The children who were beating him up seemed to have a grudge in their hearts. They gritted their teeth every time they hit him.
Fists and kicks rained down on the young figure in the middle. The little ghost could only scream in pain, unable to control its body to counterattack effectively.
" Cough cough…Cough cough cough!"
Not long after, the little ghost's body was beaten black and blue, and his face was also swollen. He kept coughing up blood with some thick phlegm. When he opened his mouth, others could clearly see that his teeth were covered in blood. Bright red liquid kept dripping from the corner of his mouth onto the ground.
"Aren't the members of your race very powerful?”The voice paused for a moment before continuing. The dissatisfaction in his tone was even stronger than the previous sentence!
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