Chapter 401： The body of death (on)

When refining the mask of death, you must wear the mask of death on your face and transform into a **** of death, but the look of death is too scary, and Zhang Miao does not want to scare others, so she has not been refining.

Now that he has arrived in the country of Waves, he naturally has no such care, so he decides to start refining the mask of death.

At his command, the system immediately took out two Death Masks and placed them in front of him. There were also two small piles of shiny ninja fragments that appeared with the Death Mask.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao immediately nodded and laughed.

"This system is really more and more intimate, so let me start too, Eleven Star Death, I am here!"

There are 27 death masks in total. Zhang Miao has refined 8 before, and now 19 remain.

Zhang Miao had already collected enough ninja fragments needed to refine the remaining mask of death, but with so many masks, it is definitely impossible to refine all of them at once.

Because refining the mask of death is not like recruiting ninjas, as long as you bite your finger to seal the seal, you will need a ninja fragment and a drop of blood to refine, which can be regarded as a "fine job".

Before Zhang Miao was a junior fairy, it took about ten seconds to bite a finger to heal once, but now his body is six bodies. Healing ability is super strong. He just bit his finger and turned his eyes. The wound will recover as before.

In this way, if he wanted to refine a mask of death, he would need to bite his fingers constantly, which is obviously not an easy job.

Although Zhang Miao considers herself "ruthless", it is his limit to bite his fingers thousands of times in a row. It is certainly not possible to bite tens of thousands of times. Even if the blood is enough, the pain is unbearable.

Therefore, he decided to complete this difficult task in ten days.

"Refining two masks of death every day, and refining one on the last day. Although it takes more time, now it can only be done."

After making up his mind, Zhang Miao began her "pain journey" to refine her mask of death.

Of course, during this period, Zhang Miao did not do anything except refine the mask of death. He also took the time to inspect the entire Ninja Village and even the Kingdom of Waves, and the result of the inspection naturally made him very satisfied. .

After the important departments have their own leaders, everyone's work efficiency has improved a lot. The strength of the forbearance village has given the entire country confidence, and economic development has enriched the people of the entire country. The country is a thriving scene.

It can be said that, in addition to the area of ​​the country, the country of Waves is no less inferior to the top five nations of today's ninja world!

Seeing the state-of-the-art booming development of Wave Country, Zhang Miao's heart was completely relieved.

"After I have finished refining the mask of death, I ’ll go back to Diaojie Street and call back Tsunabe and Shizuka. After all, Ninja Village has grown so big today, and many people are injured every day because of tasks. You always need a talented person who can live in the town! "

Thinking of this, Zhang Miao accelerated the progress of refining the mask of death again. The mask of death that was originally planned to be refined in ten days was completed by him three days in advance!

After refining the last mask of death, Zhang Miao couldn't help showing a look of emotion.

"It's finally completed. It's been more than four years since the death mask was obtained, and now these masks have been refined. It's really not easy!"

Having said that, Zhang Miao's face again showed a smile of joy.

"But now, as long as I recruit the eleven stars of death, then I can rest easy, wow hahaha ... system, tell me how to recruit the gods of death? Is it like cultivating psychics like recruiting other ninjas Seal? "

"No!" After hearing Zhang Miao's question, the system immediately answered him, "Under the crown, all the masks of death have been refined. Now all you need to do is put all the masks of death together!"

"That's it!" Zhang Miao nodded immediately after hearing the system's explanation. "I see, then you can take out all the masks of death in the system space now!"

"Yes, under the crown!"

With Zhang Miao's order, the system immediately took out all the masks of death in the system space according to his instructions.

When these refining masks of death were put together, there was an immediate change.

I saw that the twenty-seven death masks were hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and they were broken one after another, and a dazzling light emitted when they were broken, making Zhang Miao's eyes a little bit open.

"This ... what's going on?"

For Zhang Miao, these twenty-seven masks of death, but it took him four years to complete the refining, and he couldn't remember how many "ten fingers and hearts" pains experienced during the period.

But now it's so broken, it's tantamount to letting his pains go. In anxiety, his voice can't help but feel a little panic.

It seemed that Zhang Miao's thought was known. At this moment, the sound of the system rang in his mind immediately.

"There is no need to worry under the crown, breaking the mask is a normal phenomenon, and it is also a necessary process for the present death!"

Hearing what the system said, Zhang Miao was relieved, then squinted to look at the broken mask of death.

Soon, the twenty-seven death masks were all broken. The fragments of these death masks were all gathered together and turned into a basketball-like light ball, so quietly suspended in front of Zhang Miao.

Before Zhang Miao responded, the light group flew to Zhang Miao in front of him and then went straight into his stomach and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao was immediately stunned.

"Uh ... what's the situation? Am I not recruiting the **** of death? What about the **** of death? And how is this light group going? How did it get into my belly?"

As soon as Zhang Miao's voice fell, the system's voice rang again.

"There is no need to worry under the crown. This is normal, because as the quasi **** of the eleven stars, the death **** can only appear in this world in two ways, one is the right sacrifice, and the other is the right body! "

"Sacrifice? Body?"

Upon hearing the system's explanation, Zhang Miao's brow frowned suddenly.

"I know the sacrifice. It's as if the waves, wind and water gates and ape Fei chop used the corpse seal to summon death in the original plot, and paying your own soul is a sacrifice. What about the body?"

"That's right, but not all right!"

As soon as Zhang Miao's question came out, the system immediately answered him.

"The seal of the ghoul calls only a consciousness of the **** of death. You can understand it as a clone of the **** of death, but now you call the body of the **** of death under the crown, so he needs a suitable body!"

"what?"

Upon hearing the system's answer, Zhang Miao's eyes widened.

"You said he needed a proper body. Does this body refer to my body? No, my body can only be used by myself, others can't, you can get him out!"

Zhang Miao thought that the **** of death would come to this world with his body like a ghost, and would even take his body directly to occupy a dove's nest like a big snake pill, so he was immediately anxious.

What didn't surprise him was that the system immediately rejected his guess as soon as his words fell.

"No, you are wrong under the crown. You have refined the mask of death. Death is 100% loyal and respectful to you. He will not be detrimental to you, and will not take your body!"

"Will not take my body?" After hearing the system's explanation, Zhang Miao's brow suddenly wrinkled even deeper. "Why does it penetrate into my stomach? Could it be that I planned to give birth to it in October with no pregnancy? ? "

Zhang Miao had said it casually, but to his surprise, the system gave him a positive answer this time.

"Yes, this world only has the body of the true **** under the crown, so the body of the **** of death also needs you to conceive yourself, and the time of conceiving is not October, but 27 months!"

Zhang Miao: "Σ (° △ ° |||) ︴"