"What… what nonsense, brat!"
Ōnoki's eyes flickered with shock, confusion, and regret.
Could the Ninja World really give birth to a new generation like Yahiko?
He was indeed old; how wonderful it would be if he were a new generation from Iwagakure…
"Another newcomer like Shanks, attempting to change the world?"
Whitebeard, transformed into a Scarlet Troll, was wreathed in blood-red light, holding Cong Yun Cut horizontally to block a falling Hellfire Demon ray.
Shanks' Adventurer declaration still echoed in his ears,
directly overthrowing the Pirate World and breaking the monopoly of the Navy Alliance and the World Government.
Now, a fellow with the same will had emerged in the Ninja World.
It was just as he thought.
The appearance of the Reincarnation Game was like a raging inferno, igniting all the sparks that had been soaked, buried, and suppressed by darkness, unable to break out of their shells, in the most domineering way.
For an old man like himself to compete with these newcomers who possessed the will to change the world,
the pressure was truly immense.
"Make the Navy Alliance obey the commands of an otherworldly player?"
Kuzan and Kizaru hadn't reacted yet,
but Sakazuki's brows were already tightly furrowed, and he let out a disdainful snort.
The Navy Alliance was the strongest force in the Reincarnation Game; to be ordered around by outsiders—what face would the Navy Alliance have if that got out?
Several Hellfire Demons gathered, forming a thick Hellfire Demon wall to shield the Navy Alliance.
Ice, poisonous dragons, and light spears followed closely.
Half of Kuzan's body was covered in ice, making him look like an ice sculpture. He said expressionlessly, "If it can save the world and kill the Hellfire Demon, what does a little face matter?"
"Kuzan, a fellow without Navy Alliance honor!"
Sakazuki's eyes blazed like fire as he angrily stared at Kuzan, who seemed inclined to agree, and said coldly, "Don't forget, our goal is the spoils of war. What does the life and death of the Ninja World have to do with us?"
"Shallow."
Their dispute also reflected Tsuru's internal struggle.
Which was more important: the Navy Alliance's face or saving the world?
"The Yahiko brat?"
Whitebeard, whose arms had been shattered by the Hellfire Demon rays, activated his Scarlet Blood Spring, growing a new pair of arms.
He looked down at the orange-haired young man and laughed loudly, "Do you want to be this old man's son?"
Yahiko's resolute expression suddenly froze.
Why would this otherworldly Uncle Whitebeard suddenly say such a strange thing on a dangerous battlefield?
Asking him to be his son?
He initially thought it was a joke, but Yahiko looked up, his eyes meeting Whitebeard's in his monstrous Scarlet Troll form.
He couldn't detect a hint of jest in the other party's eyes.
The other party was serious.
Yahiko, an orphan since childhood, was inexplicably at a loss for words and could only change the subject, "Uncle Troll, let's talk about everything after we kill the Hellfire Demon!"
"This old man agrees with you. From now on, I, Edward Newgate, will obey your command!"
The leaders of the Four Great Ninja Villages all looked over sideways.
They had never expected it.
The Ninja World was on the verge of destruction, and they, the ninja players, hadn't even spoken, yet the otherworldly players had agreed to Yahiko without hesitation.
Were they not afraid of a conspiracy, of being commanded to their deaths?
Mei Terumi chuckled, saying, "Indeed, the players from the Sea World are either ambitious schemers obsessed with treasure or just naive fellows."
"Yahiko, a truly surprising ninja, he gives off a warm feeling."
If she were to marry, she would probably want a man like Yahiko, right?
Mei Terumi licked her lips and said, "Even otherworldly players have the courage to save the Ninja World, so Kirigakure certainly won't stand by idly. As long as it doesn't involve sending Kirigakure ninjas to their deaths, I can also temporarily obey Mr. Yahiko's command."
As her words fell, she felt an icy gaze fixed on her.
She tilted her head slightly and saw the very annoying woman named Konan, standing beside Yahiko, her eyes full of vigilance.
It was as if she were trying to steal something precious from her.
Mei Terumi immediately smiled provocatively, saying, "A cold, paper woman is the most boring…"
Konan remained expressionless, simply taking two steps forward to stand beside Yahiko, indicating her stance.
The remaining ninja village forces hesitated before also agreeing.
The Four Great Ninja Villages were wary of each other.
It was impossible for any of them to command, and with the Ninja World under attack, it was even more impossible for otherworldly players to command.
The Dawn Organization rarely appeared in the Ninja World and was more like a neutral organization, so having Yahiko command was the best decision.
"The Navy Alliance is willing to temporarily act according to Mr. Yahiko's command!"
Tsuru, after much consideration, also agreed.
In the short term,
the Ninja World players' influence could not extend to the Sea World. Even if they obeyed Yahiko's command, his prestige would only affect the Ninja World and could not penetrate their world.
"Captain-Commander, if you had even half of Mr. Yahiko's will, would the Soul Society still be like this?"
Watching Yahiko, who was being watched by countless people, full of leadership charisma, like the rising sun,
Aizen's lips suddenly curled up,
thinking of the interesting scene that might unfold.
The Soul Society, Hueco Mundo, and even the entire Soul Reaper World, had never seen a life like Yahiko.
Born from bloodshed and slaughter, and continued by the Captain-Commander, who only knew brute force and fighting, the Gotei 13 of the Soul Society was all cold and stark, like monotonous, mechanical procedures and rules.
If Yahiko had been born in the Soul Society, what would the Soul Reaper World be like?
Would he still want to betray the Soul Society?
Aizen thought for a moment.
He probably still would.
Because none of this had anything to do with him; his will would not change because of others' wills. So whether it was Yahiko, the Captain-Commander, or the Soul King, they were all just stepping stones on his path to godhood.
It was just that such an interesting life would always make people look twice.
"Thank you, everyone."
Yahiko took a deep breath, and wisps of white air floated out from behind him.
The air currents gathered more and more, finally intertwining to form a huge white banner.
The moment the white banner appeared,
white air currents also floated from the players who had agreed to obey his command, pouring into the banner.
[Aura Seer Lv.30],
Originating from a war world where [Qi] was cultivated, those with strong [Innate Qi] could condense Qi into objects, such as a general's banner, carriage, or weapon, or a civil official's desk, ink calligraphy, or jade tablet…
The stronger one's Qi, the more one could command thousands of troops, become a general or prime minister, rise rapidly in status, and change the world.
Yahiko's core ability,
initially lacked strong offensive power, but it could gather the [Qi] of those who trusted him. The further it progressed, the more powerful it became.
It was a very typical leadership ability.
By continuously recruiting companions and subordinates who shared a common goal and trusted him, he could continuously gather [Qi].
And this [Qi] could then be fed back to his companions.
Mutually reinforcing.
"Aura Seer Secret Art: Clear Wind!"
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